Desperately Seeking

**Apologies in advance, I do drop the f-bomb in this post**

One of the hardest things about moving overseas apart from the obvious, (saying goodbye to family and friends) is trying to find a new hairdresser.   I have enough hair on my head for 6 people, so I wear it in a short cropped hair style.  It is so ridiculously thick that when I go into the hairdressers for a trim enough hair is left behind on the floor that it could be turned into a wig.

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Pyjama Fashion …. It’s a thing!

You say Pajama, I say Pyjama … you like Potato and I like Potahto, Potato, Potahto, Tomato, Tomahto …  call them what you will whether it’s Pj’s, Jammies, Jim Jams or Jimmies Canadian’s have a THING for wearing clothing that I consider nightwear as daywear and out in public.

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Snow in Toronto … at last!

This morning when we woke up it was snowing!!!   Toronto has had a very mild winter this year due to El Nino, and I am told this is a good thing because apparently the last two winters have been brutal.   The plus of the relatively mild temperatures has meant on the downside we haven’t had much snow.     The Canadian thinks I’m totally cray, cray wishing for heaps of snow but then again I don’t have to commute to work and drive on icy, slick roads with the world’s worst Toronto drivers.

The 8-year-old and I bundled up and set out for our walk to school.   It usually takes us 10-15 minutes to walk to school but today’s commute was much slower as we both took in the beauty of the snow falling, trying to catch snowflakes, throwing the odd snowball and kicking up the snow.  It was just magic with the 8-year-old telling me, “Finally! This is what I signed up for when I agreed to move to Canada”

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A place to call home

It feels like forever since I have done a blog post as the New Year period has all been a little bit of a blur and this hasn’t been due to an alcohol induced coma.

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