Under Arrest

When I walked the 8-year-old to school yesterday we turned the corner into the school yard and I saw 2 police officers, instantly thoughts started racing through my head that they had come to arrest me!

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Progressive Canada

Walking the 8-year-old home from school yesterday we found a bag of Marijuana on the footpath.  We took it home put a Cyprus Hill CD on (Hits from the bong)  and made cookies with it for him to take into his teachers at school for morning tea.

marijuana

 

ONLY KIDDING

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Weekend in Ottawa Part 2

On our road trip to Ottawa last weekend I had two things I really wanted to do

Skate on the Rideau Canal – The world’s longest skating rink (see the previous blog post)

and

Take a selfie with Justin Trudeau

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Ice Skating on the worlds longest rink, the Rideau Canal.

 

It was a public holiday in Ontario on Monday so we took advantage of the long weekend and went on a road trip to Ottawa (about 4 1/2 hours from Toronto).

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Brass Monkeys!

I woke up this morning to our first extreme weather warning issued by Environment Canada.   My phone told me it was -18, the dude reporting the weather on TV told me with wind chill it was, in fact, colder.   It was my first real Brass Monkey’s Day.

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How I became a bearded hipster!

It has been a yawn,  yawn couple of days.   I have been house bound with the 8-year-old who I suspect picked up something at the world’s skankiest Doctors surgery last week (refer to previous blog post).

Trapped at home and with time on my hands,  I decided it was time to take care of the lady garden growing on my chin and re-open  “Danielle’s house of hair removal”.

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The town of Barrie, far from a Barry Crocker!

In Australian Rhyming Slang, a Barry Crocker is known as a shocker and the town of Barrie in Ontario is far from a shocker.

A couple of weekends ago we found ourselves driving North of Toronto in search of snow.  With very little research we looked at the map and decided we would head to a town called Barrie.  We had no idea exactly how long it would take us or what would greet us in Barrie but packed overnight bags just in case.

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Desperately Seeking a Doctor.

Over the weekend, sitting relaxing and watching the Ice Hockey (it’s the only bloody thing that is ever on TV in this home and drives me nuts) the 8-year-old thrust a foot in my face and asked, “is it normal that this thing I have had for ages has turned black?”

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