Yesterday was a big day … huge in fact … it was 6 months to the day since we arrived in Canada. I can’t believe how quickly the time has flown. I spent the day doing something really exciting ……
Over the weekend, we celebrated a milestone with the 8-year-old getting a new moniker and becoming the 9-year-old.
Nothing says kids birthday than an afternoon spent watching medieval knights trying to kill each other as you chow down on a 3-course feast and so we found ourselves at Medieval Times.
Last night I popped my baseball cherry at my first Major League Baseball game and it was FUN with a capital F.
A few things have been throwing me off lately.
One of the things I can’t my head around is Seagulls …
** I may just get a little bit sweary in this post**
Word of warning if you move to Canada … Don’t get sick!
Ok, so Australian’s love Vegemite!
The black tar like substance that is made from leftover brewers yeast. It is extremely salty and stinks. I freakin love it!
I know I have blogged about Ice Hockey before but they don’t call it the “5th season” around here for nothing. It is like The Canadian is making up for 10 plus years living away from North America and his mothership of Ice Hockey.
Australia wasn’t exactly a deserted island when it came to Ice Hockey. He played Ice Hockey in an old man league in both summer and winter, NHL games are broadcast on Foxtel Cable TV, he has an NHL game on the Xbox and when he wasn’t playing the crush (candy crush – it’s his thing but we won’t go there) on the iPad he would be on the Sportsnet.Canada page.
When we decided to make the move from Australia to Canada I thought I would start a blog for my ramblings the only problem was I had NFI
how so after several intense google sessions and using a WordPress template Maple Bacon Please was born.
This week it is Spring Break so the 8-year-old has a week off school. As we don’t have Spring Break in Australia when Spring Break comes to mind I think of American College students partying on a beach with hardly any clothes on, copious amounts of alcohol, sex and vomit. Disappointingly this is not how Spring Break is going down at our place this week.
This week I paid a visit to the Dentist, I have actually paid a visit to the dentist once a week for the last 3 weeks having various things done and this week she declared I am their favourite patient.
I bet I am, I thought as the cash dislodged itself from my wallet and into hers. What’s not to love about me financing that fancy car and the kids private school fee’s but then I felt like a bitch for thinking bad thoughts. I was going to get struck by lightning the minute I walked out of her office. All of the staff at the office are super friendly and nice and have made me feel more relaxed with each visit. I am a big wimp when it comes to the Dentist and because of this had put off going for a ridiculous amount of time. On my first visit, I apologised for the state of my teeth and so began the festival of I’m sorry!