Ten Things You Probably Don't Know About Me
1) I am often a walking parody of the world around me.
2) I will never win a popularity contest. If there was a contest for "People that people love to hate" I would not be an underdog.
3) I believe my greatest accomplishment is being a father and a good one at that.
4) Of the few people who know me it is the consensus that I will most likely never grow up.
5) I am very lazy when unmotivated / hyper-active when motivated (trouble is that I am rarely motivated)
6) As great a hockey player many thought I was, I was not very talented. They mistook my anger for skill.
7) I am very uncomfortable in large crowds.
8) Lines that have stuck with me through the years "Always a playground instructor, never a killer", "Quite capably murderous", "Imagine the odds".
9) I am horrible at being a phony. I realize it is a necessary social evil to wear our masks, but mine always slip, often with dire consequences.
10) I am now 40 years old and have begun to reminisce about my past. Next I will be putting the cat in the fridge and taking the milk outside.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Houston We Have Touchdown
An update on our lovely little robin. She managed to erect a nest after many failed attempts and has begun to nest. She has opted for the sportier nest design which incorporates tinsel, string, plastic bags along with the more conventional straw and mud. She also seems to enjoy the smoke from the barbecue (as long as it isn't chicken) and seems unfettered by us humans walking below her. I wonder if other robins in passing make comments on her home. "Yea, she may be pretty, but just look at that dive she lives in."
An update on our lovely little robin. She managed to erect a nest after many failed attempts and has begun to nest. She has opted for the sportier nest design which incorporates tinsel, string, plastic bags along with the more conventional straw and mud. She also seems to enjoy the smoke from the barbecue (as long as it isn't chicken) and seems unfettered by us humans walking below her. I wonder if other robins in passing make comments on her home. "Yea, she may be pretty, but just look at that dive she lives in."
Sunday, April 02, 2006
Symptons of a Sick World
Theo and I watched a CBC news program today which dealt with issues relating to cancer as an industry. It was a little horrifying to see the attitude displayed by pharmaceutical companies at a cancer drug convention. When a reporter asked of one of the convention goers "How's business?" the reply was "Excellent." Every booth that was approached had the same thing to report (a little more subdued, but beaming just the same) adding the sales pitch of course. Apparently there is no money to be made in the prevention of cancer, but, drugs to treat the disease are a multi-billion dollar money maker. With all the carcinogens floating around from air quality to livestock to agricultural pesticides to household cleaning products, cancer is on the increase, yet we are told to eat healthy, exercise and quit smoking. Do you not find it just a little condescending that we are told to live healthy, yet government controls so completely lack any teeth when it comes to placing limitations on big business and the products they market to us? Government for the people? The 1975 version of the movie "Rollerball" was on the other night. The premise is a futuristic arena where teams battle for corporate giants. It is a look at how controlled society has become by business and the ruse of government. It is unfortunate that a good portion of this world chooses to remain blind to the reality of how the world works or feel powerless to change that reality. As for cancer, it will in all likelihood continue to blossom into a revenue juggernaut and we will, being a captive participant, be forced into forking out our life savings and/or retirement at a chance to be cured of something that quite possibly could have been prevented.
Theo and I watched a CBC news program today which dealt with issues relating to cancer as an industry. It was a little horrifying to see the attitude displayed by pharmaceutical companies at a cancer drug convention. When a reporter asked of one of the convention goers "How's business?" the reply was "Excellent." Every booth that was approached had the same thing to report (a little more subdued, but beaming just the same) adding the sales pitch of course. Apparently there is no money to be made in the prevention of cancer, but, drugs to treat the disease are a multi-billion dollar money maker. With all the carcinogens floating around from air quality to livestock to agricultural pesticides to household cleaning products, cancer is on the increase, yet we are told to eat healthy, exercise and quit smoking. Do you not find it just a little condescending that we are told to live healthy, yet government controls so completely lack any teeth when it comes to placing limitations on big business and the products they market to us? Government for the people? The 1975 version of the movie "Rollerball" was on the other night. The premise is a futuristic arena where teams battle for corporate giants. It is a look at how controlled society has become by business and the ruse of government. It is unfortunate that a good portion of this world chooses to remain blind to the reality of how the world works or feel powerless to change that reality. As for cancer, it will in all likelihood continue to blossom into a revenue juggernaut and we will, being a captive participant, be forced into forking out our life savings and/or retirement at a chance to be cured of something that quite possibly could have been prevented.
Lump
I recently developed a lump between the lower abdomen above the pelvic bone which, though not painful, was causing me discomfort. Being a somewhat milder hypochondriac than my sibling, I was, nevertheless, having visions of ailing from the dreaded "Big C". Flashes of idiocy danced before my eyes; how so few people would attend my funeral, how those close to me would air out all our differences, how I would leave instructional videos for my kids on how to cope with a world of pitfalls. I had made an appointment to see my Doctor for the 10th of April, but, I had to know what this lump was. So, today I went to the Walk-in Clinic and was examined and given the prognosis "You have a hernia. I feel no lymphnode swelling. If it begins to bother you so much that it interferes with your way of life you can then opt for surgery." I about jumped off the table and kissed this man. There is nothing like a brush with death (real or imaginary) to put perspective on ones life. I have begun to eat healthier the last few weeks, have quit smoking again and have decided my new addiction will be exercise. No matter my relationships in life, I want to be around long enough to see my kids grown.
I recently developed a lump between the lower abdomen above the pelvic bone which, though not painful, was causing me discomfort. Being a somewhat milder hypochondriac than my sibling, I was, nevertheless, having visions of ailing from the dreaded "Big C". Flashes of idiocy danced before my eyes; how so few people would attend my funeral, how those close to me would air out all our differences, how I would leave instructional videos for my kids on how to cope with a world of pitfalls. I had made an appointment to see my Doctor for the 10th of April, but, I had to know what this lump was. So, today I went to the Walk-in Clinic and was examined and given the prognosis "You have a hernia. I feel no lymphnode swelling. If it begins to bother you so much that it interferes with your way of life you can then opt for surgery." I about jumped off the table and kissed this man. There is nothing like a brush with death (real or imaginary) to put perspective on ones life. I have begun to eat healthier the last few weeks, have quit smoking again and have decided my new addiction will be exercise. No matter my relationships in life, I want to be around long enough to see my kids grown.
Saturday, April 01, 2006
Pride
Rain has sewn together a little bunny which she has named Kelly. Its a little blue bunny with pink ears, belly and mouth, white nose and a little cottonball tail.
Rain: I made it for me, but Cassidy is trying to get it. I am going to leave it with you, Daddy. Its because your the funniest and best Dad in the whole world.
Dad: Oh my. What a great bunny. I can't believe you made this. What wonderful work, Rain.
Rain: You have to read me two stories at bedtime now. Now!
How could I argue?
Rain has sewn together a little bunny which she has named Kelly. Its a little blue bunny with pink ears, belly and mouth, white nose and a little cottonball tail.
Rain: I made it for me, but Cassidy is trying to get it. I am going to leave it with you, Daddy. Its because your the funniest and best Dad in the whole world.
Dad: Oh my. What a great bunny. I can't believe you made this. What wonderful work, Rain.
Rain: You have to read me two stories at bedtime now. Now!
How could I argue?
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
Mother Nature Has a Sense of Humour Too
It is that time of year when the weather begins to warm up that birds begin to migrate back to us. There are numerous grackles, robins and the odd cardinal flittering about eyeing up possible nesting sites in preparation for mating season. A rafter of our back deck has been chosen by a very lovely robin who has some of the brightest markings I have ever seen of the species. She/he also possesses heavily white flecked rings around its eyes making its eyes seem larger than they really are. The robin is continually bringing dried grass to this spot in attempts of fashioning a groovy love pad, however, with every fresh load of grass 99% of the last batch goes overboard and onto the cover of our pool. It has been trying to build a nest for the last four days, yet every night I spy through our kitchen window to see of any progress made only to find dried grass floating on the pool cover or strewn across the floor of the deck. It has become a constant source of amusement for my family to watch the ineptitude of this robin and to comment on how Mother Nature has seen fit to gift us with a blonde robin.
It is that time of year when the weather begins to warm up that birds begin to migrate back to us. There are numerous grackles, robins and the odd cardinal flittering about eyeing up possible nesting sites in preparation for mating season. A rafter of our back deck has been chosen by a very lovely robin who has some of the brightest markings I have ever seen of the species. She/he also possesses heavily white flecked rings around its eyes making its eyes seem larger than they really are. The robin is continually bringing dried grass to this spot in attempts of fashioning a groovy love pad, however, with every fresh load of grass 99% of the last batch goes overboard and onto the cover of our pool. It has been trying to build a nest for the last four days, yet every night I spy through our kitchen window to see of any progress made only to find dried grass floating on the pool cover or strewn across the floor of the deck. It has become a constant source of amusement for my family to watch the ineptitude of this robin and to comment on how Mother Nature has seen fit to gift us with a blonde robin.
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Trees Lounge
Sit here in Trees LoungePour it in my mouthI Need something to forgetWhat got me in this messI'm feeling less and lessMy Judgement is not clear I do things that I fear,I would never doSit here in Trees LoungeOrder one more roundYou have a pretty name,Pretty like your nameLets play a drinking gameAnd If I win I get to,take you home and if you, win, you go home with meCause I need something to forget,what got me in this messFeeling less and lessMy judgement is not clear I do things that I fear,I would never do
--Hayden--
Where were you when I was in my early twenties? I could have used a little perspective.
Sit here in Trees LoungePour it in my mouthI Need something to forgetWhat got me in this messI'm feeling less and lessMy Judgement is not clear I do things that I fear,I would never doSit here in Trees LoungeOrder one more roundYou have a pretty name,Pretty like your nameLets play a drinking gameAnd If I win I get to,take you home and if you, win, you go home with meCause I need something to forget,what got me in this messFeeling less and lessMy judgement is not clear I do things that I fear,I would never do
--Hayden--
Where were you when I was in my early twenties? I could have used a little perspective.
Sunday, March 26, 2006
A Day at the Beach
We drove the half-hour to Port Rowan to a pizza place and had lunch before making our way to Long Point. A bird sanctuary, village and Ontario Park, Long Point boasts some of the nicest beaches in Ontario.
We follow a path strewn with needles through the piney woods towards the sandy dunes of Long Point. We are all smiles with a bounce to our step. Rain and I find deer tracks (a doe and her fawn) and we follow them until the sand is unsheltered and the wind has reshuffled the grains smooth once again. The sound of ring-billed gulls is heard over the surf and wind creating that illusion of summertime when their shrill voices fight over the greasy fastfood feast left by sunburnt sunbathers. Trees have there branches swaying in the breeze and appear to want to bud once again in the not so distant future. A couple sit on a bench back from the beach and look to be cooing at each other; holding hands, smiling and planting the odd kiss. Theo begins scouring for stones for her next project and Rain collects shells. Cassidy digs in the sand until her hands become too wet which chills them. She runs to me to warm them up by blowing on them and rubbing them. Rain and Cassidy climb a dune and roll down it over and over while I spy a log half buried in the sand where I lay down to soak up the sun. Theo is still searching for stones. I fall into a reverie feeling calm and peaceful. The world is a beautiful place and I feel we are in paradise. I get up and look around. Theo is still at work and the girls are out of sight. I walk up a dune and call for them. No answer. I call a little louder and Rain responds, but no Cassidy. I call out very loudly and still no answer. I frantically search the landscape to no avail. I begin to panic, but force myself to remain calm. Rain begins to search for her and Theo finally realizes the situation and begins to help search for Cassidy. The trees are leafless and dead looking. There are plastic bags hanging from branches in shreds from the winter wind. Other people out on a Sunday stroll all are all evil doers just waiting to snatch my child away. I remember seeing a scruffy looking couple earlier in our walk and wonder if they have run off with Cassidy. He looked like some deadbeat biker with his dyed blonde bimbo who was trying to hang onto the last vestiges of a youth long gone. Theo spots Cassidy and I can breath again. "We're going home" I say. I berate Cassidy for going too far away from her family, but this is just my fear in its death throes. I am relieved and happy to be on the piney path once again, sheltered from the harsh open world.
We drove the half-hour to Port Rowan to a pizza place and had lunch before making our way to Long Point. A bird sanctuary, village and Ontario Park, Long Point boasts some of the nicest beaches in Ontario.
We follow a path strewn with needles through the piney woods towards the sandy dunes of Long Point. We are all smiles with a bounce to our step. Rain and I find deer tracks (a doe and her fawn) and we follow them until the sand is unsheltered and the wind has reshuffled the grains smooth once again. The sound of ring-billed gulls is heard over the surf and wind creating that illusion of summertime when their shrill voices fight over the greasy fastfood feast left by sunburnt sunbathers. Trees have there branches swaying in the breeze and appear to want to bud once again in the not so distant future. A couple sit on a bench back from the beach and look to be cooing at each other; holding hands, smiling and planting the odd kiss. Theo begins scouring for stones for her next project and Rain collects shells. Cassidy digs in the sand until her hands become too wet which chills them. She runs to me to warm them up by blowing on them and rubbing them. Rain and Cassidy climb a dune and roll down it over and over while I spy a log half buried in the sand where I lay down to soak up the sun. Theo is still searching for stones. I fall into a reverie feeling calm and peaceful. The world is a beautiful place and I feel we are in paradise. I get up and look around. Theo is still at work and the girls are out of sight. I walk up a dune and call for them. No answer. I call a little louder and Rain responds, but no Cassidy. I call out very loudly and still no answer. I frantically search the landscape to no avail. I begin to panic, but force myself to remain calm. Rain begins to search for her and Theo finally realizes the situation and begins to help search for Cassidy. The trees are leafless and dead looking. There are plastic bags hanging from branches in shreds from the winter wind. Other people out on a Sunday stroll all are all evil doers just waiting to snatch my child away. I remember seeing a scruffy looking couple earlier in our walk and wonder if they have run off with Cassidy. He looked like some deadbeat biker with his dyed blonde bimbo who was trying to hang onto the last vestiges of a youth long gone. Theo spots Cassidy and I can breath again. "We're going home" I say. I berate Cassidy for going too far away from her family, but this is just my fear in its death throes. I am relieved and happy to be on the piney path once again, sheltered from the harsh open world.
Friday, March 24, 2006
The Life of Pi
Written by Yan Martel, this book is a must read. I enjoyed it so much that I will read it again (and perhaps again and again). A look at the capably savage human being under duress that left me, after I pieced it together, in awe. There are many great contemporary books out there, but this is an instant classic.
Written by Yan Martel, this book is a must read. I enjoyed it so much that I will read it again (and perhaps again and again). A look at the capably savage human being under duress that left me, after I pieced it together, in awe. There are many great contemporary books out there, but this is an instant classic.
Thursday, March 23, 2006
Walter
Rain: Guess what daddy?
Dad: What?
Rain: Walter loves me. Nolan told me because Walter was too scared.
Dad: Oh my. And who is Walter.
Rain: This guy. Nolan makes me laugh alot. He put his foot in a garbage can and was pretending to fall saying "Whooaaaaaa".
Dad: He sounds like a real funny guy.
Rain: He is. I don't have to love Walter do I?
Dad: No, but it never hurts to be nice and be friends. Besides, there are many different ways to be in love. There is love like I have for your mom or for you, Cassidy or Micmac. I loved my old van. I love our swimming pool.
Rain: Well, maybe I can love Walter like the swimming pool.
Dad: Sounds good.
And so the boy trouble begins already. This is going to age me for sure.
Rain: Guess what daddy?
Dad: What?
Rain: Walter loves me. Nolan told me because Walter was too scared.
Dad: Oh my. And who is Walter.
Rain: This guy. Nolan makes me laugh alot. He put his foot in a garbage can and was pretending to fall saying "Whooaaaaaa".
Dad: He sounds like a real funny guy.
Rain: He is. I don't have to love Walter do I?
Dad: No, but it never hurts to be nice and be friends. Besides, there are many different ways to be in love. There is love like I have for your mom or for you, Cassidy or Micmac. I loved my old van. I love our swimming pool.
Rain: Well, maybe I can love Walter like the swimming pool.
Dad: Sounds good.
And so the boy trouble begins already. This is going to age me for sure.
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Uncle June
My wife grew up in Toronto knowing her mothers close friends as her aunt Nannette and Uncle June. June was an OB so when Theo became pregnant we of course turned to June. He was so easy going and confident and made us feel so secure in his abilities. When one particular nurse began giving Theo a hard time June was there to put her in her place and made sure Theo got the highest level of care. We knew he would never allow anything bad to happen to Theo. Although we had our second with a close friend who was a midwife, it was not a reflection of our confidence of June. At that time his health was a question and we did not want another OB to replace him, especially when it was time for the birth. He helped us through a tough birth for our first daughter and for that we will always feel indebted to him. Uncle June, your grace, kind-heartedness, skill, humour and easy-going manner will be missed. Thank you so much. May you find your way easily and peacefully.
My wife grew up in Toronto knowing her mothers close friends as her aunt Nannette and Uncle June. June was an OB so when Theo became pregnant we of course turned to June. He was so easy going and confident and made us feel so secure in his abilities. When one particular nurse began giving Theo a hard time June was there to put her in her place and made sure Theo got the highest level of care. We knew he would never allow anything bad to happen to Theo. Although we had our second with a close friend who was a midwife, it was not a reflection of our confidence of June. At that time his health was a question and we did not want another OB to replace him, especially when it was time for the birth. He helped us through a tough birth for our first daughter and for that we will always feel indebted to him. Uncle June, your grace, kind-heartedness, skill, humour and easy-going manner will be missed. Thank you so much. May you find your way easily and peacefully.
The Case of the Cursed Curry
I made roti last night. Pureed chick peas with potato, chicken and vegetable(s) (I like peas) spiced with curry. Today I feel absolutely hellish. Why does something that tastes so good with healthy ingredients make me feel like my intestines are experiencing a severe tornado.
I made roti last night. Pureed chick peas with potato, chicken and vegetable(s) (I like peas) spiced with curry. Today I feel absolutely hellish. Why does something that tastes so good with healthy ingredients make me feel like my intestines are experiencing a severe tornado.
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Our Weekend in Ottawa (Winterlude)
Went to Ottawa the weekend before last. Theo's brother lives in Aylmer so we go down every Feb. with his son (who lives with his mom in Toronto) for Winterlude. This year we also went with Theo's dad so we rented a van for the drive down so we could all fit together nice and cozy at a not so nice and cozy cost (as if I had any choice in the matter where Theo and her father are concerned). What a catastrophe. When it was just me and the girls it was a lot of fun, but where Theo's family was concerned it was hellish. My bro-in-laws girlfriend turned into this giant freak who was completely intolerent, bitchy and domineering in a passive/agressive way. She tried to lecture me on how to raise my children as if she were some great authority (if you met her kids you would understand). She put onions in meals (I have a real hard time with onions and sometimes get sick) and said she did not. She treated my oldest like she was a spoiled princess who could be righted by her wisdom. My bro-in-law pretty much abandoned us (except for meals) to play computer games with his son. When we got home I told Theo that when it comes time to go to Aylmer again next year that I hope she has a great time while the kids and I go to Arizona or somewhere warm.
Went to Ottawa the weekend before last. Theo's brother lives in Aylmer so we go down every Feb. with his son (who lives with his mom in Toronto) for Winterlude. This year we also went with Theo's dad so we rented a van for the drive down so we could all fit together nice and cozy at a not so nice and cozy cost (as if I had any choice in the matter where Theo and her father are concerned). What a catastrophe. When it was just me and the girls it was a lot of fun, but where Theo's family was concerned it was hellish. My bro-in-laws girlfriend turned into this giant freak who was completely intolerent, bitchy and domineering in a passive/agressive way. She tried to lecture me on how to raise my children as if she were some great authority (if you met her kids you would understand). She put onions in meals (I have a real hard time with onions and sometimes get sick) and said she did not. She treated my oldest like she was a spoiled princess who could be righted by her wisdom. My bro-in-law pretty much abandoned us (except for meals) to play computer games with his son. When we got home I told Theo that when it comes time to go to Aylmer again next year that I hope she has a great time while the kids and I go to Arizona or somewhere warm.
Thursday, February 16, 2006
D & D's Diner
This little restaurant we had passed numerous times finally called out to us a few weeks ago. The service was good, the place was "nice" (frilly and filled with teddybears and hearts and other vomitous debris) and the food was.....ah....mediocre at best, but the kids liked it enough. We had a nice four seater table right next to the gas fireplace. A few nights ago we decided to stop in again and give it another try. I had the pickerel/shrimp platter with fries and slaw and a pepsi, Theo had a Mexican dish which was very hard to screw up and the girls had chicken and fries. The pickerel was bland and greasy, the shrimp was scary, and the fries were surely meant for one of the local pig farmers. I dared order dessert feeling they had to get something right, yet felt sure this would also end badly, so I ordered lemon meringue pie being the optimist. I had to peel the top layer of meringue off as it was rubber and the filling was far too tart and sweet while the crust was soggy. And now I will always associate the D & D Diner with the phrase "They did not once disappoint to disappoint me". I could honestly say the pepsi was the best part of that meal.
This little restaurant we had passed numerous times finally called out to us a few weeks ago. The service was good, the place was "nice" (frilly and filled with teddybears and hearts and other vomitous debris) and the food was.....ah....mediocre at best, but the kids liked it enough. We had a nice four seater table right next to the gas fireplace. A few nights ago we decided to stop in again and give it another try. I had the pickerel/shrimp platter with fries and slaw and a pepsi, Theo had a Mexican dish which was very hard to screw up and the girls had chicken and fries. The pickerel was bland and greasy, the shrimp was scary, and the fries were surely meant for one of the local pig farmers. I dared order dessert feeling they had to get something right, yet felt sure this would also end badly, so I ordered lemon meringue pie being the optimist. I had to peel the top layer of meringue off as it was rubber and the filling was far too tart and sweet while the crust was soggy. And now I will always associate the D & D Diner with the phrase "They did not once disappoint to disappoint me". I could honestly say the pepsi was the best part of that meal.
Thursday, February 09, 2006
Rain Girl Makes Me Beam
I went to Rains school today to watch her do her speach. I forgot they have orals for primary kids too. She had to go first and took a few seconds and a lot of smiling and nodding from myself and her teacher to get going, but once she opened her mouth the words came out eloquently. I could not stop smiling at her. Even after she sat down and other children told their stories I kept looking over at her beaming like a mad idiot. She fidgeted and sucked her cheeks in and made fish faces. Later in the day we went to pick up Theo from school so for the drive I bought the girls a discman and two sets of headphones so they could listen to what they want. Its so cute watching them when Bohemian Rhapsody plays (one of their fave songs). Rain gets a far away look like the song is reaching her on a very deep level while Cassidy sings Galileo Galileo as Gowwawayo Gowwawayo. Tonight the song "Birdhouse in Your Soul" by They Might Be Giants was playing and they were both singing louder than I am sure they realized. The one lyric goes "Not to put too fine a pine on it, say I'm the only bee in your bonnet..." which Rain sings as "Not to put too fine a pine on it, say I'm the only bee you're a butthead..." Someday I will show her the real lyrics, but for now I will continue to use it as a constant happy pill.
I went to Rains school today to watch her do her speach. I forgot they have orals for primary kids too. She had to go first and took a few seconds and a lot of smiling and nodding from myself and her teacher to get going, but once she opened her mouth the words came out eloquently. I could not stop smiling at her. Even after she sat down and other children told their stories I kept looking over at her beaming like a mad idiot. She fidgeted and sucked her cheeks in and made fish faces. Later in the day we went to pick up Theo from school so for the drive I bought the girls a discman and two sets of headphones so they could listen to what they want. Its so cute watching them when Bohemian Rhapsody plays (one of their fave songs). Rain gets a far away look like the song is reaching her on a very deep level while Cassidy sings Galileo Galileo as Gowwawayo Gowwawayo. Tonight the song "Birdhouse in Your Soul" by They Might Be Giants was playing and they were both singing louder than I am sure they realized. The one lyric goes "Not to put too fine a pine on it, say I'm the only bee in your bonnet..." which Rain sings as "Not to put too fine a pine on it, say I'm the only bee you're a butthead..." Someday I will show her the real lyrics, but for now I will continue to use it as a constant happy pill.
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
Trip to Toronto
Went to visit some friends who were visiting Toronto from Sioux Lookout over the weekend. It was really nice to see them after so long. When you don't see a friend in roughly two years its surprising how much they change. I guess as we begin to age a little quicker it becomes more noticeable. We crashed at my sisters and husbands place later and had breakfast with them. Sis made banana and almond butter sandwiches which were actually pretty delicious. We then headed to Kids Sport to meet up with another couple and their kids for a play date before heading back to Dover. On the way out of Toronto as I approached the North Service Road to gain entry onto the 403, I began to accelerate through a green light when this person just cut right in front of me. They were coming from the south and turning west as I heading southward. I have no idea why this person tried to make the turn in conditions which were actually quite bad (freezing rain/sleet) making road conditions very slippery. In any case, I was forced to brake suddenly while trying not to hit the car next to me and could see that there was no way I could avoid hitting this person. As I braced for impact and listened to Theo say "Oh no. Oh my God" and caught a quick glimpse of the kids I thought we would be ok as the speed was not high enough to do huge damage. And by some twist of fate, after that eternity of waiting for contact, we were lucky enough to get away with a small "thunck". I pulled the car over and made sure everyone was ok and then exited the vehicle to assess the damage. No visible damage. And then I looked for the other driver and spied him/her/them driving away. The contact was audible and there was no doubt about impact, yet off they went. I tried to get the plate number, but they were too far away. Sure I am happy that it was not serious, but at that moment I could have killed that person. What kind of person drives away? I had my wife and two girls in the car with me and that coward drove away. All that person had to do was come over and apologize and I would have been cool with the whole thing. These things happen after all. But, to just drive away.... If ever I meet you there will be another hit and run. You will hit my fist with your face several times before I allow you to run away like the no-good coward you are. Why are people so damn stupid?
Went to visit some friends who were visiting Toronto from Sioux Lookout over the weekend. It was really nice to see them after so long. When you don't see a friend in roughly two years its surprising how much they change. I guess as we begin to age a little quicker it becomes more noticeable. We crashed at my sisters and husbands place later and had breakfast with them. Sis made banana and almond butter sandwiches which were actually pretty delicious. We then headed to Kids Sport to meet up with another couple and their kids for a play date before heading back to Dover. On the way out of Toronto as I approached the North Service Road to gain entry onto the 403, I began to accelerate through a green light when this person just cut right in front of me. They were coming from the south and turning west as I heading southward. I have no idea why this person tried to make the turn in conditions which were actually quite bad (freezing rain/sleet) making road conditions very slippery. In any case, I was forced to brake suddenly while trying not to hit the car next to me and could see that there was no way I could avoid hitting this person. As I braced for impact and listened to Theo say "Oh no. Oh my God" and caught a quick glimpse of the kids I thought we would be ok as the speed was not high enough to do huge damage. And by some twist of fate, after that eternity of waiting for contact, we were lucky enough to get away with a small "thunck". I pulled the car over and made sure everyone was ok and then exited the vehicle to assess the damage. No visible damage. And then I looked for the other driver and spied him/her/them driving away. The contact was audible and there was no doubt about impact, yet off they went. I tried to get the plate number, but they were too far away. Sure I am happy that it was not serious, but at that moment I could have killed that person. What kind of person drives away? I had my wife and two girls in the car with me and that coward drove away. All that person had to do was come over and apologize and I would have been cool with the whole thing. These things happen after all. But, to just drive away.... If ever I meet you there will be another hit and run. You will hit my fist with your face several times before I allow you to run away like the no-good coward you are. Why are people so damn stupid?
Sunday, February 05, 2006
Nightmare on Rain St.
Rain related a nightmare she had last night. She was very dramatic.
Rain: "A boat full of people were being thrown off into the water where they were being eaten by giant anacondas. One anaconda yelled 'We are here to F-E-S-T all of you."
Theo: Do you mean f-e-a-s-t feast?
Rain: Oh *Shrugs shoulders and walks away*
Rain related a nightmare she had last night. She was very dramatic.
Rain: "A boat full of people were being thrown off into the water where they were being eaten by giant anacondas. One anaconda yelled 'We are here to F-E-S-T all of you."
Theo: Do you mean f-e-a-s-t feast?
Rain: Oh *Shrugs shoulders and walks away*
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