Fireworks, picnics, outdoor concerts and parades are some of the festivities Canadians across the country and around the world have planned to celebrate the nation's 142nd birthday on Wednesday
I'm going to celebrate it like the sabbath....sleep most of the day. It's too hot and I'm not heading all the way to Taipei this year to celebrate and get crispy.
Here's my plan for Canada Day: I'm going to get up at about 4:30am and be on the lake, with a cup of tea and a butter croissant, to watch the sunrise and do a little fishing. I'll come back to the cottage at about 8:00am, just in time to have some breakfast with my two youngest (the oldest of the three is taking mercy on the wife and I by spending 10 days at a summer camp).
So then, my wife will prove her love to me by draggin' the kids outside for a little sand-box, swingset time until about 10am, so I can get a couple of hours of decent sleep. Then the lot of us will go out in the boat for a cruise (weather permitting) and stop off at the marina for a Kawartha Dairy ice cream cone.
Back to the cottage for lunch (my wife makes potato salad with red potatoes and lime; it's just not possible to explain). Then settle in with a book in the hammock and the radio tuned to the FAN590, reading Richard Russo's "Nobody's Fool", hoping for a Blue Jays' victory.
Then it's back to the grill for supper. Ontario barley-fed Hereford steaks and garlic potatoes for supper. Go for a walk and a sit at the beach to watch the sunset and the fireworks with the family. Likely pop a basket of Jiffy pop on the fire and roast a couple of marshmallows for the kids. Watch my daughter jump, afraid, then smile the widest grin as the fireworks spread overhead.
Back to the cottage, kiss the kids and put 'em down, making my best assurance to 3 year-old Alison that the basement monster from home did not make the trip to the cottage. Wink-wink at the wife a bit, take my best shot at a Richard Gere smile, and drift off to sleep with Jeff Beck on the CD player and a cool summer breeze off the lake blowin' through the screen. I'm hoping for the very best day of my life on Wednesday.
I wish you all my sincere wishes for a memorable Canada Day.
I'm getting up at some ungodly hour and going to the sunrise ceremony up at signal hill with my best friend, and then we're going for breakfast at cora's then my mom is in town so I'll be going out for a bbq and lobsters with them and then probably top off the evening with some fireworks )
We had the roof on the horse barn fixed last week, so tomorrow the wife and I get to clean the stalls inside so the horses can be comfy again without getting dripped on every time it rained.
I really like having them around, but never really got involved (other than smuggling apples and carrots into the barn). I keep asking her to pick up a Clydesdale. I always figured if you really want to make a statement with a horse, that’s the way to go. She’s been promising to get me one for the past twenty years. I’m not holding my breath any more.
God Bless you all.
So then, my wife will prove her love to me by draggin' the kids outside for a little sand-box, swingset time until about 10am, so I can get a couple of hours of decent sleep. Then the lot of us will go out in the boat for a cruise (weather permitting) and stop off at the marina for a Kawartha Dairy ice cream cone.
Back to the cottage for lunch (my wife makes potato salad with red potatoes and lime; it's just not possible to explain). Then settle in with a book in the hammock and the radio tuned to the FAN590, reading Richard Russo's "Nobody's Fool", hoping for a Blue Jays' victory.
Then it's back to the grill for supper. Ontario barley-fed Hereford steaks and garlic potatoes for supper. Go for a walk and a sit at the beach to watch the sunset and the fireworks with the family. Likely pop a basket of Jiffy pop on the fire and roast a couple of marshmallows for the kids. Watch my daughter jump, afraid, then smile the widest grin as the fireworks spread overhead.
Back to the cottage, kiss the kids and put 'em down, making my best assurance to 3 year-old Alison that the basement monster from home did not make the trip to the cottage. Wink-wink at the wife a bit, take my best shot at a Richard Gere smile, and drift off to sleep with Jeff Beck on the CD player and a cool summer breeze off the lake blowin' through the screen. I'm hoping for the very best day of my life on Wednesday.
I wish you all my sincere wishes for a memorable Canada Day.
Either way, I am going to the many events and celebrations. There are going to be several activities planned. Sure will be fun.
As a proud Canadian, I must attend.
Happy Canada Day All !!!
Happy Canada day............
What kind of horses poquas?
I really like having them around, but never really got involved (other than smuggling apples and carrots into the barn). I keep asking her to pick up a Clydesdale. I always figured if you really want to make a statement with a horse, that’s the way to go. She’s been promising to get me one for the past twenty years. I’m not holding my breath any more.