Now $#%& is gettin' real, H1N1!
Alas, I regret to report that there's been a slight dent in our Halloween plans. My friend Leanne's sister (and housemate) has just been diagnosed with the H1N1 virus, so any plans of Hallowe'en shenanigans in Ottawa have been postponed. What's most important now is that her sister is feeling better soon, and that Leanne is able to successfully quarantine herself.
So, we've devised a new plan. Under the guise of "cultural exposure," Heather and me (and perhaps Heather's boyfriend, Andrew) are going to take Christoph trick-or-treating! ... And bring along pillowcases for ourselves... (yes, yes, I know, we're well past standard trick-or-treating age, and we have no shame). To alleviate these pinges of guilt I've been feeling, I've been reminding myself that hardly anyone comes out to our gravel road, so really, we're doing my neighbours a favour by trick-or-treating. Yes... a favour... Heather and I also pulled this stunt our last year of university, so age-appropriateness isn't a huge concern for us. As long as Christoph consents, our new plan will be fantastic!
Noooo pressure, Christoph!
So, we've devised a new plan. Under the guise of "cultural exposure," Heather and me (and perhaps Heather's boyfriend, Andrew) are going to take Christoph trick-or-treating! ... And bring along pillowcases for ourselves... (yes, yes, I know, we're well past standard trick-or-treating age, and we have no shame). To alleviate these pinges of guilt I've been feeling, I've been reminding myself that hardly anyone comes out to our gravel road, so really, we're doing my neighbours a favour by trick-or-treating. Yes... a favour... Heather and I also pulled this stunt our last year of university, so age-appropriateness isn't a huge concern for us. As long as Christoph consents, our new plan will be fantastic!
Noooo pressure, Christoph!