I bet Conway Twitty never had to deal with this

[for_the_beauty]

You know it's raining hard when you have to hang your coat in the shower to allow it to dry . . . after walking half a block to the nearest mailbox.

Sweet blackstrap molasses, it's messy out there. 100 cm of snow + almost 100 mm of rain = ugh. I really thought the snow would stick around for a lot longer, but it's been 10 degrees for the past couple

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[for_the_beauty]

See, a huge obstacle to our Horton's understanding is the fact we don't drink coffee. I mean, I hear people swear by Tim Horton's coffee (doesn't Mom?), but is it seriously so good that you'd wait in a 20 minute line-up every morning for it?

I think a clue lies in the practice of swearing by Tim Horton's doughnuts as well. So many people say Tim Horton's doughnuts are better than any other chain, which is simply not true ESPECIALLY since they switched from baking them in-store to merely rethermalizing frozen doughnuts shipped from a central bakery. (And don't get me wrong, I love me my walnut crunches and maple dips and cinnamon sugar TH doughnuts, but seriously, man: MEDIOCRE AT BEST.)

My hypothesis: it's that terribly embarrassing Canadian practice of clinging to something and proclaiming it awesome just because it's Canadian. It's an institution, and we feel we have to support it and claim it's superior than anything an American can come up with, even though we know, deep down in our patriotic hearts, that Krispy Kremes are better. See also: watching Canadian sitcoms, eating ketchup flavoured chips, and buying Tragically Hip albums.

This theory kind of hurts me, but it's the only way I can explain it. What do you think? Have you asked Mick about Tim's coffee?

[for_the_beauty]

P.S. - Thanks for the tree compliment. It means a lot, coming from the master. :)