Canada is scrapping the penny

Somewhere out there, Sam Seaborn is smiling and looking smug.

Before I even get going, I'm jumping to the end. Everything is (almost certainly) fine, and no one is spending the night at the hospital. We are home, we are sleeping, we are much, MUCH better than we were just under 24 hours ago.

( That said, we spent most of the day at the hospital with the Frog. )

Tomorrow is the Federal Election in Canada. To all my friends who are Canadian--please vote. Even if you think that nothing will change in your riding, whether you vote or not. Even if you think that your vote doesn't matter. Because every vote matters. Every vote counts. Every vote is an opportunity for your voice to be heard ( Read more... )

...but I am actually on vacation. Granted, only two days worth, and five hours travel each way, so only one day in one place, but I just DO not care, because I am not at work, not at home, and not within range of anyone or anything connected with my home town ( Read more... )

Why? Because this is my wee frog, who is still supposed to be a tiny baby and not growing up and getting ready for y'know, his own car, and university, and dating, and whatever, but here he is, at ten months, sixteen days, and he's standing, all by himself.


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Anyone want to guess what I've been watching? I know, I'm Canadian and this is the first time I'm actually watching Due South, which I think apetslife has been trying to pimp me into for even longer than the Fast and Furious franchise. I'm about halfway into my second disc, in the middle of an episode where there is a baby and a baby faced Mark Ruffalo, ( Read more... )

( Hockey. It's a Canadian thing. )

The icon I'm using is the view of the lake, and the tree my parents named for me when I was born, out at their property. Right now, due to a forest fire that keeps getting out of control (and I'm never comforted by being told that a fire is under control, because one gust of wind and they whip right up again), my parents are about to go on ( Read more... )

I'm off to Vancouver Island for my baby sister's wedding. If it were anything else, would I be making a nine hour trip (which I'm spreading over two days) to attend a function with about 150, with two not-quite-two-month-old-babies? Um, NUH. But I love my sister, and I'm incredibly happy for her, so off I go, off I go ( Read more... )

My current favourite thing? Maternity underwear. Oh. My. God. Seriously, I will never take underwear for granted again, particularly underwear that fits properly. But this is the total danger with all things maternity wear. As soon as you switch over? You totally can't go back. It doesn't work that way ( Read more... )