It was snowing. In October. Not the kind of slightly wet rain that can still pass as your regular fall rain, but big fluffy snowflakes, the kind Hollywood favours to feature in Christmas family movies.
Monthly Archives: October, 2016
When was the last time you said the word “no” out loud? Five minutes ago? Yesterday? Last week?
I will add this moment to my long list of #facepalm #innocentmoments. Phew.
For a couple of years, I would often say “that’s so Canadian!” whenever I was confronted with something new, puzzling or different—and yes, sometimes I said it with a hint of annoyance and French superiority in my voice.
Grab a leaf or two and admire the unique range of colours and patterns along the veins. No, I’m not stoned, thank you for asking.
I’ve been living in Canada for so long that any true culture shock I faced is now a distant memory.
Or so I thought, until last month.
At four, I considered Mark was old enough to help me mangle a North American classic: cupcakes. The challenge? Two persons, one kitchen, yummy ingredients but abysmal baking skills.
Thanksgiving is not hugely commercial. Sure, supermarket aisles feature all the fixings you need for your Thanksgiving dinner, but you’re not expected to decorate your front lawn with fake glow-in-the-dark turkeys.
“Dude, if you were your dad, I’d say you were skillfully changing the subject of the conversation. In fact, you sound like your dad when I’m trying to have a serious and open chat about our relationship—”