As ever

Do you know what happiness is? I mean, really? Come, no, it does not have to be family, friends, your dog, your new car, your huge amount of grapes from your recent crush (Apparently the latest batch of Gillis of Bellisle is going into the liquor stores, so I do not have to give out any freebies anymore, buy your bloody own).

No, I think some of the greatest happiness comes from surprise. I mean fine, it can involve the aforementioned things. Such as when my sister was surprised by a visit from my parents a year ago. But I found an amazing moment today. Now, I realize that almost all of you will have no idea to who I am going to refer to, probably just the baby boomer (Mildly disconcerting that I identify with that generation). For as I was about to hang up my laundry, I realized that CBC radio must be online somewhere. So instead of listening to the constant generated mechanics of of BBC 1, I went and found my CBC. And do you know what was the first thing I heard? That made me so bloody happy and giddy at the same time?

"So it was time for Dave and Morley's son Sam to get some new sneakers."

YES!, the story telling magician himself, Stuart Mclean. I actually said Oh Yes, out loud, I think I tried to talk to him. Crazy and happy.

Oh and now I am listening to Northern Lights and some lovely Hungarian classical themes, oh so nice. But enough with my auditory harping. I am not in the mood for any trip pics tonight. I have a few others, family only really, to show.

So I have been informed that more than likely the trobbing I felt in my chest plate was from a pulled muscle. Does this mean I am going to the gym to much? oh please, say it is so :)

Simon, if you happen to read this, the...ah...real estate transaction you proposed to my father? Yes, you had better get on the ball, as there may soon be others, more...realistic? enquires.

So here are a few pics that I recieved and felt like sharing.

This might be Anna, she is normally the one wearing something pink. There is a little tip for those who cannot tell them apart.
And this must be Em, caterwalling it appears. Is she too young to have that verb applied to her?

Yes, that is the ignition switch. I have seen this girl turning on her parents mini-van. A chick who loves cars, yeah, here is your warning two year old boys, stay away from my nieces. Oh and it appears that Em is still caterwalling.

So, as none of you cared, I am spending my Xmas in the company of? just myself of course. Maybe a few cats. But fear not, I will not be so morose, as I am all ready to purchase Sarah Mclachlan new Christmas CD. So my December 25th is coming together.

9:30 - Wake up. Wow, the first time I have ever slept in on this day.
9:45 - Put on CD, give the cats some attention.
9:50 - Smack Smaug for pissing on my CD case.
10:00 - Try to make pancakes. Realize there is no Canadian Maple Syrup. That and I I have no idea how to make pancakes. Cook some eggs instead. Have shower. Feed Cats.
11:00 - Go for a walk through Heaton Park with my ipod and Tchaikovsky.
12:00 to 8:00 - Watch Xmas specials or films. Have some Dominos (Christmas Dominos?)
8:00 to 11:30 - Turn out lights, turn on fake Xmas tree (That I have to buy). Listen to all the Xmas music I have.
11:30 - Give the cats more attention.
12:00 - Boot Smaug for pissing on my Xmas tree and go to bed.

Have I left anything out?

I will post again next Sunday.

Clicking off,

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