Monday, July 8, 2013


I love bacon as much as the next person.  Or perhaps more.  But come on now - this is ridiculous:

I've even heard recently of pot-flavoured bacon.  Shouldn't this be the other way around?


I quite enjoyed the odd creativity of these umbrellas:


It was Tall Ships weekend in Hamilton recently and Bayfront Park and Piers 4 and 8 were bustling.  I decided to spend a particularly lovely Sunday down by the water and even ventured there on my bicycle.  On the road.  Without a helmet - errrr.

I have never biked downtown before, but with the Yes We Cannon initiative as well as my new knowledge of the arm signals, I decided to give it a go.  I got down there in less than 20 minutes with nary a car honking at me.

My friend Andreana was spending the day at the park preparing for the massive Canada Day celebration and I joined her on her VIP golf cart after lounging by the water and on a blanket with a book.  It was a perfectly blissful day, topped off by joining my parents for lunch on a nearby sailboat.

A great day to be a Hamiltonian.  Plus, by hanging out with Andreana in her VIP golf cart, I got a free soft serve ice cream.

The fireworks on Canada Day were incredible - just when you think they have tapped out all the possible firework creations, they invent another one!  There were at least three fireworks that I had never seen before.  And the greatest thing about Canada Day celebrations is that you get to stand and sing the national anthem.  Outside of grade school, we don't get to do this anymore.  I miss it.  Plus it's heartwarming to see all the punks and seem-to-be hoodlums remove their baseball caps and stand at attention.  Visible patriotism is the best.


I loved walking down James Street North and doing a double-take at this alleyway.  It reminds me of a small Caribbean country or back alley in New Orleans.  I love the effort at making their small area beautiful.


I love a good painting project.  There are few other chores that make such a visible difference and so quickly.  I have been known to paint over everything.  Forget sweeping spiders off the porch, just paint over them.  Forget dusting the stairs, just paint over it.  I helped a friend with her painting project the other day and it was a satisfying job. 

Several neighbours praised us as we worked, which makes me think they have all been hoping those unsightly stairs would be fixed.  Were they the neighbourhood eyesore?  That's saying a lot in our area of town!

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