Detouring with a little rant

Disclaimer: This is a rant about covid. If you live in an American State or some nation that is open for business as usual, please don’t comment here with a political agenda. You can comment if you want, but think twice before you hit publish if you’re going to tell me how you had a steak dinner in a restaurant or went to a party at some club or how all your stores are not going out of business because they are all open and functioning as normal. I don’t give a flying fuck crap which way you lean in terms of your political orientation or covid and I don’t want to engage, or have my readers engage, in a political pissing contest on my platform. Please and thank you. I’m just ranting here to get the unfairness of all this crap out of my system. #SorryNotSorry

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My email exploded. There’s a bunch of messages coming through from the hockey manager. My teenager, who is 15, has played competitive hockey since the age of 4. This is probably his third last year of playing competitive – after he graduates from grade 12 (he’s in grade 10) he will probably be done. Unfortunately, this year has been nothing short of a clusterfuck.

For obvious reasons.

But here’s the thing.

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All the time

A recent visit by a friend with her daughter got us talking about how kids speak to people about certain topics. This one was about food, or more specifically, eating out at restaurants. Apparently her teen girl uses the expression “all the time” whenever she mentions restaurants she’s been to.

This mortifies her mom. 😢 Continue reading “All the time”

Eating local – brick and mortar pub in the ‘hood

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There is a pub in our neighbourhood that serves traditional Polish food. Or, Eastern European (so northern Germany, into the Baltic states, etc…) If you like Schnitzel and potatoes and pickled things and, um…beer, well this pub serves that.

What’s more, it’s walking distance from our house. Continue reading “Eating local – brick and mortar pub in the ‘hood”

Alone in a coffee shop at night

There is a coffee shop in Canada called Tim Horton’s (Tim’s for short) that is ubiquitous with hockey families. Often, you will find a Tim’s near a rink, especially older arenas. Actually, there are Tim’s everywhere in the city, including near schools, churches and on every street corner.

I’m currently sitting in such a Tim’s on this snowy, Sunday night.

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