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My eyes fell on a can of Mountain Dew in the fridge that we got with a "10-drinks-for $1" deal with Pizza Pizza last week. Well, if you mix the Dew with coconut rum, you get a sort of low-fat pina colada, that is really quite refreshing. Even Z liked it, and he doesn't usually slum when it comes to beverages.
We'll have no trouble finishing up the coconut rum now.
We took a mini-break three weeks ago, spending a few days in Niagara-on-the-Lake. Tonight, the boys were at the CNE, so we walked up Avenue Road to the mysterious Lobster Trap (in business 43 years) for an anniversary dinner. The bibs were cloth, which was nice. The place was a little grotty, but the service was good and the food was fine, if basic (for lobster).
I know it's hackneyed, but it feels like yesterday that we were young, slim, and in love. We still have the "in love" part, and the rest doesn't matter!
John will be joining the faculty at Regis College and his lovely wife Jennifer will be doing whatever she needs to do to practice medicine in Canada. And their two boys will start their immersion in the hockey culture that John has missed so much in the SF Bay area. Go Sens!
Alex just finished his driver's ed course and has booked his road test for late September. He passed the driver's ed "road test" yesterday which is supposed to replicate a real road test, so his hopes are high.
For his father and I to feel confident, we'll be practicing a lot with him over the next few weeks so that he has more miles under his belt and is a little smoother. But it will be nice to have another driver in the household, particularly one who, during the driving honeymoon period, will be quite willing to schlepp his brother to karate!
I guess I need to look into insurance now...
Item 1: This is some track lighting that we purchased for a house that we lived in 3 houses ago (our first house). This means that we have paid someone to move it (and the rest of our household contents) three times. We have nowhere in our current house to use it, so it's gone to Goodwill.
Item 1: two bottles of Barbeque sauce. We don't use bottled barbeque sauce. Plus, they had expired. Not sure how we got them in the first place. Dumped sauce and recycled bottles.
Before we heard about it, Z and I were commenting about how poor our sleep had been last night. There were thunderstorms last evening, and Z said that at one point, it felt like the war in Beirut before he left, except that he didn't get a blast of warm air typical after a bombing.
Shortly after this conversation, Z's cousin, who also lives in Toronto, called to give us the news of the explosion at the propane distributor just north-west of us.
We haven't had any physical manifestation of the explosion at our place, and the air quality is fine at this point.
And amazingly, there haven't been reports of any deaths or serious injuries to date.