She’s Going to be Trouble
This past weekend our house turned into a war zone. Alright, perhaps “war zone” is a bit of an understatement, but I’m not sure how else to describe the mood around here when the Leafs play the Habs. Oh sure, it’s just hockey and really has no bearing on real life, but that doesn’t mean … Continue reading
In Which Saarah Eats Time
I’ve come up with the best excuse for missing work. Seriously, if this doesn’t get me out without being reprimanded, I don’t know what will. We were eating supper on Monday evening, as we do most nights. The supper in question was stir fry with peanut sauce. Delicious, right? I even found purple cauliflower at … Continue reading
A Canadian Heritage Moment
The title, for you folks who’s ancestors decided it a good idea to live somewhere that isn’t (almost) completely covered in ice 6 months of the year, comes from a series of commercials from when I was much younger. They would, in 60 second segments, tell the much abridged version of important events in Canadian … Continue reading
The Most Interesting Boy in the World
I’m not entirely certain how he plans to accomplish everything, but T-Max has BIG plans for when he’s all grown up. He may only be six years old, but he’s put together a lifetime to-do list that would rival that of most adults. Ask Tevye what he wants to do when he grows up, and … Continue reading
Beem-bomisms Friday – Eating Worms
Holy smokes, is it really Friday already?! Apparently it is. Oh, that reminds me, I have to flip my desk calendar to today. I wonder if it’ll be funny. Wait right there, and I’ll go check. Hmm, not even mildly. Well that’s a bit of a let down. Where was I? Oh yeah, it’s Friday, … Continue reading
Upstairs Hockey and Our Magical Basement
There are two sorts of hockey played in our household; Basement Hockey, consisting of regular sticks and a classic orange hockey ball. We use a clothes-drying rack turned on its side as a net, and a goal crease made from hockey tape on the cement floor. Then there’s Upstairs Hockey, consisting of small hockey sticks … Continue reading
The NHL All-Snore Game
Like many hockey fans, we could really live without the All-Star weekend. I suppose the Skills Competition is kind of fun to watch, but the game itself is about on par with a pre-tournament game between Canada and Latvia, but without any sense of national pride. We’ll always end up watching it, but we wont … Continue reading
The Musings of a Jewish Stay-At-Home Father 