Hi and welcome back!
A happy Earth Day to one and all. Here’s hoping that you all try and reduce your carbon foot print today, or at the very least, think about Ms. Maguire, my grade four teacher who was into recycling before it became fashionable. She was a little, okay, a whole lot nutty. But of all the teachers I ever had, I think about her the most and quite often wonder what she is up to.
Let’s talk about the weekend. On Friday, we went to see Peter Katz. I really do have to give all credit to Eric and Garth for introducing him to us. He really was fantastic. Jenny wrote all of the details of the concert on her blog, so if you are interested, read about it here. But I can’t stress this enough, please check him out here. Spread it around; tell all of your friends about him. I just feel so bad that his talent is wasted at such a dive, such as The Slice.
So far our year of concerts has yet to disappoint, and I am sure that Sarah Slean will follow suite with a great live performance when we go see her in May.
It did snow on Saturday. Friday at work the ladies were all in a tizzy about the forecasted snowstorm. Snow in April is par for the course, and Jenny and I were unfazed by the white blanket covering everything when we woke up Saturday morning. Mary, despite growing up in Alberta’s far north, was upset with the sudden turn away from spring temperatures.
We did go out, we went shopping, ate Saigonese, and continued our normal Saturday routine, but as evening fell, we were too tired from constantly brushing off our cars, and having the last 3” of our pants wet from the snow and slush, so we stayed in to watch Anne of Green Gables.
Now, that I have mentioned it, don’t you kinda want to watch it again? Jenny and I have a belief that you would be hard pressed to find a Canadian girl who didn’t enjoy the story and subsequently wanted to travel to PEI.
We laughed at Rachael Lynde’s overreactions, wished for our own bottle of raspberry cordial, wanted to dye our hair with dye bought from peddlers on the road and swooned over Gilbert Blythe. A hundred years later, it is still a wonderful story.
I am hoping the week goes by fast and that we are able to find a house, clean our rooms, get some groceries and hopefully get a hair cut. Tall order, I know.
Keep doing what you’re doing.
4 comments:
Hello. This post is likeable, and your blog is very interesting, congratulations :-). I will add in my blogroll =). If possible gives a last there on my blog, it is about the Flores Online, I hope you enjoy. The address is http://flores-on-line.blogspot.com. A hug.
I love, love, love Anne of Green Gables! :) Did you ever see the TV special they did like maybe 10 or so years ago (maybe not that long ago). It was awful! They were trying to make it look like it was only a couple years later, but all the actors were old and wrinkly. It wasn't the same Anne or Gil, though Gil is always a delight, no matter how wrinkly. :)
(looks like you got a spammer leaving message on your blog - the word verification thing can stop that if you care.)
Hey I'm going to Sarah Slean too! We should meet up and be real friends, not just silent blog readers :)
Post a Comment