Nic is coming, Nic is coming, Nic is coming! The weekend is almost on us and we have to prepare for her arrival. Her bedroom has no built in ceiling light for some strange reason (note to self: call landlady and ask why and what can be done about it). We will go get her a reading light to place by her bedside, some air beds for the guests who will be descending on us en masse in two weeks' time and some good snow shoes for Brynn so she can walk on snow and ice and air(?) and spare us the agony of reading about her spilling her guts out all over UBC.
There has been a cold snap all week and the evening temperature has dropped to near zero celsius. Hee hee, be good to see the tropical citizens hudder around trying to keep from keeling over in suspended animation or hibernation mode. But the cold snap may not last till then. Pity. The better half has been moaning and groaning about the cold but at least for the last month, he has stopped insinuating about going to Vietnam. He developed a fetish for fleece jackets because fleece keeps him warmer than anything else and so he now has a bundle of fleece jackets which he wears everyday. I could not stop him - it was almost like an obsession. This place is nowhere near as cold as Hamilton, not by any measure, when we sent Brynn to high school there but then he has not lived in a cold climate for more than a couple of weeks at a time before. And my basement unit in Vancouver was definitely much colder too but he said we were young then. Sic!
I have not posted up the pics from the trip south. No time lah. Got to catch up on office work and the stomach flu took away all my energy for a while. Will try and do it this weekend. But Nic is coming, Nic is coming, Nic is coming. On Sunday.
Tis a silly post but I am delirious right now.
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