The Hausfrau Family returned from Canada on Saturday tired and uncomfortable. Herr and I were still full from Thanksgiving dinner AND the enormous amounts of food we felt we had to eat on Friday (no leftovers mind you!) I am just now getting my appetite back.
We had an awesome time with the Cleavers. We always do. The kids all got along really well and there were minimal time-out sessions. June and I had a lot of fun planning all things Thanksgiving. My problem is that I tend to take over, which I did once I got here. In retrospect, I feel bad because it was JUNE'S Thanksgiving dinner at HER house. At any rate, dinner turned out superb. The Cleaver's invited some new friends of theirs which was really nice as well.
The return trip was long because we had to wait at the US/Canadian border for nearly 90 minutes, but we still got home at a decent hour on Saturday. I'm already planning my return trip in the summer.
I would be remiss if I didn't share all of the things we learned while in Canada:
1. It takes shopping at two grocery stores to find all of the ingredients necessary for an American Thanksgiving dinner. Our challenges were finding cranberries in any form, pork sausage, cocktail rye and cornbread.
2. Ella learned that Lucky Charms is a "Canadian Cereal" and isn't available in the USA.
3. Everyone should have a mani-pedi on Thanksgiving.
4. The Trailer Park Boys may be my favorite new television show. I had high hopes for Porno Valley but was disappointed. Porno Valley is allegedly a documentary about porn stars and their daily lives. I was looking forward to seeing porno stars studying for the bar (it could happen!), fixing dinner for their spouses or carpooling the kids to soccer whilst waxing poetic about the merits of their jobs. Instead, it was an episode where they were all in Vegas for some Porno Awards Show. While I could care less about who won, "Best Anal Scene," I did laugh at the porn star whose date was her "Gramma."
5. Poutine. Jesus.H.Christ.
6. I learned about this while reading "Chatelaine" magazine. My hunch is that it would be more for the gal who has Primus or heavy metal music downloaded on her iPod.
7. One really CAN eat too many truffles.
10 comments:
How awesome. I love Canada--it's like all the fun of Europe without (too many) language difficulties and a mere hop, skip and a border away.
Will you stop about the taking over of Thanksgiving?? I was feeling bad that you slaved away while I exhausted my liver. I've spent the last few days drying out.
And I'm all over the Oh My Bod. It would make a lovely stocking stuffer.
BTW--- perfect song for Oh My Bod---New World Order by Ministry. Nice drums.
Welcome home sister!!
Glad you had such a great time.
#3 I freakin' wish.
#6 Yes please!
Poutine. Yeah...the accent has to be on the "poo". Glad you're back safe and sound.
Sorry...that wasn't supposed to register as "anonymous". That's me...Wordgirl.
cheese curds? really?
sounds scary, but now i must try them.
Sounds like a blast. But two things, I don't believe you on #7. I don't think it's possible. And my kids think you can only buy fruity pebbles while in Colorado on vacation and coco pebbles at grandpas house in San Francisco. It will be really sad when they don't believe the things we tell them.
Next time you come to NYC, I'll buy you some poutine, Misfit. God, I love that stuff. Is there anything better to clog your arteries with?
Mmmm...truffles.
Poutine, how I love thee....
Have really been enjoying your blog....loved the above story about your ride to work on 78....holy sh*t, clippers?!?
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