On New Year’s Day, -4ºC, my father walked down into the basement, which is my room, turned on the lights, and, in Katchi, softly said, “Aly. Aly, wake up slowly and take your mother to the hospital.” In Katchi, I replied, “Yeah, okay.”
My dad woke me up at ten to four this morning. As if it hadn’t been several years since he last woke me up, I said, “I’ll get up in ten minutes.” My sister had booked him a ridiculously early flight back home, to Calgary, for this morning; he was visiting me for the last… Continue reading My Dad Visited for a Week
A little while back I wrote about my experience at the registry, while getting my Ontario driving licence. Well, folks, it arrived today, along with my insurance papers. I also got my plates today.
I got my first car on March 17, 2007. Eight years later, to the day, I gave up my Alberta licence for an Ontario one. It made me a little sad.
During the last week, I have been looking for apartments in Toronto. It’s never fun looking for apartments, especially in Toronto. The pictures on the websites often don’t match the actual state of the unit, and the listed prices are, at best, relatively close but still less than what you’re actually going to pay each… Continue reading Upcoming: Tales Of and From Mariposa
Far be it for any Canadian to complain about the weather. There is a “Snow Squall Warning” in effect. I had to look up what a snow squall is.