As my blog description states, this is "a mélange of Canadian politics seasoned with a dash of real life", and the latter is requiring my attention right now.
Therefore, I am taking a brief hiatus, and postings will be sparse. Do not despair, dear readers. I will be back soon with more spicy tidbits to toss into that political hot-pot.
I'll leave you with this slice of real life:
My mother, as you may know, is one of my biggest fans and contributes regularly to this blog. A few days ago she was over and I gave her a huge pile of magazines I had finished reading.
While she was still there, I checked my mailbox and discovered three brand new issues of Time, Western Standard and Macleans. I was salivating at the sight of them. As Mom started leafing through the new arrivals, I promised that I would give them to her as soon as I had a chance to read them over.
She left shortly afterwards, and I decided to sit down with a cup of tea and check over my new magazines, but I could only locate one. I called her up to see if she had possibly grabbed the other two with the batch of recycled ones. It turned out that she did, and was very apologetic. I assured her that I could wait until she had read them, because I had so much other reading to catch up with.
Anyway, the next morning she showed up with the two missing issues, and handed them over to me. I told her that I could have waited until she was done with them.
"Oh, no!" she grinned. "We have to feed True Blue!"