Lyrical

Now honey around you
I’m feeling so good
‘Cause you picked me up out of the rough
And you polished me up and made me brand new

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Just A Typical February Day In Canadia

Sometimes our weather is annoyingly stereotypical… Apparently, Ma Nature has decided to make up for not smothering the country until the after 27 December 2015 and is dumping the entire expected forecasted snowfall in eleven freakin’ hours!!

Well, I’m off. I need to shovel out my front lane. Again. Lord knows how many pets and short people I may find out there…

Aside ~ How’s About This Weather?

 Well… No words that are fit to print! ‘Sides, why waste a perfectly good curse when the acoustics in this town just reverted to soup tin and binder twine quality?!

24 December 2015 to 29 December 2015 ~ Welcome to winter in Ottawa.

Oh Canada!

We are celebrating Canada Day and I expect to be away from any electronic distractions and so, a post of my usual ADD / Two AM thoughts / Random about Canada, Canadians and love of place.

canada flag photo: Canada1 canada1.gif

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A little bit of sass and humour:

Oh! My baby makes me feel so fine
My crabby but sweet little porcupine
Lovin’ her, it hurts so good
Just like my Mama said it would
Her quills are tipped with Love Potion #9
My prickly and funny valentine
You know I ain’t never gonna leave her
Cause she’s my red and white hot-blooded
All tattooed and studded
Best Canadian Beaver!

Oh Canada…

(Original post on Eclectic, August 2014)

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The musical interlude:

The Maple Leaf Forever” should have won but I’ll be belting “Oh Canada” in both official languages.

and

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The true sentiment of the day and a flourish of flag:

I have lived here since the world began and Kanata just a village. I have been a Loyalist. I have been an immigrant. I have been a British Home Child, a War Bride, a disgraced European noble and the Prime Minister of Canada. Every shade of the rainbow and from sea to shining sea…

I am Canadian and Canada is Me.

Canada Day 2013~ kei
1 July 2015

Love Hurts

Oh! My baby makes me feel so fine
My crabby but sweet little porcupine
Lovin’ her, it hurts so good
Just like my Mama said it would
Her quills are tipped with Love Potion #9
My prickly and funny valentine
You know I ain’t never gonna leave her
Cause she’s my red and white hot-blooded
All tattooed and studded
Best Canadian Beaver!

Oh Canada…

canada flag photo: Canada1 canada1.gif

~ kei
8 August 2014

A Faerytale…

Once upon a time there was a princess. This was a different kind of princess because on her days off, she was also a lumberjack. She could actually walk in Louboutins and start a fire with two sticks.
None of the girls liked her because she looked different and she was smart. She could run faster than most of the boys and she was an ace at lacrosse and fixing her own bicycle brakes.
Some of the boys liked her because she was easy to talk to but most of them didn’t want to admit that they liked a lumberjack princess. Their friends would bug them and say “Why would you like a skinny, dark-haired, smart princess when there are all these giggly, blonde, blue-eyed princess to fall all over you”?
The lumberjack princess knew that it was true. There were only one or two Princes or Knights who could handle her. They were few and far between; sweet and hot, courtly and dirty, master and slave. She knew she was too funny, too smart mouth, too dark for ordinary boys and she knew that she would always be lonely.
I mean, really?
Who WOULD want a green-eyed lumberjack princess when they could have an insipid blonde pet? What prince or knight would ever want to put out that much effort?
That would just be a stupid faerytale anyway…
Even the lumberjack princess decided that she liked blondes better… and it was just easier this way.

(c) KeiB 13 December 2011