Amusements

I had a super day: I went to ROM all by myself which is a great way to see everything I want to see without worrying if everyone else is having fun. It was so nice, the Vanity Fair show was wonderful, I love portrait photography. Plus it brought me up to the 4th floor where the gallery of textiles and costumes is, and I love that. Sad, sort of. Our family membership expires on the 30th so this was my last chance to go.

Then I ate at Whole Foods, again, I love it there. I looked around at everything first, then I ate at their hot and cold prepared food bars. SO GOOD. My favourite salad in the world is there, the purple kale with raw beets in an orange vinaigrette (and if any clever people out there have this exact recipe, PLEASE pass it on to me), and I have it with extra beets. Raw beets ftw. And I had some scalloped potatoes and broccoli and quinoa salad and a corn salad. All for almost $10. I also love the bathroom at Whole Foods, not just for the awesome sign on the door and the magical hand dryer, but because they have a thing at the bottom of the door that lets you open it with your foot, rather than dirtying up your hands on the handlebar. Perfect.

Then I went on to a weird designer sale in the basement of a church that had shoes and clothes and stuff but I managed to resist. Then more shopping, gearing up to Xmas.

OH. Then I overheard an awesome conversation at the corner of Bay and Bloor, right outside the Gap store there. An old man begging for money with one of his pants legs rolled up and picking at the most revolting leg ever: purple and drippy, his sock was stained OMG SO GROSS.  A young woman had stopped and was lecturing him “you should cover that up, it’s NASTY!” and he says “well, I don’t got my medication for it” and she says “yeah, well, you should get a bandage or pull your pants down ’cause it’s so NASTY!!!” and I couldn’t help but laugh because she was right, it was about as nasty a leg as I have ever seen. Poor old fella. He looked like this old weirdo that used to shop at the Snail when I worked there.

Anyway, when flying with a 6 year old there are many ways to entertain them, here is just one of thousands: draw on magazines. I think this is a habit I picked up from my sister (who’s birthday it is tomorrow, Happy Birthday Megan!) when I was a kid. It amused the hell out of Ari on our way home from Costa Rica.

Poor Jaycee and Elizabeth, we really went crazy on them. Not for any reason either, there just happened to be a lot of clear pictures of them. And you might notice that a couple of faces have been re-drawn to look like daddy. Hee hee!