Have you ever been a participant in a parade? What did you do?
I was in the Kitchener-Waterloo Christmas parade in the late 70’s. The Cowboy and I and a few other riders rode our horses. We adopted no particular Christmas theme, it was just something fun to do.
We slept overnight at the farm, rode to the staging ground at the university, along the parade route, and then horses and riders were transported back to the farm. It was a very long day, but enjoyable.
We rode western style and all decked out in appropriate gear. The Cowboy was quite handy at leather working and he made both of us a pair of chaps. He wore a long (formerly) white duster.
We must have made quite the impression on one of the adults in the crowd. He got a great laugh when he quipped, “Who are those guys?”
It’s funny what sticks in the memory, and I don’t really know why I should remember that, but I do.
If you were handed free opera tickets, would you go or sell them? Why?
Why did you start your blog?
At the risk of repeating myself, I wrote about exactly that earlier this week: I write partly to scratch the itch, to fulfill a creative urge. I write to occupy myself when I might otherwise waste time playing computer games. This is me, trying to break a decades’ long addiction. I write my story. Because it’s what I know and I want to share and to learn and to grow.
What is your favorite tradition? (family tradition, church tradition, whatever)
First rhubarb of the season, perhaps? Laundry on the line, for certain. The annual Gemboree in Bancroft. That’s coming up in a couple of weekends. But these are all minor blips on the anticipation scale. Yes, I like to do these things and many more seasonal activities. But I cannot say that anything holds the same excitement that I experienced as a girl. Like decorating the Christmas tree, for example. Actually, these days I will more likely snarl if you suggest garland, mistletoe, or twinkly lights.
Up until very recently, every Christmas I made Steamed Christmas Pudding – a carrot/potato concoction. Rich, rich, rich! I’ve not made it lately though, because, well, you know… You make a pudding and then you have to eat it!
Egg nog, though… that’s another matter entirely. Yes please!
Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?
My stepson and his girlfriend paid a visit on Sunday. I took them to lunch at a downtown restaurant. We sat on the third floor patio overlooking the Grand River. I was deeply grateful for the company while Reiner is away.
Which leads into my “looking forward” answer: hubby will be flying out this Thursday. It’s a multi-legged journey: by helicopter to meet the float plane to Thunder Bay, where he will stay overnight and then a commercial flight to Toronto. Ferry to the mainland and then the train home. He tells me that he’s found a new use for duct tape. No, nothing salacious. He sealed the spaces between the boards of the tent platform to keep the mosquitoes out.
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