Sweet Sixteen (07/02/11)

Nothing much happens here in Miami, so when the limo pulled up at the school.....well, you can imagine. Word hit the Co-op at the speed of light, and before everything was said and done, the whole town was "playing teleophone".

Sacha was really worried we had bought her a stroller. That would have been funny too. Pushing a stroller up to the school to pick up her, and her friends to take them out for coffee.

We thought we would save her the embarrassment and have the limo take them to Tim Horton's. Life in a small town. We have to do these things for excitement, or we'll end up playing Bingo. Honestly, if I end up there come and rescue me, and burn the Bingo markers/chips, whatever.

It has been a long, cold winter. It starts to get to you after awhile. The washer has frozen, our doors don't open or close properly, and all of our lips are permanently chapped.

Sometimes, I long for damp, mild Ontario winters.