Happy Thanksgiving! I suppose it comes earlier up here because the growing season ends long before the late November celebration in the states. Plus Columbus didn't really discover Canada. Here in Quebec, it's not a big celebration, it's more of a day off work, ala labor day. But this year I've decided to shake things up and make the bird with all the trimmings. I'll take a pic o the feast for tomorrow. The photo above shows the sumac blazing red. There are clumps of this stuff all around the island of Montreal. Like cherries on a Hawaiian pizza.
Yesterday, spouse and I went shopping. I took him to the new fancy shopping center deep in the suburbs. As we neared the Dix30 (so named because the shopping center lies at the intersection of two freeways - the 10 and the 30) spouse said, "I feel like I'm in California." Indeed the place looks like it would be at home in (insert any upscale suburban setting) except for the lack of palm trees. As spouse noted later in the afternoon as we hauled our haul around, "There's no beggars here." A world insulated from reality. I couldn't help but enjoy it though, we found a rug for the living room which we are going back this morning to purchase. We're going when they open because yesterday, no one seemed to be available to help us. (Insert bitter shopping experience here. Can I just say LAME is when you are ready to part with hundreds of dollars and yet there are no staff to help you, despite repeated insistence that there were staff to help? Just wait for the man in the carpet area. Just wait in the carpet area and an associate will assist you. All you have to do is wait in the carpet area for assistance. Can you help me? No, we have someone on the floor to do that, just wait in the carpet area. 45 minutes of that. I guess I inserted the bitter shopping experience for you.)
My favorite purchase yesterday was the meter long shoehorn. I fell in love with this thing when I was teaching at a Japanese family's home last year. They had one and it was so much more refined to slip your shoes on in a standing position. I loved it and have been looking for one since. I squealed in the store when I saw them. Spouse laughed and mocked me. "You're so lazy, you don't even want to bend over."