A one-time school project gone terribly, terribly wrong.

29 December 2008


i can haz olive branch?

From CTV
In her New Year Message, Gov. Gen. Michaelle Jean said recent events -- including the global recession and the political crisis in Ottawa -- highlight the need for Canadians to work together. [ ... ] Jean said the magnitude of the challenges facing Canadians requires "us to invent new ways of living together."
Coming from the woman who helped Stephen Harper avoid having to yield power to a group of parliamentarians who at long last had decided to set aside their differences and work together in an entirely new way, this is funny.

And considering that in allowing Harper to run for the cover of prorogument, the G-G helped him avoid the consequences of his own disgusting failure to work with anyone else at all, it's hilarious.

We're baaaack!

So, Everyone Have a Nice Christmas?
Mme and I managed to scrape up a little Christmas cheer of our own, only slightly dampened by the presence of Raincoaster, who had the decency to remain comatose and out of sight of guests for most of Christmas day (My bad--I replaced the lock on the paint cupboard, but forgot to check state of the hinges). Around five she stumbled from the room we keep her in to demand more drink, which we permitted after she promised to at least eat something other than all the toffee pennies out of the Quality Street.

Mme, who rumour has it had been busy doing something-or-other over a hot stove while I attended to the serious business of funding the annual depradations by making myself the terror of Pokerstars, produced from somewhere a perfectly-prepared holiday bird with trimmings. I'll never understand how it gets that way.

Due to weather (with typical Canadian unpredictability, winter has arrived this year) shutting down local highways we were uncertain of the attendance of the Metro-mother-in-law, and due to its similar effects on airports, we weren't sure Creatrix was going to make it either.

So suddenly we were looking at twelve pounds of dead bird meat for a mere two plus Raincoaster. So Mme, ever the early adopter and brilliant organizationalist, posted to her social network: "Hey? Don't want to cook your own turkey? Come help eat ours! Free doggie bags of all leftovers! Full meals: Meat, veg, dessert*"

*Dessert subject to proof of clean plate.

And our friend Girlie replied. She and her husband brought along their some-single-digit-number-of-years-old girl and ten-day-old baby boy. Unfortunately the oven was still full when they arrived, but as I pointed out they freeze quite nicely, although the girl was getting a little long in the tooth for more than stewing.

So we all had a feed, some decent booze, and a good natter.

A table full of guests and good fellowship. Exactly what I really wanted this Christmas. Hope you got what you wanted too.

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At 7:22 p.m., Anonymous Anonymous said...

Raincoaster should whomp you next time she sees you. But I know you've been softening her up in the hot tub, so she probably won't.

At 10:03 a.m., Blogger Metro said...

We're only softening her up so that the new year's party guests won't choke on the cartilage.

At 12:45 p.m., Anonymous Anonymous said...

Did she come alone or did she bring a Cthulhuic beaver with her

At 9:04 a.m., Blogger Metro said...

"Did she come alone ..."
I feel it would be dishonourable to speculate.

"Did she bring a Cthulhuic beaver ..."

At 3:06 p.m., Blogger Philipa said...

Glad you had a good Xmas, Metro. Was a bit worried you were coming over all curmugeon after seeing the grumpy comments on my blog but I see it was just a tease and you had plenty of Xmas spirit, and turkey! "twelve pounds of dead bird meat" - blimey!! And snow :-)

Wishing you a warm and joyous new year.

(word verification: 'PINGU' )

At 1:21 p.m., Blogger Metro said...

Oops--replied to this comment in the entry above.

Happy New Year to you too.


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