Hockey Night With Lily

I agreed to go to a hockey game with my husband Paul last night. He probably would’ve had more fun with one of his friends, but what’s more fun than hanging out with me? Almost anything. Here are some highlights from the game:

Me: Let’s get some popcorn.

Me: If our team loses will you be sad?

Paul: Yes.

Me: I’m getting really good at singing O Canada.

Me: Look at that kid with his shirt off. He’s awesome.

Me: Omg look, he put the popcorn bucket on his head. I love him.

Me: Guess what?

Paul: What?

Me: Only 39 minutes until the game is over.

Paul: You’re fun.

Me: Lol jk.

Me: But seriously…

Me: Let’s get some hot chocolate.

Paul: Sweet boots. You look so dumb. (Talking about my Ugg boots)

Some little girl: Um excuse me, I really like your boots. I like that they have a zipper.

Me: At least someone appreciates me.

Me: Why don’t they ever put the Kiss Cam on us? How rude.

Me: Uh oh. We’re losing. Are you sad?

Paul: Yes.

Me: Have the referees ever gotten in the way of the players?

Paul: Yeah, all the time.

Me: That’s annoying.

Me: Please don’t go into over time. Please don’t go into over time. Please don’t go into over time.

Me: I will literally sacrifice my first born if this game doesn’t go into over time.

Turns out I have to sacrifice my first born. We lost 3-5. Bummer. I am so sad about it. Really broken up. The good news is, there’s one little girl in Canada who has good taste in boots. Bad news is I’ll probably end up going to another hockey game some time this year.

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Canada Day!

I just wrote an immensely awesome post about Canada Day and WordPress somehow erased it. Usually WP is really great about auto-saving, but this time they failed. Instead of writing about Canada Day, I’m going to write about how WordPress owes me big time. They can pay me back in Freshly Pressing all of my posts from here on out.  Jk I’ll write about Canada Day. But I’m not jk-ing about being Freshly Pressed.

While all of you are being distracted by the recent American tragedies (the death of TomKat and Adele’s pregnancy announcement), the Canadians are celebrating. Celebrating what?, you might ask. That’s a good question. You should Google it. Any time you ask a question you should Google it. Asking questions is SO 90’s.

Canada Day is basically Canada’s Independence Day. Like their 4th of July, but except it’s on the 1st of July and full of Canadian pride. On this day in 1867, the British North America Act (aka the Constitution Act) was signed, uniting 3 colonies into a single country called The Dominion of Canada. This is great and all, but they were still under British rule in a way. Like, if they wanted to pass a law or anything, they had to go through Parliament. Cray cray, right?! In 1982 (aka 30 years ago aka lol) the Canada Act was passed which made Canada a distinguished, sovereign land. No more “Dominion of”, just plain old Canada. Yipee!

This was my first time ever celebrating Canada Day. I didn’t want to admit to myself what a great time I was having. I was part of a human flag! Do you know what that is? It’s pretty self explanatory, but I imagine all of my readers to be complete idiots. Here’s a picture of what I was a part of.

Isn’t that cool? Aren’t you jealous? I was in the Maple Leaf part of the flag. That’s the best part. Who wants to be the boring old white part? Or the red stripes on the side? The Canadian flag is a pretty lazy design when you think of it. Obviously not as lazy as say, the Japanese flag, but you catch my drift.

After that we meandered down to the food pavilion. Mainly because I kept talking about how hungry I was. There were a series of food tents of all different ethnic delicacies. Of course Paul and I opted for the Jewish Community Center’s stand. We each got a huge kosher hot dog. We were eying the blintzes, but we didn’t want to be complete fatties, so we walked away. Quietly sobbing to ourselves.

Later on we had a BBQ and played with our friend’s kids and dog. I’m forever entertained by dogs. They never get old. Well, technically they DO get old, but you know what I mean.

Speaking of things that don’t get old–the fireworks at night were awesome. How are fireworks so cool? It’s literally fire being shot into the sky. We see them at least once a year, yet they are always awesome. They were displayed over the harbor and everyone around us was drunk and singing O Canada. It was a night to remember for sure.

Thanks, Canada. Here’s to many more Canada Days to come!

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Oh. Canada.

Our hearts are actually in the middle of our chests. BUT OKAY.

When I went to was forced to go to a hockey game on Wednesday, I took notice of their national anthem, O Canada.

Canadians don’t put their hands over their hearts when they sing. This made me sad. It reminded me of middle school and high school when people didn’t stand up to stay the pledge of allegiance because they didn’t like the phrase “One nation under God.” Ya know what, if you don’t like it, how about you move to a different country. No one will miss you. How hard is it to stand up and say a 10 second pledge? In 6th grade I had to memorize the pledge in Latin–worst week of my life.

If you are not familiar with the lyrics to O Canada, here they are:

O Canada! Our home and native land! True patriot love in all thy sons command.

With glowing hearts we see thee rise, the True North strong and free.

From far and wide, O Canada we stand on guard for thee.

God keep our land glorious and free! O Canada we stand on guard for thee.

O Canada we stand on guard for thee.

It’s simple, but it works. I feel like the Star Spangled Banner paints more of a vivid picture, but O Canada has some sweetness to it. I like that they mention glowing hearts because it reminds me of E.T. If all Canadians were like E.T. I would have no complaints. And its nice that Canadians will stand on guard for their land. In fact, they say that 3 times so I guess they’re super serious about it.

The Star Spangled Banner on the other hand, has 4 verses. I have to roll my eyes at that. Like, okay we get it, America is awesome. The anthem isn’t really about America in most of it. Its about the civil war (edit: it’s about the war of 1812 actually. I am retarded and lazy so I didn’t research correctly.):

On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep, where the foe’s haughty host in dead silence reposes, what is that which the breeze o’er the towering steep, as it fitfully blows half conceals, half discloses.

That doesn’t make me think of my country. That makes me think of a Disney song. I dread the day that I have to sing all 4 verses of the national anthem.

I feel really weird listening to Canada’s anthem for some reason. It makes me feel so out of place. Maybe because I haven’t memorized it yet or maybe its just because a bunch of Canadians are standing around me grinning their weird Canadian grins.

Final note: They also have a French version of their anthem. Ugh.