Welcome home and thanks for the snow

On Friday once again I returned back from an extended stay in sunny paradise to a 'welcome home' snowstorm...not sure who planned that but it made for quite a turbulent and unpleasant flight! I had such a great time with my family and the tropical weather was also pretty nice!

So after a week of sunning, spa-ing, dining, shopping and visiting (pretty much feeling like I was in a week long music video) it's back to reality…yuck. I'm not exactly sure what's happening with the weather but the snow banks on either side of our driveway are so high I can't see if any cars are coming when I back out onto the road. This is getting ridiculous. I signed up for Toronto not Antarctica. In any case I'm looking forward to spring!

On a random note there is something that I saw on television today that I found pretty disturbing. It was a commercial to ensure parents encourage their kids to become more active or they could age faster than normal. Okay - I understand this…However, the commercial showed four 8 year old kids in a nursing home pretending to be seniors playing bingo when one stands up and says "I gotta go...hemorrhoids”… wait a second – did that kid just say hemorrhoids??!! Forget the child obesity for a second - I'm more concerned with the crazed parents that actually let their kids participate in such commercials. I bet this kid has been getting made fun of more than William Hung after his American Idol ‘she bangs’ performance. Not to mention the poor little 11 year old bugger that's on the commercial letting us know he can’t stop wetting the bed. Wake up people – obese children are not the issue – it’s the kooky parents who want to make a buck and would sacrifice their kids to do so. I expressed my concern over this with Jimmy and while talking about random concerns he wanted me to address the crazy folk that go to Sherway to sleep in the leather chairs in the middle of the mall...not just naps...full out drooling sleep....I think that's another entry all together.

PS: You often hear of people being in 'the wrong place at the wrong time' but no situation could be as bad as the one my poor little rooster friend got himself into. We were downtown in Cayman when we came across this unfortunate and confused chicken right in front of the doors to KFC! I had to snap a picture. Poor little guy...danger: run away!

PPS: I almost forgot to report that the sites on the beach last week were even worse this trip! Talk about 'beach no-no's'... these are more like 'beach definitely don't and if you do try and do it when it's dark'. I take responsibility for this unfortunate display - I don't think I wrote my 'when bad bathing suits happen to good people' entry soon enough. Take a look - you can click the image to enlarge but I don't recommend it... do it at your own risk*.

I have named each picture:

Picture 1- 'Matchy, matchy' - from the hats to the shorts to the tatoos it's like I'm seeing double.

Picture 2 - I simply call 'Initiation' - I sort of feel like it might be the first speedo he's ever purchased. Well sir, it's too small. Also, if you enlarge the photo you might see he should perhaps look into one of George Constanza's 'BRO' inventions...if I may be so bold.

Picture 3 - I call 'Sweatin to the oldies' - the reason: because you know he's listening to it on those ancient headphones. Also, Richard Simmons shorts - hello??!! I wonder if he has a watch tan?

* My Aquarium is not responsible for any long term or permanent mental or physical distress these pictures may cause