Happy Canada Day!

Yes, 'tis July 1 tomorrow. The day of Canucks. We will be saying aboot all day. Each sentence will be followed by, eh? A grand time will be had by all. Beer will flow (not at my house, mind, only milk flows at my house). Life will be all maple leafy.

Ahh, Chinese buffets!

Arthur and I went to Mandarin Palace for our anniversary/father's day dinner. Oh, the food. I mean literally there are troughs of the stuff. Arthur likes the seafood and this is the only place where he can have lots of it and I can have something else. We got to sit in the room with a little pond and huge golden carp or some other fish swimming in it. It was nice. I got to piggy out on dumplings and chocolate dipped strawberries that I love so much. It was good.

I got a carved elephant that totally rocks as a present. It's been a good three years. :)

Bleah.

All is not well in pengirl's world. Fierce Project Managers are breathing down her neck and tearing at her rear end, demanding nearly impossible editing tasks. Hours long commutes in the rain, on smelly buses and subways are zapping her energy. Adorable 18 month olds who do not want to fall asleep on time are eliminating her free time. Disheartened and tired husbands are moody and silent. OK, I exaggerate slightly, but only slightly. Not enough hours in a day? TELL me about it!