O Canada!

Check out the pervert who drives the jaws of life. In this country, when it rains, everything stops and that includes the workers fixing and building the roads. When I got home from school today, I caught this guy flipping through a porno magazine and lounging in the Catepillar outside of my apartment. I was soaked through and through, but he was nice and comfortable with his porn sheltered from the rain. I took the pic when as he was going across the street to dump the magazine in the trash.

Perv.



These power vehicles have become permanent fixtures on my block and lord knows when they are going to finally finish fixing the roads. It's getting to be a little annoying leaving my apartment in the morning and playing a game of chess with them. I move one step to the right and one of the cranes comes backwards with a load of gravel, so I move two steps to the right to avoid getting run over. This morning, the foreman of the job told me that I had to cross the street because it wasn't safe.

Ummm, that's what I was trying to do, but they didn't leave me any room to get out of the apartment building.

I'm looking forward to coming to the States for Pesach. It will be really nice to wake up one more without the sound of drilling and gravel being dumped into large piles on the corner.



So, remember how much I complained about the boots and the rain in this country. My feet were soaked a few months ago through my boots and I spent the day sitting in class absolutely freezing. Well, when I was in the States in February, I went to Lord and Taylor and asked the shoe salesman for the best pair of boots that are water resistent. He told me that these were a great pair from Canada that have already been pretreated. I trusted him and plunked down the extra cash for these boots.

Today I gave them a bit of a testdrive as the rain came down in sheets when Philosophy class was over. Fortunately, Tobye offered to give me a ride all the way to my block so I only had to walk with her across campus and through the parking lot to her car. Yeah, my clothing and knapsac were completely soaked and the bottoms of my jeans are full of water, mud and sand. But the most important part people is that my feet stayed DRY!

God BLESS Canadian shoes! I am a very, very happy gal.

Of course, as soon as I got home I stripped and got into a nice, warm sweatsuit because the only thing worse than wet jeans is wet underpants. With a steaming hot mug of tea, I thought about class today and just warmed up to the rest of the items on my to-do list.

The broccoli for the broccoli kugel is cooking on the stove and I'm getting ready to put the kugel into the oven. After I make the kugel I'm going to make a batch of Shulamit's blondies for Buggy to eat for kiddish this shabbos morning. I don't have any dark chocolate chips but I do have white ones so those will have to do. Since Pesach is literally around the corner, I want to use up what I have before buying new. The menu for Shabbos is actually an opportunity for me to clean house.

Friday night is going to be a new soup recipe I'm trying from the Kosher By Design: Short on Time cookbook, sweet chili sauce pargiot, wildrice with slivered almonds and craisins, Terra Chip Salad, broccoli kugel, and fruit for dessert. Shabbos day is going to be leftover broccoli kugel, macaroni and meat, leftover pargiot, a TBD salad and fruit for dessert. I'm hoping to not have to spend a ton of time in the kitchen today and tomorrow, especially since I want to hit the gym and do my laundry tomorrow too.

I have to remember to ask Buggy to bring Challah from Jerusalem and I have plenty of wine so we should be all set for Shabbos. I'm really, really looking forward to just the two of us, especially since next week I'll be back at his folks for the weekend.

Oh well, we'll figure it all out.

OK - I'm off to finish the kugel and start the blondies. Literature of the day is The Magic Barrel by Bernard Malamud.