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My children have super-sonic ears. They can't hear me call them when it's bedtime but they can hear the jingle of the ice cream truck from 3987 km away. They heard a faint jingle approximately 18 minutes before we saw the truck, and when it finally did appear the speed that they ran up to it could've rivaled any Olympic sprinter.
I have a love/hate relationship with the truck - the crazy prices and incessant music doesn't give me the warm fuzzies, but on the other hand the truck is a sure sign of summer and who doesn't have a fond memory of buying an overpriced popsicle when they were a kid? I always wonder how the driver of the truck feels at the end of the day - are their dreams filled with tinkling renditions of Home on the Range and La Cucaracha? Today I heard a particularly fetching version of O Christmas Tree cleverly disguised as a summer tune; you'd have to pay me a lot for that mental torment 8 hours a day!
So now that the ice cream truck has come and gone what is left to anticipate on this beautiful July day? Our annual Canada Day party (yesterday) is behind us and the weather was perfect, the company was fabulous and the maple leaves were bursting out of everyone. The cans are cleaned up and the deck hosed off so now it's time to sit and relax in the sun and contemplate absolutely nothing! Life is good.
Postal services - something we take for granted. The daily pick up of bills, flyers and magazines happens without us really ever thinking about it, and when it's suddenly taken away it's discombobulating! (Insert funny bobblehead here.) Canada Post is on strike, and has been for well over a week. At first I didn't think much about it as all of our bills are paid online or with automatic withdrawal. Not needing to sort through the 'junk' that inevitably comes each day was a little refreshing at first. As far as I was concerned nothing was coming in the mail that was too important to me until I remembered... passports! We renewed the kid's passports and are awaiting their arrival, which until this strike was a pretty straightforward process. We don't leave for about 6 weeks but who knows how long this strike will go on for? Then I started to think about how much mail is delivered to our house in a week and multiply that by millions of households and how are they going to deal with the backlog? I will not start to freak out until we are two weeks to departure… so let's hope it doesn't get to that point.
Purolater and FedEx must be making a mint, they probably love the strike! Me, not so much. Time to go chew my fingernails...
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