Month: September 2021

It’s starting to get chilly here. We’re fine as we do have a furnace but going out is a bit daunting especially with all the wind and rain.

I can’t believe it’s only four more days before we go back to Mexico. Where did this year go? On the other hand, with Covid and the fires, I’ll be happy to see it done with.

We’ve had a good summer season here, we love Canada but not the winters, so getting away again is great. Now, reverse that for Mexico. We love it there but don’t like the summer heat so coming back here is also great. What a life!

The problems with the trailer were finally sorted out. The two young guys who did the final work should have been sent the first time and we wouldn’t have had nearly the trouble that we did have. We’ll miss it though as it did give us a few laughs. One time, I turned on one light in the loft, another started to flash and our bedroom furnace came on; great entertainment. Oh! and then we get a recall notice, the propane regulator needs to be replaced.

I’ve finished the picnic table, it looks great. There was a bit of a mystery though. I decided to put the legs on concrete blocks so went to to the lumber yard and bought twelve of them. As I was starting to finish the last few legs I noticed that I was one block short. Rosalie and I looked everywhere for it but to no avail. Luckily I had one on the water feature I was building so borrowed it.

The garden was a mixed bag this year. I had great success with the tomatoes and jalapeños but the rest was disappointing. It was my first year with this soil so I’m not too upset. I’ve added a whole lot of compost so I think it will be better next spring.

The Melaque party was a great success. We had thirty-two people and a great time was had by all. We have also had a lot of people drop by for happy-hour, as well as us dropping by their places.

As of now, it’s work time. We have to winterize and close up for the season. The last day will be the busiest as we can’t do things like empty the tanks or cut off water and propane until the last minute; and of course, all the other minor things that need to be done.

There is also the annual packing challenge. I take things out of the case and Rosalie waits until I’m not looking and puts them back in again. That’s why our carry-ons weigh sixty pounds each.

Next blog from Mexico. Yeah!!

Who the hell do we vote for!

After watching the latest debate I broke it down into three categories: Trudeau and O’Toole: Same old, same old, promises, promises. There were the NDP and Greens who were more in favour of taking from the rich and giving to the poor. Then there was the Bloc Quebecois who has no idea what is going on.

And I have to vote for one of these fools! What a bunch of idiots. They act more like schoolchildren than adults.

I noticed that most of the people who presented questions were women. And they did a great job.

I lived in Nottingham, home of Robin Hood for a few years before coming to Canada and I do believe in robbing the rich to give to the poor; so I’m leaning more toward the Green and NDP. Although I think I may lean too far and fall asleep.

We went to vote early and had a few hassles. When we decided to stay at the campground all summer, we both needed to get new driver’s licenses. When I got mine I was told to use my physical address (Qualicum). but Rosalie was told to use our mailing address (Nanaimo). So, she was registered but I wasn’t. I still can’t get the smile off her face.

The people at the Rutherford advance voting station were really helpful and after Rosalie vouching for me I was allowed to vote. At the last minute, I decided on the Marxist Leninist party not realizing that it had nothing to do with John Lenon or the Beatles.

They say that the Chinese are influencing our elections. This was initiated by the Donald, who some of us know is an idiot. However, I for one, not wanting to take a chance wore my foil hat so that they can’t influence my vote.

These magic hats will be going on sale for $29.95 tax included or two for $60. I noticed that more than a few people at the polling station looked on with envy. One guy even asked where I got it and I proudly told him that it was hand-made by myself.

Rosalie by the way thinks I’m stark raving mad, but her vote may be compromised but not mine. I think we better get out of here pretty soon as I’m beginning to think she’s right.