O Canananananada

The GG took this pic of Canananada while hiking the Minnesota/Ontario border part of the North Country Trail. I want to make the yellow trees be tamarack/larch but I think they are more likely maple, etc., given the season. Trees are not really changing yet here on the Planet Ann Arbor and it is 70-something today so I am hanging out in the back yard between my work day and my leftover dinner.

I seem to remember O Canada from when I was a kid but (again) I’m not sure I have an accurate history of Canadian independence from the British crown and Canadian national anthems. I suppose I could look it up but not right now because after yet another day of archaeological digging through crappy old-skool javascript and antique functional specifications, my analytical brain is FRIED. And I am a terrible historian from the getgo.

I was laughing to myself talking to last night’s visiting beach urchin. In SOME ways, my kiddos have grown up just like me although they are definitely unique people with their own talents. Although neither of them have a formal techie-type education (I don’t either except for community college classes in my 50s), they manage to be able to mastermind technical “stuff”, i.e., spreadsheets and whatever other systems they need to use at their work. I can only guess that they thought I was a totally uncool nerd when they were teenagers. On the other hand, they didn’t seem to mind too much that I spent their teenage years hanging around managing the actors guild they were involved in. They learned a lot from that guild and so did I. I’m reading a book now (Firefly Lane) where there is a toxic mom/daughter relationship going on (and on and on and on and on). I did NOT have that kind of thing with either of my then-teen daughters aside from an occasional short-lived blow-up. Actually, as I remember it, my daughters were very responsible and were trusted by other kids’ parents. THANKS!

Finally, the next season 5 episode of Handmaid’s Tale dropped this morning and you know I watched it after today’s archaeological dig work this afternoon. One of the Hulu ads chilled me to the bone. It’s probably time I upgrade my iPhone but I HOPE I can turn off the “feature” that calls 911 if I hit something. Cygnus has collision alert technology and that’s fine except that if I don’t remember to turn it off (it’s opt-out, not opt-in), it freaks out and stops my car when I back up close to TALL GRASS or MULLEIN PLANTS! I do not need 911 for those types of collisions 🤪🤪🤪

I had so much fun with my daughter who did an overnight here last night. I guess she’ll be back since she left her ‘poon here, the one I washed and hid in the dish drainer this morning 😉

2 Responses to “O Canananananada”

  1. Margaret Says:

    I had some tumultuous times with both teenage daughters during different times. Ashley’s was when she got a boyfriend her junior year and wanted to spend too much time with him–didn’t give me the time of day back then. Still a 4.0 award winning student, artist and dancer though. Alison waited until senior year to want to be a Mormon. (we didn’t want that!) She was a 3.9 gymnast/musician and also a great kid. But both had their awkward stages.

  2. Jay Says:

    I vaguely remember the new Canada flag being introduced, and can sing along with the new national anthem. But I don’t have specific memories of when and how.