Happy Canadian Thanksgiving! (Emma Jane reports they do not eat seal, they do not allow Celine Dion to sing about hockey…it’s just pretty much like ours south of the border. Though it was fun to taunt her with the Dion comment).
Happy Rhinebeck week………oh, sob.
I am not going to Rhinebeck this year, since I am teaching in Toronto instead. This makes me sad. I love Rhinebeck. I love it. And this year’s featured breed is the Romney, one of my absolute favorites. Will someone take my place at the head of the fleece sale line? (C’mon Amy, do me proud. You can even repeat my Scottish sheep joke if you like).
I feel a little bit like this sheep in my 2003 Rhinebeck post: but Mom, I donwanna go to Canada, I wanna go to Rhinebeck!
Ok, enough wallowing in self pity. After all, there’s always the possibility the Canadians won’t let me in. Do you think they’re looking at place of residence when you cross the border these days? “No, ma’am, I’m sorry, but you live in Ohio, we can’t let you in. What if you overstay and miss the election? You live in a swing state. Now get back there and wait for November 4th.”
And with that it’s back to cleaning the house, hunting down my passport and hoping that the rest of you have fun without me.