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It was the best of times…

Sunday, August 10th, 2008

It was the worst of times.

At least that’s how I saw our last week in Niagara On The Lake.

The best of times?

1. The play, “Belle Moral: A Natural History”, written by Ann-Marie “Fall On Your Knees” MacDonald. Brilliantly written and performed. Everything from a discussion on eugenics to glimpsing the freckly bottom of a leading man.

2. Discovering the Marynissen winery – particularly the 2004 Cabernet Merlot. As good as it is inexpensive.

3. A house 10 minutes walk (and walk we did) from the main street, where my kids became intimate acquaintances of most of the shopkeepers, and the flowers lining the street are beautiful.

The worst of times?

1. Three out of the four kids vomited. Enough said.

2. The 70′s movie of Niagara Falls, at the Imax. Full price. Less than an hour long and about as entertaining as a “CBC Hinterland Who’s Who” segment. With worse music.

3. The food at Marineland. Aren’t we all fat enough? (Sadly, came AFTER most of the vomiting.)

The week long holiday is over – back to work this week – until Friday when we hit yet another OPC. I’ve already packed the Gravol.

A Double Life

Tuesday, June 10th, 2008

Mostly my schedule is full of all of the things a typical Mom of four finds her time filled with. Exciting, exciting things like track meets, hockey games, soccer practices, violin lessons, (hey even a teenage driving test), blah blah blah. But last week I got to put on my writer hat and visit Niagara-on-the-Lake to review the play “The Stepmother”. Awesome. Not just the play, but getting out and being an adult with a close friend. A few cocktails, a matinee and a quiet dinner withOUT our combined 7 children…what could be better. We almost ran away entirely.

We couldn’t decide where to go for dinner, and indicated to an older lady that we would just ask a concierge, meaning we’d barge into a fancy hotel and get some free advice. But she said “Oh you brought your own concierge? How nice.” As if…but it was nice to dream for a minute (until my daughter called me complaining about her brother hogging the television and insisting on my coming home early to practice parallel parking). Find your dream minutes – that’s all they last.

My review of the play, and my day in NOTL will be published in a summer edition of The Good Life magazine, out locally in Mississauga and Oakville, but available online on my website “articles” section as well.