Here’s a list of places I’ve lived. Since people don’t seem to know:
Etobicoke (before it was Toronto) – Suburban
Rexdale (also before it was Toronto) – Suburban
Woodbridge (aka Vaughan) – Suburban
Brampton – Rural
Orangeville – Suburban (this is a weird one though, as it was a subdivision kind of in the middle of nowhere)
Bolton – Suburban
Mississauga – Urban (basement apartment, near Sq 1)
Mississauga – Urban (apartment, south end)
Mississauga – Suburban (house, north end)
Hamilton – Urban (feels suburban sometimes though, east end)
I love living in the country (like, 30 minutes from stuff, not deep country), but I also love urban. What I don’t love is suburban. Living in Mississauga was not for me. I know a lot of folks that just love it, but Mississauga is hella boring.
Played a show at the The Casbah this weekend. First gig in FOREVER. Part of what I like about living in Hamilton is there’s a scene here, you know? Like, people play music and other people go to hear them play music.
I should have bought a house here 5 years ago. Seriously. The price almost makes a commute worth it.
Felt like I was the only one who got the Westworld sermon illustration. Thought there were more people into that show? Or is it just me?
Making friends as an adult is hard.
I’m sick to death of plodding singer songwriters. Like, we have hooks for a reason, use them every once in a while. Otherwise everything ends up sounding exactly the same.
Sad to find out that people you know haven’t vaccinated their kids. I understand the left has their crazy anti-intellectual things like anti-vaxxers, and I know the arguments don’t really work because people have integrated these things into their sociopolitical identities… but that doesn’t mean I don’t lose some respect. We have 70+ years of concrete evidence that vaccinations work, that they save millions of children’s lives. The fact that you don’t see polio around anymore is a testament to that fact. Enough people stop vaccinating though… you’ll get to witness the horrors of polio firsthand at which point it’s a bit too late.
Laura texts me when she wants me to put laundry in the dryer. Technology is weird.
In the Reformed Church we never celebrated the Christian Year in any form. I wonder why that is. Perhaps it’s too Roman Catholic? In any case it feels like something I missed out on.
Speaking of things I missed out on, I took a picture of Audrey’s locker at school the other day and felt oddly emotional about it. Being homeschooled I never got the experience of going to school, having a locker, any of that stuff. It’s like I miss something I never had.
Baby # 2 (currently baking) has an intact spine and internal bits. This is good! There were some tests done that indicated a risk of spina bifida. I’m very thankful for socialized medicine right now, too — this situation in a less civilized country would be an absolutely crushing financial blow.