Or St. Jean Baptiste Day, or the Fête nationale du Québec if you prefer! I may celebrate with poutine. Other than that, it's a slow news day and I need to get out of my pajamas and into the shower.
I notice I don't get as many comments when I upload cute and cuddly animal photos, so today I bring you weirdness from our cross-Canada drive last year (the quasi-epic move from BC to QC, which was not quite as epic as the move from NS to BC in 2003!)
Here is my interesting portrait of my long-suffering husband, known in French as "Pauvre Gordon" ("poor Gordon"):
Here is my foot, resplendent yet in need of a manicure (which I got when we finally arrived at the Four Points Sheraton in Gatineau, Quebec), on the dashboard as we entered Cypress County, Alberta:
And here is what we saw a LOT of last August: bugs meeting their messy and sudden end on our not only our windshield, but every portion of our car:
Excuse me, there is a cuppa tea out there with my name on it.