Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Upcoming Social Event

The Locust got his first speeding ticket on the weekend; he is embarrassed at how slow he was driving the bike when he was pulled over doing 57k. But, as the speed limit is only 35k, he was going 22k over the speed limit at the time. Personally, I'm amazed it took this long for him to get a speeding ticket!

What will be fun is the trip to traffic court in April; there are no set fines for going this fast over the limit, the guilty must go to traffic court and plead ones case to the judge. Traffic court in this fantasy island is a social event - the excuses given to justify all manner of traffic crimes are hilarious and of course, everyone knows everyone. Lots of catching up with how everyone's mama's doing.

The Locust will have to go to court in his school uniform which will add to the fun - there will be no pleading for time to pay when the judge sees he goes to "that snotty private school".

I reminded him of the fact that he will be responsible for all traffic related fines - 22k over the speed limit should cost him about $350 US dollars. He may want to get a few more hours in at that part time job he's got!

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

The Players

Shakespeare famously noted that all the worlds a stage and we are merely players....

The recurring players in this narration :-

Kay - your narrator. An expatriate Canadian living and working in what many consider to be a sub tropical paradise.

The Locust - my 16 year old son. His life experience consists of living and growing in this fantasy land - he hasn't a clue whats out there in the real world.

The Bastard - ex husband and father of the Locust.

Ma - the narrator's mother. Retired, happy in her small town world.

Sister - Ran away 3,000 miles in the opposite direction from the homeland.

The Homeland - a small town in Southern Ontario from which the narrator ran many years ago

Monday, January 22, 2007

My "troubled" beginning...

My parents were teenagers - too embarrassed to stare down the beady eyed clerk in the pharmacy to purchase a package of condoms.

So they improvised.... with a red balloon.

Yes, I am a result of a slipped red balloon - its true, I'm serious!

& it only gets better from there!

Just what type of karma does one have when your the result of a slipped red balloon ?

Watch and learn from my life.......