My Winnipeg

The Atlantic Film Fest is on in Halifax right now. This Guy Maddin docu-fantasia is the best film Jeff and I have seen in years (best movie EVER according to Jeff). Check it out in your city, whatever city that may be.

Bouctouche, New Brunswick

Not so long ago, we went camping with some friends in Bouctouche NB. Bouctouche lies at the heart of the Acadian Coast. As far as we can tell, Bouctouche means something about goats and touching. The water here belongs to the Northumberland Strait, which explains why it is the warmest oceanic water north of Georgia (luke warm bath water and mini islands all over the place, neat).

Reclaim you city ... one lamp post at a time

Some vigilante has made John St a little bit greener - a great idea indeed (one I think Pumpkin should stealthily instigate in Regina).

Max Humidity

Being prairie gophers, we are still adjusting to the atlantic humidity. It makes hot hotter and cold colder. It makes everything in the house soggy - sheets, floors, kleenex boxes, fridge-bound grocery lists, etc. This wicker blind, that used to hang from our living room window, now sits in the alley waiting to be picked up on garbage day because it went rank moldy from the relentless humidity.

House in a Fort Night

Sorry for the lack of blogging lately - we have been busy with work, research, and all the company we've had this summer. Things have slowed down now that August is here. Stay tuned for the upcoming blog entries (that we plan to post this week) that will highlight Laura and Dakota's visit to Halifax and Deb, Lance, Wearn, and Kristen's visit as well. In the mean time, here are some pics of the fort we built on Friday night - the plan was to watch season 4 of House until the sun came up; sadly, we made it through 1.5 episodes and were fast asleep in the fort by 11:50pm. Miss you all. Hope your summers have been summer-liscious.

Cycle Sandwich

Our latest favorite thing to do in H-fry: Saturday nights (7-midnight) two dudes and one cycle delivery dude (the sandwich courier) hawk gourmet sammies out their home in the gritty north end. Meat-lovers and vegans can finally dine under the same moonlight/200 watt light of the discarded 1980s family-room lamp.












For $5 you can enjoy your sandwich in the ambient yard or have it delivered to you home at no extra charge. You can also purchase a bottle of homebrew for a donation (no set price).




The experience is alot like being Val Kilmer in The Doors, but with sandwiches.

While We Never Made it to the Bay of Fundy...

We did do a lot of other great things, including spending a ton of time with our newest cousin edition Charlie. Uncle Jim and Auntie Nancy and Charlie took Halifax by storm. Charlie went shopping (see pics below), went to Peggy's Cove, Mahone Bay, and Lunenburg. We had a great day filled with lunch, candy, ceramics, car-sickness (Meg, again), and lots of Nova Scotian ocean sights.








The next day, I thought it would be wicked to go to the Bay of Fundy as I hear the Bay of Fundy is wicked. Turns out we never actually made it to the Bay. Instead, I had us drive around the Glascoop Trail and although it was great scenery for the first 20km, the last 60km of the same thing tuckered everyone out. Here's to adventures.


The trip ended with strolling tours around the city.


Oh, Jim hates white things in his Lobster. On the other hand, Nancy down right loves the stuff. I had to keep slapping her hands away from my creepy crawler.