
It’s a quiet time. Monday night. After a hectic week, then an even more hectic weekend, I find myself sitting on Christine, my favorite chair, watching television with the sound off, and just mellowing out. Soon, I will be watching ‘Game of Thrones’ with Alex, but right now….it’s just little old me. It’s a perfect moment, really. Perfect enough that I decide to indulge in a treat that I haven’t had in a long time….Kraft caramels.
Can you picture it? It’s almost like a Grandma Moses painting. Serene, classic, calming…a slice of Canadiana, even though Grandma Moses was American. You can almost see the Canadian flag in the background, a beaver standing proud and strong, a moose paddling by. I’m almost crying with this description. And then, the swearing starts.
‘What is he talking about?’, you ask? How could I be swearing during this picture-perfect moment? Well, it’s not the moose…
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