Pass the Syrup, Milord

Yesterday was Sunday, which meant that Chris' team had a hockey game in the morning. Unfortunately, when I turned up at his mother's house to take him she told me that he wasn't going. My parents had come in from Cobourg (about a ninety minute drive) to watch, which meant that they and I were very disappointed in him... For me it's not about hockey. It's about learning to be part of a team, trying to improve himself, and hopefully making some friends along the way. Sigh.

Later in the day Sheryl and I drove out to the Horseshoe Resort to go cross-country skiing. Sheryl has decided to try embracing winter. I rented skis for us both, signed her up for a lesson (I tagged along and learned something too) and then we spend an wonderful sunny-but-cold hour on the resorts trails. While she enjoyed the apres ski I took another turn on a harder trail. Good fun, but we both have sore legs today.

In between though my parents and I caught up over breakfast at the Golden Griddle (Canada's version of the IHOP for my American readers). Who was at the table beside us with his grandchildren? Lord Kenneth Thomson! Yes, he's an actual British Lord. Yes, he's the guy who donated over $300 million in art to the Art Gallery of Ontario in 2002. Yes, he was enjoying the $11 all-you-can-eat buffet.

Listening to: Hell Yes by Beck from Guero.