I learned all about American history from watching Alvin and the Chipmunks [wiki]. Ya know the one where Theodore is studying for his exam and his brothers help him out by telling stories and re-enacting history?Yeah… Canadian Thanksgiving doesn’t involve pilgrims but it does involve turkey. Lots o’ turkey. This is John’s second Thanksgiving (Canadian style) so he decided to do a little write up about its history over on his site.

We’re still going to ‘celebrate’ American Thanksgiving at the end of November because really, any excuse for cooking a nice big meal and having some wine with my man is fine by me.Yesterday we had some adventures (as I wrote in my Metblogs post) then we went down to the Peace Arch [wiki]. It’s one of many Canadian/US Border crossings in the area but it’s right on the water. Since the park is officially a no-man’s land/owned by BOTH countries, John was able to walk over to the United States for the first time since he left it over a year ago now.

After that we headed for a family dinner and stuffed ourselves silly (especially with the blueberry pie that followed). Tonight we’re heading out to Surrey to be with my mom’s side of the family. With 5 kids under 6 years old and 12 adults, it should be an interesting night.

I’ve done a Metblogs post, one here, Laura covered the Amazing Race post, and the podcasts (RadioZoom & TheCrazyCanucks) are coming this week so I think this time spent checking in on my computer and online business has been well spent. Have a great holiday everyone, see you back at work tomorrow (boo!)

Rainy day in Vancouver, go figure. Annual average rainfall 1117.2 mm – so they say, but I don’t think it’s a mm past 1000. Jen and I love to walk in the rain – though I think she could stay out there all night and day, I prefer a long walk in the forest or even around the neighbourhood, then coming in to warm up with some hot chocolate. I could listen to the rain fall all night, I think it’s one of the most soothing sounds. That – and trains. For some reason I guess I’ve lived near trains my whole life. Even in Boston (Cambridge) I was close enough to the Charles and across it was a big train yard off Western Ave (I think).

About a week ago when Todd had his birthday I told him to make sure he put a candle in everything he ate that day e.g. the candle in the stack of pancakes courtesy of my mom on the morning of my birthday. But ya know sometimes the candle would get a lil melty and you’d have wax on your pancakes. He helped me come up with the idea of a BUTTER candle – it would just melt right in there – how COOL is THAT?

Oh but we didn’t stop there…ice cream candles for cakes, gravy candles for turkey dinners….I don’t think I would be exaggerating if I said that our brainstorms were nothing short of genius.