Thursday, November 22, 2012
He did go on about how the prime responsibility of the Queen/GG is to ensure that Canada always has a Prime M(onarch)inister. Care to debate the ghost of Eugene Forsey on that one Steve?
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Monday, March 9, 2009
I am off to the BC K2 Provincials with Hannah tomorrow. And regardless of the results, this ski racing season has delivered, once again, proof that being involved in competitive sports is great for the development of a child's self-confidence, maturity and so many other aspects of their lives.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Oh no. Not another tacky Christmas poem from the Watsons
We’ve had a Merry old time
Since our last Christmas rhyme.
And we hope the season finds you
Without A reason to feel blue.
So now, the Happy news let us relate
The activities old and New so great.
(Was there enough news in the Year
To do a whole page like this? – No fear).
Of all the well developed proclivities
Of our family towards outdoor activities,
From skiing to camping to hiking,
We really enjoyed our trips sea kayaking.
For the tenth anniversary of their wedding
Neil and Wanda to
We had so much fun travelling by kayak
We wanted the girls to try it when we got back.
So this summer we hopped in the car and
Headed to the west coast of
In the greater vicinity of Barkley Sound.
Where seals and Gray Whales abound.
Despite rookie mistakes somewhat humbling
We overcame all our beginner’s bumbling.
Due to our partnership with the family Wood.
Everything turned out as a dream vacation should.
If since the summer to us you’ve spoken
You’ll have heard of the group of islands Broken
Of all the stories with which our friends we regale
The most exciting is when we saw a Gray Whale.
One of the things our girls think mighty fine
Is anything slightly related to matters equine.
What we refer to, I’m sure you know this of course,
Is that Heather has taken up riding a horse.
So now our dinner time back and forth banter
Is taken up by discussions on how to canter
And the topic that comes up second most
Is how to properly tack up and post.
A sure sign time continues its parade
Is that your baby begins the first grade
Into Hannah’s head Mrs. J has been feeding
The essentials of counting and reading.
This means, as you can plainly see,
That Heather is now in grade three.
She does the home work she oughter.
But she would rather read Harry Potter
Our dog has needed lots of veterinary care.
From hormones, to help a patch of missing hair,
To glaucoma and tendonitis of the shoulder
(Poor Kayla is getting a little bit older.)
Part of each of the girls’ birthday wishes
Was for their very own Siamese Fighting Fishes.
With names like Starfire and Moon you’d figure
These fishes would be an awful lot bigger.
To the workplace Wanda’s thoughts sometimes roam
During her first whole year full time at home.
But no job could provide such lovely pearls
As spending all this special time with her girls.
The latest from our downhill skiing scene
Is Heather’s success in Nancy Greene.
She has shown much courage and pluck
While learning to schuss and to tuck.
Not one to be happy with second place,
Hannah too will be putting on her race face.
She set joining Nancy Greene as one of her goals
In return for earning her first set of ski poles.
Wanda is planning a trip to
But of the slots she is planning to play nada.
This lady’s idea of hedonistic desert fun
Is doing her second marathon run.
In March we moved to our new home in Kelvin Grove
Which has an ensuite with fixtures coloured mauve.
The need for renovations really started to peak
Once we found out the bathroom had a leak.
Wanda puts up with my rhymes somewhat punny
But doesn’t think the previous stanza at all funny.
But our house purchase will again seem sunny
Given the judicious application of lots of money.
We would like to end with a sentiment already told
By words previously outlined to you in letters bold.
And wish you on the eve of the millennium’s first year
A Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
We don’t mean to make your Christmas blue,
But we wanted to update you on our 2002.
And we hope this annual spam
Won’t automatically end up in the garbage can.
There isn’t enough room for us to sing
The praises of a Disney World trip this spring
But everyone’s demands keep mountin’
To tell of our ride on
You see Granny Audrey is tough to scare.
You see Granny Audrey is tough to scare.
Unless she thinks you plan to muss her hair.
And her tongue really started to lash
When she saw why the mountain is called Splash
The next week, if you please,
Was spent in the
Some might prefer to have gone golfin’,
But we went swimming with dolphins.
Here, about Neil’s knee, is the skinny.
He was in the clear to ski, play tennis and shinny
Since all this hasn’t changed his ability to skate.
Perhaps at hockey he isn’t all that great.
Here is a story you’ll really like.
Wanda took a course on how to mountain bike.
While it did clear up some downhill confusions.
Several falls resulted in magnificent contusions.
You must know of Kayla our loveable mutt.
Well, her hair hasn’t come back since her spring cut
So that people don’t think we are Samoyed owners careless.
We tell them her breed is Siberian Hairless.
Glub, glub, glub.
The girls have joined a swim club.
Now their breast and back stroke
Are nothing of which to joke.
Once again we went to the coast
Where we enjoy our vacations the most.
The island called Saltspring
Is the latest for which we have a thing.
Heather is fast approaching 5 feet.
Which is really quite neat.
But as she grows and grows
She has begun to wear Mum’s clothes.
Hannah has really begun to flower.
As she reads Harry Potter by the hour.
Soon she too will start to probe
The depths of Wanda’s wardrobe.
As you may very well know
Fernie has next to no snow.
Let’s cheer on the coming of the Grizz,
And hope he hasn’t lost his fizz.
Well that’s the end of our Christmas epistle.
And you probably want to whistle
On reaching the end of his literary gristle
And news of all the Watson drivel.