Oh I vote every election.
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My riding has been conservative for decades, so I get to vote for whoever I want. Not that it matters. :\
I can't blow my nose at all. Some weird mental block. I sniffle incessantly and drive everyone nuts instead.
Thank you! I love yours. I want to make a fancier one like that eventually but I keep making clothes.
Going on Canadian TV and saying that "everything is up for negotiation" when it comes to what Canada is willing to discuss? And Barton just sits there saying "I have no opinion"?!
Maybe I'm turning into a conspiracy theorist but I feel like Trump and team have been making personal threats against our (Canadian) politicians. The way they come out of those "meetings that are better kept private" (paraphrasing Dominic LeBlanc) make me uncomfortable. Something feels off. Totally not unlikely that I'm just being paranoid, but idk. I wouldn't put it past Trump to operate like a mob boss.
I listened to a drunk Newfie (person from Newfoundland, Canada) give a speech once. I have no idea what he said. I heard they speak English there but I'm doubtful...
I know it's historical and all but I don't really care about losing a store I'll never be able to afford to shop in, anyway.
I know European Portuguese and Canadian French, but I'm not good at either.
Edit: I just remembered this youtube channel called Wikitongues. You can hear people speaking in all kinds of different languages and dialects. It's fascinating. I found a dialect of French that sounds like Portuguese and French combined.
Thrift stores are full of mason jars but it'll possibly cost you about the same or more than buying new ones.
I crocheted a flag blanket. It's not a cheap or easy solution but here's the pattern I followed if anyone is interested. I have no plans on selling any unless someone wants to pay me $500 (which I hiiiiiiiighly doubt).
Parenting reminds me of the abusive relationships I watched my mom and friends go through. Children scream at you and hit you and treat you like absolute shit, and then they turn around and lovebomb you by acting like the sweetest little angels. Never knew my coping mechanisms from my shitty childhood would be so helpful.