Winter Solstice Whine

Last night was the Festival of Lights in Kensington Market.  It was the oddest solstice for us.  Perhaps the one that most embodied the Winter Solstice as the darkest day of the year.

Nothing really bad happen, just enough little stuff to take the shine off my tinsel.

Continue reading my solstice whine…  Or just skip it and tell me something lovely that happened in your day!

p.s. was kind enough to let me use the photo on the left from last night’s procession.  The ribbons in the bottom centre of the photo are
attached to my hat as I walk away drumming my little drum pra-rum-pa-pa-pum on my drum.

As I was leaving the house, I found a woman at our door asking if she could leave her chair in our building.  I said “No. I don’t know you” She explained that she lived down the street (I assume at one of the assisted housing places by how she said it) and that I could call them.  I repeated “No. I’m sorry but I don’t know you”   She started muttering, picked up her chair and walked away, her muttering getting louder and louder until she was yelling “You should be here to help us, not make it harder” and “Give me your name. Mark my words, you’ll lose your job tomorrow!”  I didn’t realized until this point that she must have thought she was at another assisted housing building or something.  And she was gone.

We were joined by Mamc & Blake for the parade.  I wasn’t going to bring my camera because last year it got in the way of my participating a bit… and I didn’t want that this year.  But I brought it anyway.  Mamc took photos ’til the battery ran out.

About half way through the parade I got cramps and needed advil and plenty of it. By the time we got to the park, I was done.  We packed it in and headed home.

“No problem, we’ll just order in” – we phoned for delivery and phoned and phoned and phoned – no answer.  So we picked another spot.  Same thing.  After about 10 minutes of this, we tried a third place which is just at the foot of our street.  It took them 40 minutes to bring us food.

We went to bed and slept through the rest of the solstice.  That worked.

Alexa Clark

Alexa is a digital marketer and author with over 20 years in digital & interactive communications in the food and tech industries. Alexa's CheapEats Restaurant Guides, for both Toronto & Ottawa, were Canadian best sellers. She is a recognized authority on social media and has been named one of Canada's 20 Leading Women in Social Media.

One thought on “Winter Solstice Whine

  • December 23, 2006 at 12:28 am

    Happy Solstice! If it’s any consolation, at least you went out and tried to have an experience. We stayed in and did squat and sent our cabin boys out for buns from the Chinese bakery. We’re such losers . . .


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