Solitary Gloves

 There is something about being the parent of a young child who goes to a primary school: you end up finding lots and lots of lost clothes. Recently, for some reason, it has been gloves. A friend of Wolfie gave him out of the blue a single black glove, all old and worn out, not explaining the significance of this strange gesture. We still have it, not sure what to do with it. Last week when I picked him up for school, I found another glove on the school ground, not from the same pair. Apparently, it had been lying on the ground fora while as it was soaking wet and very dirty. I handed it to the head teacher. Not sure if it will find its owner, but who knows. Anyway, I just find it funny, finding all these solitary gloves all of a sudden.

L'escoufle sur son perchoir

Comme vous le savez peut-être, nous avons des milans royaux comme voisins ailés. Je les aime bien, ils sont jolis et c'est cool d'avoir des oiseaux de proie si visibles. Je les appelle de leur ancien nom français escoufle, parce que je trouve ça plus chantant. Il y en a un qui se perche souvent dans un arbre derrière notre jardin. J'essaie de le prendre en photo à chaque fois que je l'entends. Celle-ci a été prise il y a environ une semaine.

An Axe for January

 We are getting through the month very quickly, but I thought I would give you a reading suggestion. As you may know, I read "seasonally", by this I mean I try as much as possible to read books set during the time of year I am reading them. It's a method like any other to get through my reading list. Anyway, you probably know I love Ed McBain's 87th Precinct series. I try to read a novel of the series at least once every year. There is at least one of its novels set in January, titled Ax or Axe. Because someone gets murdered with an axe. If you think you need to fight gloom and doom with gloom and doom, as a sort of literary vaccine, this is for you. It's suitably dark and it's a short, gripping read.

Dites-le avec un bouquin

Bon ben, vraiment, une fête chasse l'autre: j'apprends via sur la page Facebook des Bouquinistes qu'ils préparent déjà la Saint-Valentin. Ils ont même changé leur photo de profil le 15 janvier pour celle-ci, avec des pétales de roses pour faire plus romantique. Je trouve ça un peu tôt, mais je vais quand même admettre qu'un livre est plus original que des chocolats ou des fleurs. Donner un bouquin, c'est toujours une belle preuve d'amour.

"Blue Monday"

As you may know, today is Blue Monday, allegedly the most depressing day of the year, although this is pure hoghwash. Most years, I don't care, for the reasons stated here. There are of course exception, such as last year's Blue Monday, which truly was depressing to me (and, I suspect, others too). But this year, that should not be the case. Because I'm still unemployed, for one. Also, because there is quite a lot of movement on the job front: recruiters and employers are calling me and I have some job prospects. Therefore I am in a fairly good mood. I quite like January, even in this country, I find Mondays more bearable when I don't have to go to work anyway, so... yeah. Happy "Blue Monday" to you, hoping it's not too blue.

Red Champagne pour tous

Chaque fois que je retourne au Saguenay, j'essaie de profiter des produits de la région, dont le Red Champagne.Pas tant que j'aime particulièrement son goût, mais parce que c'est un produit régional unique et difficile à trouver ailleurs. Lors de mon dernier séjour, j'en ai donc acheté une bouteille. J'ai dû partager son contenu avec ma mère, ma femme et... petit loup. Ils ont tous été curieux et ont tous aimé, plus que moi je dois dire. Morale de l'histoire: la vie est pleine de petites ironies.

Labyrinth (the board game)

You know I love board games, although I seldom play them anymore. Well, I Wolfie and I received at Christmas Labyrinth. I have been curious about it since childhood. It's a medieval fantasy themed game set in a maze, where the walls change. If you ever played it, tell me about your experience in the feedback. I think it will be great fun, and it might also give us some inspiration for future games in our D&Dr campaign.

Grand Marnier

Lors de notre dernier séjour chez mes parents, mon frère Andrew a trouvé une vieille, vieille, vieille bouteille de Grand Marnier. Je ne crois pas avoir jamais bu de Grand Marnier, cela dit je me rappelle de cette bouteille, très distinctive avec le sceau et le cordon rouges. Il datait de quelques décennies, mais les liqueurs sont encore bonnes après des années, alors mon petit frère l'a ouverte et a fait le service. Parce que j'étais encore un peu secoué par le décalage-horaire, je n'en ai pas bu. Grosse erreur. Je suis certain que c'était très bon. Jolie robe, dans tous les cas.

Papagena

January is the birthday month of Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart and it struck me that I haven't blogged about it yet this year. A shameful oversight, especially since I have so many great pictures from our holiday in Austria. I took this picture in a park in Salzburg. Because Mozart was born there, the whole city is very much haunted by Mozart's ghost, his loved ones, as well as the many characters of his operas. So yeah, there was a statue of Papagena from Die Zauberflöte. Of course, I had to accompany this post with the famous duet where she is featured, here sung by Elisabeth Boudreault (she is from Saguenay like me)and her fiancé Huw Montague Rendall. Aren't they cute together?

Les Bouquinistes (panoramique)

Photo prise sur la page Facebook des Bouquinistes, ils l'ont mise il y a quelques jours. Je suis encore triste de n'avoir pas pris le temps de visiter la librairie lors de mon dernier séjour. Je me rappelle encore quand elle faisait à peu près la moitié de ça, sinon moins.

The Traitors in a nutshell

 My wife has developed in recent year an addiction to the binge-watching reality TV The Traitors. The British version, but also its many other iterations, which she tries to watch wherever she can. She saw the Canadian one (English and French), the French one, the American one, what have you. She also discovered a number of fans of the series among the mothers in our son's school. So she was discussing it with other mums yesterday morning to others. One of the mums had not seen yet and asked what it was about. My wife explained that it was like psychological warfare on a daily basis, with traitors and faithfuls, manipulation from both sides, and so on. The other mother said: "Sounds like what I have everyday at home really." It made us all laugh and I think it deserves to be a great unknown line. On a side note, I don't watch it. I don't care at all about game shows.

Question existentielle (400)

 Première question existentielle de l'année. Première question existentielle depuis un bail, en fait:

-À partir de quel moment en janvier est-ce qu'on est de retour à la normale, au train-train quotidien?

Janus for January

 Iknow I blogged about the same topic, sharing the same image early this month. But I thought that, since we are now pass mid January, it was a nice opportunity to remind us that January is named after the Roman god Janus. He has two faces, one watching the past, the other the future. Since we are in the middle of the month, I can imagine him contemplating both times and well, wondering what the hell's going to happen next. If I was a believer, Janus would be the god I would pray to and make offering to these days.

Un pâté chinois... rond?

Lors de notre dernier repas au Québec, nous mangeons d'habitude au resto de la Microbrasserie Archibald, à l'aéroport. La dernière fois, j'ai essayé leur pâté chinois. Il est très rare que je commande quelque chose dans un restaurant que je peux très bien faire moi même à la maison, surtout quand c'est un met familial comme le pâté chinois. LE met, en fait, à faire soi-même. Mais j'étais curieux. Ils l'ont gentrifié, avec de la viande effilochée plutôt que hachée et un ketchup aux fruits en accompagnement. Oh, et ils l'ont fait rond, j'imagine que ça fait plus élégant. C'était très bien, surtout la viande, mais je crois que j'en fais un meilleur, même sans ketchup aux fruits.

Buffaloes and Westerns

I took this picture at a Smith and Western restaurant last year during a family gathering on my wife's side. This is one of these many nice props that makes the chain a truly imaginative experience for a child. Going there reminded me of my old childhood games, when we played cowboys. Buffaloes are a staple of westerns, they are one of the animals one associates with the Wild West and all its dangers. I'd go to a Buffalo Gap Hotel just for a drink (a shot of bourbon?) in its saloon. You?

Un autre matin de brouillard

Bon, nous avons très rarement de la neige ici, mais parfois nous avons du brouillard. Et quand nous en avons, ou quand nous avons de la brûme, c'est vraiment joli. C'est parfois même spectaculaire. C'était comme ça hier: une nappe épaisse de brouillard a comme enveloppé notre petite ville. C'était plein d'atmosphère. Le brouillard donne à tout un air surnaturel. J'ai pris le temps de le saisir avec une photo.

$500 on boots/books

I found this meme recently and it made me laugh, so I thought I would share it here. Funnily enough, I did spend good money recently on boots (although not quite that much) and I regret nothing, but yes, I could be wild enough to spend that much on books. Although I would probably need to go to the bookshop alone and hide my purchases once I get home, as my wife would be mental if she saw me with $500 (£250?) worth of books.

L'hiver vu de haut

 Photo prise quand dans l'avion qui nous menait à Montréal lors de notre dernier jour de vacances au Québec. L'image n'est pas géniale, mais c'est l'hiver vu de haut.

Douglas and Douglas Jr (Black Bears)

I don't know if you see them well on this picture, but these are the latest members of Wolfie's ever growing menagerie, bought at a Relay shop in Montreal. Douglas and Douglas Jr, black bears. They are of course father and son. I was not so sure about purchasing them, I suggested to buy just one, but Wolfie was adamant they were father and son and should not be separated. I could not fault this logic. In any case, they kept my son entertained during the flight and since then they barely left his sight when he is at home. For some reason, he got quite fond of them. And I love black bears, so I won't complain.

Des gaufres pour petit loup

Lors de notre dernier séjour au Québec, nous avons passé la nuit à Montréal. Notre premier déjeuner au Québec a donc été un déjeuner d'hôtel. Pour une raison quelconque, petit loup a choisi les gaufres. Les Anglais, selon mon expérience, trouvent que manger des gaufres au déjeuner a quelque chose d'exotique et d'extravagant, voire de décadent. C'est le cas de ma femme en tout cas. Elle et Wolfie vont presque toujours manger des gaufres s'il y en a dans le buffet ou au menu. J'ai tenté de lui convaincre que si on vivait au Québec, il en aurait souvent au déjeuner, avec des fruits et du vrai de vrai sirop d'érable. Je suis sans gêne aucune, mais je crois que Wolfie aimerait vraiment s'installer au Québec, rien que pour la bouffe. Et pour d'autres choses aussi, mais c'est une autre histoire.