A beef-raised prairie girl moves to East Coast Canada. Just what was she thinking?
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Sail Away
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Facelift
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Time Warp
Tall Ships Nova Scotia - Parade of Sail 2009
Friday, July 24, 2009
Stone Cold
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Carnivale
On Saturday July 11 my Daddy and I headed to the Pictou Lobster Carnival - my mom stayed at home because she wasn't feeling well. It was a damned hot day - I got another layer set in on my tan and think I was suffering from mild heat stroke at the end of the carnival.
There was an exciting encounter between a lobster boat and a helicopter. It was a conflict between what I have come to refer to as Nova Scotia time (as in *not* on time) and military time (as in *precisely* on time) and a fundamental lack of communication between the two entities. I'll try to get that video uploaded if I can - it's pretty neat.
We also went to the Fishing Museum which was kind of neat - it was a history of the fishing in Pictou and the surrounding area.
I've also got some photos of the garden which is coming together nicely so I'll put those up in a day or so and we just went to the Parade of Sail in Halifax so I'll get those into an album as well.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
License to Thrill
I've been here just over 6 weeks and I hadn't made headway to getting my new license and registration for the truck because I was waiting for my name change certificate to come. I finally called last week to find out where it was.
Well, as with anything government there's just no way it can go smoothly. Apparently, besides almost naming me Tazmin Hart, the Registry also got my address wrong. I used to live at 1820 but he put 1802 so my mail went nowhere. It was not returned and they though that was odd. Ah innocent government employees who don't break the law perhaps don't realize that non-gov't employees don't give a rat's ass about tossing other people's mail.
So the Registry *finally* called to let me know to send a letter asking them to request a Legal Name Change Certificate from Vital Statistics on my behalf. I was starting to panic a little so today I decided to just go and get my new license anyway and hopefully I could get my truck registered in the next week or so rather than risk a ticket for driving an unregistered vehicle.
The only registry here is in a most ridiculous location but I found it easily thanks to my mom's directions. The parking lot was full to the brim and not surprisingly the waiting area was packed. I asked someone what number was up, she pointed - number 133. Ah well, I went to the number dispensing machine and was about to press the button when I noticed a ticket sitting on top of the machine. Thinking someone had just dumped it there as garbage I picked it up. 137. Hmmm. I doubled checked the number on the "Now Serving" board and it had just flipped to 134. Sweet.
I waited about 10 minutes and my number was called. I'm pretty sure there were some surprised people who'd been there longer than me. I sent a silent thanks to the person who got sick of waiting and instead of taking their number with them, they put it back on the ticket machine.
Turns out I could get everything I needed today. New driver's license, registration for the truck, and a new license plate. No more driving illegally.
Now I just have to get my insurance sorted, get the truck inspected and I'll be completely legal in this province. Then I just have to get all my documents changed over to my new last name. I bet that will be another round of fun and frustration with various institutions.
Monday, July 6, 2009
Tattoo
It's a military tattoo of company formations, marching, bands and extra-curricular performances. Something to be seen especially the massed pipes and drums ... stirring to your very soul.
Later they had a Jeep dis-assembling and re-assembling race. These guys literally disassembled a Jeep and re-assembled it in what was probably under 5 minutes. Granted the mechanics seemed a lot more simple than your modern car but it was cool just the same. At least in this race our side won.
The ended the performance with a general salute and all 2000 performers were on stage for it. Quite a spectacular sight. No photos of that - I was paying too much attention to take one. I did however, get a video of the Nova Scotia Massed Pipe & Drums which I'm pretty sure I'm not supposed to have but I like listening to it. Once I figure it out - if ever - how to get a video onto Youtube I'll put it up ...
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Wind at my Back
Or it can come down in what seems like a spray bottle set on mist. There is a regular rain with actual raindrops and whatnot but even then it's a warm rain. When Calgary rain hits your skin it's like an icicle of pain stabbing into your very bones. Don't miss that.
I have done some work in the garden. I got all my bushes for my garden at half price. It's only the beginning of July and yet things are going on sale. They must start their season much sooner than I'm used to. So I bought two rhododendrons, two more peonies, an elderberry, a tiger eye, two clematis, three sad but hopeful burning bushes, two hydrangeas, a very pretty dreamcatcher, a satin chocolate, and a little tiny bush who's name I can't remember. Why all bushes you ask? Well, because I also have the veggie garden I needed to be able to plant things that wouldn't cast large patches of shade over it. The only thing missing really is the stepping stones because right now it just looks like a bunch of little plants without any direction. Oh and some annuals in a window box in the wheel well of the trailer ...