Canada Day, eh?
The first long weekend of the summer arrives finally. This is the weekend that will make you feel like you live in one of those perfect lifestyle blogs,or a beer commercial. Heat, humidity, ice cold beer, barbecues and jumping in the lake.
What the beer commercials and beautiful blogs don’t tell you is that you will scream when you hit the water because Ontario lakes are still icy cold.
You take one swim and head back to the cottage for a shower and dry clothes. The kids swim as much as they can, popping up onto the dock with their Skinny arms wrapped tightly around themselves as they dance the drops off their bathing suits, blue lips and chattering teeth begging for a towel. A quick time out cuddled in a blanket, sitting in the hot sun and “splash” they can’t resist and have jumped in again – another wet towel abandoned for a grown up to drape over the back of an adirondack chair.
Maybe you head deep into the city for the celebrations, escaping the heat of your home to wade into a sea of people, watching concerts, eating street food, oohing and aahing at the fireworks. A hard summer rain at evenings end has you shedding your shoes and sitting drenched and steamy on a bus ride home to a warm shower and cool drink to top off your day.
Or the neighborhood street party, the guy who lives beside the red brick house has a band, the street is cordoned off, everyone has cooked and contributed. All the picnic tables and lawn chairs are in the street, the kids dash in and out of each other’s houses, doors slamming, the adults are all on the street, sharing stories, laughing, “it was a long winter, wasn’t it”. Burgers and hot dogs, salads and chips, dinner is served. The music rocks the neighborhood again, the kids dance and so do some of the parents. Someone hands out sparklers purchased at the corner store and the kids run around fueled by lemonade, pop, ice cream and chips. They didn’t bother to eat the burger served on a paper plate. Then fireworks and then the noise dies down, kids are corralled and put sticky and stinky right in their beds, the band strikes their makeshift stage and a few moms and dads stay sitting outside, chairs in a circle, bottle of wine propped against the leg of the lawn chair for easy access and they chat long into the night.
However you celebrate, Happy Canada Day Weekend from us.