We’re watching fireworks from a Fallsview hotel overlooking Niagara Falls and an impressive one shoots off across the night sky.
Hazel – it looks like fairy dust!
Me – it looks a ghost’s hand reaching out to grab you . . .
Sam – it looks like throw up.
Hmmm. Yeah, it does.
Our friend Sheridan gave us the book Z is for Zamboni as a Christmas present. Hazel is now a big fan of the Zamboni, Bobby Hull and Orr, the referee and especially the penalty box when we reach the letter T and point out that breaking the rules results in someone sitting in the timeout box . . .
