I mix politics and religion. I vote at the advance polls, then head to the Good Friday procession on College Street. I will be in New York City for Election Day but am a firm believer in exercising my right to vote. A few years ago, I had just moved and was not registered to vote, I searched for my polling station, went through the lengthy registration process, then purposefully spoiled my vote.
The neighbourhood is quiet but for the huge gathering of basket toting kids in pastels. The largest egg hunt in the city takes place on Centre Island. This is only Good Friday, but the lines are long. I assume that the hunt organizers cashes in running the event throughout the weekend. I only observe from afar. Instead, I head for the other, slightly less pagan, Good Friday gathering.
More prominent people are doing likewise--mixing politics and religion: Jack Layton, the leader of the national NDP party and his MP wife, Olivia Chow, are marching among the devout, along with local Liberal MP, Mario Silva. Inadvertently, I appear as an Olivia Chow supporter with my orange glasses and orange gloves.
Rosemary comes over to make frozen yogurt--quick, fun, tasty. I am tempted to get an ice cream maker now, but only if renovations afford me more cupboard space. Yummy: home made frozen yogurt/ice cream with waffles (my waffle iron being the other appliance that I refuse to give up). I could give up one of my 10 cutting boards... okay, maybe I do have a problem with too much kitchen ware.
We reorganize the few pieces of furniture left. I now have a makeshift dining table. I like the new arrangement. Given how my life revolves around food, we toy with the idea of just putting a large dining table and not having a couch. Some food for thought (no pun intended...). My dining table does get much use.
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