Brick house…

Frank says that he loves friends to drop by,

and that I still sound hesitant when I call to invite myself over…

He said,

It’s like you don’t know that you’re cemented in yet…

Please go into our fridge and help yourself,

that would make me feel good…

I decided to put our friendship to the ultimate test,

and showed up at Prudence and Frank’s door with Little Gem and Starshine,

at 7:55 pm Pacific Daylight Time,

and went straight for the GD clicker box,

just in time to see the season finale of Battle of the Blades,

and make them watch it against their will…

All in the name of pouring foundation…

I’d been going on to Frank and Pru about the competition,

the athletic integrity,

the heat,

the commitment to self-development,

the love child of hockey and figure skating…

But last night’s show went right off the rails…

How could I have predicted that spandex acid wash,

Christian family values,

and warming up the hockey wives were the cards that would be dealt in this full house???

Just when you think you’ve got Canadian television down,

it makes a radical shift…

Prudence would swear that she saw it all coming,

that I must have had blinders on my peripheral vision…

I’m willing to swallow that…

Last week while Little Gem and I were watching Claude and Shae-Lynn ice-dance a Hallelujah,

she remarked with seven year old insight,

If Claude’s wife is watching this I think she’s going to be VERY jealous…

Little Gem’s transpersonal knowing is rock solid across space and time…

You can always count on children to illuminate the invisible…

There have been many an occasion when I’ve wondered what’s going on here around married men,

and sure enough if I listen to their kids,

the answer gets thrown right on the sand,

with bull’s eye accuracy…

My neighbour’s son told me several years ago,

when he was six,

We call you Dad’s Second Wife at home…

And a little girl at the playground chirped,

while she was swinging on the monkey bars,

Are you Daddy’s girlfriend???

FYI: There is no getting out of jail for free card…

And my minimum requirements include a growth chart that is bigger than Luongo…

Growth that can’t be purchased at your neighbourhoood  7-11…

If you haven’t been out the door for at least seven years,

don’t have a clear and amicable relationship with your first wife,

and haven’t done your paper work,

then you should stay home,

and put all of that energy you’ve been misdirecting into fantasy,

towards figuring yourself out…

Grounding in the here and now…

The same goes for women…

If you’re looking to someone else to get you out of your conjugal hell,

then you’re only walking from one door of fire straight into another…

I see people doing it all the time,

and the effect on their children warrants a criminal sentence…

In my book anyone entering into a partnership should be prepared to be an equal provider…

But whether one meets the minimum requirements,

to be invited to parent someone else’s children is another matter…

This takes the capacity and experience of the tried and true,

and children are pretty clear,

about a pass or fail,

even from a distance…

Calling another man,

or woman,

Partner,

on national television,

with more than 2 million Canadians watching,

including your spouse,

is a show of honesty,

since we could all see it anyway,

but it is also risky business…

Marie-France fell in love with her husband on the ice,

and then clearly fell in love with someone else’s husband in a bigger arena,

during this seven week odyssey of complexity theory…

And the Double Richer did not mince words when he promised his ninety-second lover a Christmas call…

Some connections,

for good reason,

are so strong they can’t be forgotten,

or erased with time….

For the men and women who brought the Gardens back to life,

you all took a great big bite out of a Honeycrisp apple,

and for better or for worse embodied the French disco hit,

Born to be Alive…

And despite Ron MacLean’s gaff that Kurt Browning wears the pants in their partnership,

this Maple Leaf moment generated a great cross-country surge…