Yesterday was the ever awesome Canada Day. I'm not terribly fond of patriotism, I tend to think people go overboard with it, using it in an us vs. them or even pro-war context (which, frankly, terrifies me). It irritates me that Canadian patriotism tends to manifest itself in bashing the USA, as if we have nothing more to recommend us than our non-American-ness.
Well guess what. Canada is an amazing place to be. Not because it isn't somewhere else, but because of what we, as Canadians, collectively are. I think on the whole we are a good people. We embrace our diversity. We care for each other. We allow people to be who they are. We really are polite. We create inspiring art, awesome music, and mind blowing literature. We do our best to get along. We can read the French side of the cereal box. I think most of us who were born here even recognize how damn lucky we are. Canada feels like home, no matter where you are. Oh, and the Olympic gold medal in hockey thing too...
Around here the way to celebrate Canada Day is to drink a little more Canadian beer than than perhaps is wise, wrap yourself in a flag (and sometimes little else) and head downtown for fireworks, music, and a freaking enormous street party. I didn't think that would be the best course of action, what with the baby and being a grownup and having responsibility and all, so we had a fun day at home, and I made Canadian cupcakes.
Red velvet cake with cream cheese icing and raspberries. Yum. And Hurrah for the true north, strong and free.