If I Ruled The World

Well we never got the snow the weathermen were threatening Toronto with yesterday.  Instead it rained.  Big surprise.  I seriously hope that meteorologists are not paid on a par with executives and CEOs who are paid millions and millions of dollars.  Maybe they should be paid in a direct ratio as to accurate they were.  I like that plan.  Let's see how enthusiastic and doom predicting they would be on minimum wage, with a big bonus only IF what they told us happened.  

I'm in a real "if I ruled the world" mood today.  I'm making lists of things that I don't like and other lists of things I'd make sure happened, if anybody ever listened to middle aged me.  For instance?  How about two ladies' washrooms in grocery stores.  Wouldn't it be nice if there was an alternative room so we didn't have to rock from foot to foot and do the pee-pee dance because a yummy mummy who is toilet training her beloved toddler was in the only bathroom for far too long.  And how about if we went back to the days when little girls had feminine names and weren't called "Sydney" or "Elliot" and then their parents get all upset when you ask how their son is.  Bad enough when the style was for semi-ambiguous names like "Mackenzie" or "MacKenna", but now baby girls can be named anything.  Sheesh.

Want another example?  What about waterproof boots?  I don't know about you, but I have a real problem finding boots that are actually waterproof.  The manufacturers lie with a straight face.  Now, I know you have to use common sense while you're shopping.  So any boot with a zipper that starts way down on your instep is never going to be waterproof, because zippers leak.  Ditto for boots that you lace up.  If you can see eyelets from the inside of the boot you know that you're going to have wet feet.  Leather boots need to be waterproofed regularly, preferably every other time you wear them.  And rubber boots are cold and don't breathe so your feet sweat which is no different being leaky.   And explain to me the appeal of those Ugg boots from Australia that you see people from California wearing on a "cold" day.  What is even remotely practical about a knit boot on a rubber sole?  And why would someone in a dry, hot climate put anything heavier than a sandal on?  Sandal season in Canada is far too short to faff about wearing woolly tall Ugg boots.

I think I'd better go find a couple of pieces of chocolate, I can feel the mood of this blog getting a little bit ... testy.  Aah, that's better.  We're going to dinner at a friend's house tomorrow night, and I volunteered to bring dessert.  I'm not really a baker, because baking requires recipes and exactness and if you want to really get fancy, fussassing about.  Normally I would just go and buy something nice, because the professionals do it so much better, but I know my friend would prefer something home made.  I'm not doing chocolate.  I'm actually making something called icky sticky date pudding with a caramel sauce.  It calls for lots of butter, some whipping cream and brown sugar.  It's supposed to be served warm and be very comforting and cozy, so that suits the season.  I'm also going to make good old fashioned lemon squares because I love lemon desserts, my friend's husband loves lemon meringue pie and my husband doesn't like dates.  Sounds like a win-win situation to me.