yes, i have been outed. an American living in Canada. still living as an American.
(i do, however, partake in the occasional “eh” and i do wear tuques in the winter and i love using the word bum and i love my Canadian Tire money, even though i have never actually spent it.)
i don’t say PASS-ta. i am a mommy, not a mummy (although all three of my kids call me mama). i use the letter “zee” not the letter “zed”. i spell the words color and favorite without a “u”. i still measure temperature in Fahrenheit. i still vote in the US. i say bathroom and not washroom. i use a garbage disposal and not a ‘garburator’
and let me take this moment to clear something up, no matter what they teach you on South Park…
Canadians do not say “a-boot” – at least not in Toronto.
and yes, it’s true, i did cry for the first four years that i lived here. and yes, it’s true, when i was pregnant with Isabella we were thisclose to moving to Atlanta. and perhaps one day we will find ourselves living in the states, but for now, i LIKE it here. there are, however, some things that i think our fair Country could use.
Chapstick medicated lip balm
The Cheesecake Factory
Girl Scout Cookies. this was a big discussion on twitter recently. in Canada, we have the poor-man’s version, the girl guide cookie.
there really is no comparison….
shopping…Anthropologie. JCrew. DSW Shoe Warehouse. Macy’s. Nordstrom’s. Victoria’s Secret.
cereal selection: cookie crisp. fruity pebbles. apple jacks.
HBO. Showtime. American TV. so. much. better. and, um, TIVO. (i know we CAN get it in Canada, but it’s a giant pain in the ass)