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It is my birthday, and this lovely new living room door is my present. Yesterday already we went door shopping at the Restore, but they didn't have what we wanted. They did have seven doors in their garbage, that we took for Michiel to cut up and reuse to make a new dinner table. But today we went to the Salvage Shop, all the way east east east on Kingston Road, I felt like on a holiday almost. Doesn't feel like you're still in the city there. The Salvage Shop used to be here in Leslieville, but he moved closer to home and his workshop. Good thing he had the right door, it would have been a long trip for nothing otherwise. Tonight we went for fish & chips, that is a house rule. Who ever has their birthday gets to choose dinner. It was really cheap and totally lovely, I had halibut and coleslaw, tartar sauce and dark cherry pop. Does that sound Canadian enough for Dutchies? Okay, I'll make it worse. I bought myself another nice present. Lee Valley yard waste bags. They look so much better on the curb than President's Choice ones do, don't you think? The gentleman in the shop said they shouldn't even be mentioned in the same sentence. Which I made sure I didn't.