Spotted this past Saturday on a WestJet flight from YYC to YWG: Henry Burris.

Dave Dickenson, previously on the Bomber negotiation list, was just signed by the Calgary Stampeders. Will Burris become a Bomber? Ryan Dinwiddie might have the stuff to become a great CLF quarterback someday, but he needs some time to develop. Putting Burris on the bench behind Kevin Glenn would give us some great depth at the pivot position.

Time will tell….

Only two posts ago, I lamented the end of snowmobiling season. Saturday, we sparked up the sleds and put on about 20 miles in the ditches and on Lionel’s trail, that runs east, to Lake Lac du Bonnet. Despite well below average temperatures these past three weeks, it’s a little early to be out on the big water yet, so we’re still cut off from friends around the corner, down Pinawa Bay and up through Coca-Cola Falls. That trip, taken at a leisurely pace in the pontoon boat is about 40 minutes. On a sled - it’s seven. Can’t wait to go flying down the ice at 90 miles an hour.

Last night, after finally stabilizing this head cold I dropped into a foggy sleep. From the fog I think I can hear Mike and the phrase “water leaking down the wall into the back bedroom”. Huh? What?

Our just completed cottage renovation includes a garage, deck extension, under-cottage skirting, a back-bedroom-turned-mudroom transformation and a well. The well means water throughout the year as opposed to only seasonally and everything was fine, until well, last night at 11:30 p.m. The new system has higher pressure that the old jet-pump, which has been testing the integrity of our plumbing joints. The builder fixed the leaks. Mike discovered the latest failure late last night - water dripping from the ceiling over the electrical panel from the cold water service to the upstairs toilet.

Mike called the builder. I shut off the water at the pressure tank and stood on a folding chair with a pan held to the ceiling and a towel eye-to-eye with the breakers in the electrical panel in a bid to catch the drips before they shorted out our service. At midnight. In my jammies.

Thankfully, after running the water in the mainfloor bathroom, we reduced the pressure in the lines sufficiently to stop the leak. Whew. Electrical service and my personage, standing directly in front of the panel, saved.

Today, we’ll re-pressurize the system to determine the direct source of the leak. Can’t wait to stand in front of that electrical panel again with my pan and towel.