Thinking about my wife, who we all know is a babe. I’ve always appreciated this, along with other things, namely her heart. You also likely know that my wife is really, really famous.
The Globe’s front page, Maclean’s feature, Global TV’s 16×9, Teasdale-Corti Award, G8 Summit speaker, advisor to the PM … these sorts of things. I used to say they’re going to make a movie of her someday. Now they’ve started already with a couple of documentaries.
One, you may have heard, was aired on CTS on Saturday, interestingly enough, right when Jean was hosting STM’s annual dinner-auction. In what was called Made in Canada Jean was featured along with Cindy Klassen, Canada’s most decorated Olympian, and Measha Brueggergrosman, world famous soprano and Canada’s Got Talent Judge. Wow. (See http://www.ctstv.com/madeincanada )
There’s another documentary coming out sometime, but I’m not sure when – can’t keep all this straight.
Both shoots unfolded this past summer, and all I remember is big cameras and clunky lights everywhere in our little condo in Hamilton – in the living room, at the dinner table, on the back porch, then later at the Hamilton hockey rink where I take the kids skating on summer weekends.
The kids had a few good things to say. And I kept making that point that I’m pretty famous myself.
So I slid, just gently, in front of the camera a few times to tell my own story, how I was raised in the deep forest by white wolves before the military came in on orders from some pretty big people to get me out and give me a new life using my unique skills in international operations that are too covert for me to share on something as shaky as the internet.
(These skills, I may add, also help me immensely when Single Daddin’ It.)
The crew smiled politely, but I could tell that they didn’t want to hear much of it. Instead, when Jean and I and the kids sat down to eat, someone just asked me to pray. Or maybe they didn’t ask me. I honestly can’t remember some details all that well.
Just pass the potatoes.