A Ray of Sunshine

This morning Libs and I went to have another ultrasound. The little bugger's coming along nicely (from what I could see). The technician is not allowed to state what the gender is (even if they can plainly recognize the plumbing). I'm not sure why, maybe it's because even pro's can make a mistake and nothing would be worse than a father pulling a Homer with all the little boy sports paraphenalia and finiding out it's a girl. That said, I'm almost positive I saw a boy's "bits". And when I said as much, I wasn't corrected. Libs saw what I saw, but neither of us are making any 100% assumptions until the midwife says what it is definitively.

My ray of sunshine (if a baby with all its limbs attached isn't enough) is that when I got into work, I parked (my motorcycle) on a pretty busy street. I asked a coworker who rides where she parks and she said nearby. I asked her what she does for parking tickets and she told me that a law was passed last year that gave motorcycles free parking in TO! Well, holy moley!

Here's a list of links I've uncovered and been handed;

Toronto.ca
gtamotorcycle.com
motorbiker.org
insidemotorcycles.blogspot.com


Very very cool. I've been dutifully paying for the little parking thing. If I don't have to, I'm pleased as punch. I may be effed today tho, since I put the ticket under my seat strap for the guy to see, but I may not be. Who knows? Well, I will when I leave work, but except for that...