Rumours of a Small Town

Every once in a while some happens during my daily going ons that reminds me that I don't live in Montreal anymore ... or in Anchorage for that matter ... or in any place that can not fit its entire population into a sports stadium.

JUL. 17 | Mall-ture Shock

  • Posted on: 17 July 2009
  • By: Michelle


Okay. So I live in a little town. A little town that has no shopping mall. No Body Shop. No Bay. No Sport Check. No Lululemon. No Stokes that is permanently going out of business. No food court.

So, everytime I am in Calgary, I carve out time to go to the mall. Because for me, it's like going to an amusement park.

There are bright lights, and tons of people. There are line-ups and kids screaming. Food stands and snack bars. And even better, no admission fee and free parking!

This time round I even went on a ride ... we'll call it the MAC Makeup Express.


All I asked was "Which is the whitest foundation you have?" and the next thing I know I have been flung into a styling chair, hydraulically pumped four feet up and subsequently find myself being primped, poofed and powered.

It was a totally insane ride. I almost threw up.

There was only one disappointing part of my trip to the Amusement Mall. I go to a shopping centre with one snack in mind: the biggest mixed berries and cantaloupe Yogen Früz I can buy. It costs about as much as theme park food, but it is sooooooo worth it.

So I go to the food court, ignoring the allure of Kernels and Purdy's and the Manchu Wok, and head straight for my beloved Yogen Früz, licking my lips in anticipation. Only to find, be still my beating heart, that there is NO YOGEN FRÜZ in the spot where there is SUPPOSED TO BE A YOGEN FRÜZ.

I think I might have cried on the floor a little ...

But all in all, a great day at the amusement park.

Wait ... what? If I were to drive three hours north to Edmonton, I would discover a mall that actually IS an amusement park?

What will them city folks think up next ... ?


  • Posted on: 26 March 2008
  • By: Michelle

I walked by our chocolate shop today and noticed this sign on the door. I used to think this was an odd practice, but then I saw the same sign on the antique shop door, the furniture shop door, the eastern philosophy and buddhist store door, the shoe store door, the bakery door, the dollar store door ... the post office door ...


  • Posted on: 29 January 2007
  • By: Michelle

Let me introduce you to a new feature on Milomac. I call it Rumours of a Small Town, or ROAST. Every once in a while something happens during the course of my otherwise normal day that reminds me that I no longer live in Montreal. Or in Anchorage for that matter. Or in any place that can not fit its entire population into Molson Stadium, with room to spare.

Something like this:

Today, as I was driving home from the gym, I saw a guy out walking his horse.