A Shocking Experience
It was always a special moment when an apprentice received their first electrical shock. My brother went the way of education while I went into the construction world, and they are very different from each other. I have my Red Seal and Masters in the electrical trade and he teaches in a private school in Winnipeg. He might think my opening line is cruel, but … Continue reading A Shocking Experience
Treadmill and the Jet
Every day I run for 38 minutes on my treadmill and I hate it. I’m actually afraid to say I hate things because once I decide I hate something I reallyhate it. Like the last winter I spent working much of the time outside before shifting to an inside job, I did a silly thing and decided I hated winter. Canadians who decide they hate winter … Continue reading Treadmill and the Jet
Teenagers…
I’m doing a series this month called Drama Club and wouldn’t you know it… the gods of irony have decided that I should have to deal with people who are, shall we say, a little melodramatic? I laughingly told someone in the Bert Church lobby last Sunday that I can reasonably predict that if I’m preaching about _____, you’ll have a fight in the car … Continue reading Teenagers…
The Good Parent
I’ve never really cared what other people thought about me. Granted, I’ve cared what I thought about me too much at times, but never been overly concerned what you thought. My parents instilled a deep security and love as a child, and I’m doing my best to pass this along to my daughters. The truth is… though I fail a lot, I try to fall forward. It’s … Continue reading The Good Parent
Either an Engineer or a Hobo
When my daughter Katie was young she was either going to dress up for Career Day at school as “an Engineer or a Hobo”. That, friends, describes Katie perfectly. Every person is quiet singular and Katie even more so. My mom and dad had an entry sign for our home made by a friend at Christmas. It reads “This is us, our beautiful CHAOS” It’s … Continue reading Either an Engineer or a Hobo
Nasya
We have a friend named Nasya, but don’t hold that against her. It’s pronounced nAs-e-ah and not nausea, though that’s extremely funny. Nas is one of those people that I call a catalyst. She has a fun energy about her that pulls people into her circle and makes life an adventure. Once in the Bert Theatre Lobby she saw a lovely introverted Nigerian lady from … Continue reading Nasya
A ShamWow Christmas
Remember the ShamWow guy on TV? Our family does. Erin and I were laughing this morning about some of the funny things our girls have asked for at Christmas, and ShamWow is right up there with them. Back in the day before DVR we were only faced with a couple of terrible options when commercials came on: Continue watching them. Engage in meaningful conversation with … Continue reading A ShamWow Christmas
