It was wonderful to go on visits with friends, see my sister and meet fellow blogger Stevie (while in British Columbia).
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Home Sweet Home
It was wonderful to go on visits with friends, see my sister and meet fellow blogger Stevie (while in British Columbia).
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Visiting Bloggers - an intersting concept
Monday, after skiing with sister Dale and niece Beth, we had a visit from Blogger Stevie. I must say it was a “very interesting” visit, but then again,
We were in Dale’s well appointed living room when we heard hoof-like sounds coming from the front of the house and then there was a hard thumping knock at the door. Dale, being the excellent housekeeper she is, opened the door to a very red, glassy-eyed and somewhat disheveled woman. To our shock and horror this woman said "Hey man, I'm Stevie, you know - the wonder child, only eat greens and don't cut down trees". When she walked in, I was aghast to see that her hair was dirty and stringy, with pieces of dirty straw in it. It clung to her head under a beaded head-band that clashed with her over-sized beaded jacket that concealled her flannel shirt that I can only imagine at one time was green. It was hard to tell because it looked gray. Her jeans were soiled and when she took off her heavy boots she was wearing mismatched, dirty and thread-bare socks that also had some straw clinging to them.
She grunted and handed Dale a bottle of her homemade wine that she proudly announced that she had bottled that morning. She was sorry that she was late, but had to attend to her house animals. Morty the pig, you see, has the habit of running out of the house every time the door opens and jumping into their 1977 Chevette and did just that, while Charlotte the goat sneaked into her ice box to grab a few of the vegetables. She also needed to ensure that the chickens she and her unmarried partner kept in the back room were in the right frame of mind to lay their eggs. And the mice that shared her bedroom had enough cheese to eat. These explanations gave Dale and I a hint about the source of her heavy - how shall I put it .... aaah .... eau du perfume.
She didn’t say much all evening, except to say "peace to us all" and preach about the simple life. She also kept running outside to take puffs of a funny smelling cigarette. Finally she left, but not after getting a battery boost for her Chevette which wouldn’t start.
Sometimes, you never really know who blogs.
Saturday, February 17, 2007
A Quick Word From The Valley
Calgary was a warm reprieve from the snow and cold that I left on Wednesday morning in Toronto. I was actually walking around with no coat on yesterday before heading over the gorgeous Rocky Mountains to the Rocky Mountain Trench in British Columbia. The drive from Calgary was breathtaking. I could actually feel my heart racing and tears almost welling up in my eyes at such beauty. The drive through the rockies was so spectacular that it was exhausting - because everywhere I looked there was an awesome and really overwhelming view.
The drive down to the Rocky Mountain trench was interesting because as I started to approach Radium Hot Springs there was fog everywhere. That thick kind of pea soup fog that is usually associated with London, England. I thought that it was only because the cold air was clashing with the warm outdoor thermal springs ... however that wasn't it. The entire valley was socked in with it so it made for a very interesting drive during the last few kilometres of the trip.
Having a relaxing day today with Sister Dale and family and off to the ski hills tomorrow.
Yippee!
Monday, February 12, 2007
Loathing V-Day - different perspectives
What's not to love about Valentine's Day? How about cultural offensiveness, emotional insensitivity, rampant consumerism, and even encouraging date rape?
Of course, it starts with the lonely, or those in unrequited love. I Hate Valentine's Day, sings songstress Jewel.
"Wish I had a sweetheart, didn't even get a stinkin' card, I just have to say I hate Valentine's Day." She croons.
There’s also lots of "Excess Baggage" that is attached with love:
- Compromises self.
- Smothers happiness.
- Loses creative edge.
- Lowers a person and potential.
- Reduces funds.
This year, Canadians and Americans will spend over $20 billion on flowers, chocolates, greeting cards, romantic dinners and, presumably, sexy lingerie.
Before the web, people expressed their anger over the day by sending “vinegar valentines”. These cards had insulting poems and ugly caricatures. This little verse was for women who weren't married:
"Miss Grey hairs and wrinkles, don't look quite so cold."Don't let it surprise you to find yourself old. "The 'old maids' of this world, without chance for a beau,"For Cupid's grown gray since he cut you, you know."
There some serious concerns out there about Valentine's Day. Eve Ensler, author of The Vagina Monologues, thinks Feb. 14 should be V-Day. V, she says, is for vagina, violence and victory and people should reflect on ending sexual violence against women and children, not just mushy, romantic love.
"It's a perfect day to affirm that people should love each other, and be nice to women," she writes, "instead of hurting them or killing them."
Globalization has certainly been kind to V-Day. From its origins in Europe, Saint Valentine's Day crossed across all oceans. It's everywhere, much to the chagrin of some social conservatives.
A few Muslim clerics have been particularly piqued to see men and women giving each other cards and goo-goo eyes on Feb. 14. Saudi Arabia's religious authorities have banned Valentine's Day and urged people to avoid exchanging even verbal good wishes.
"It's a pagan Christian holiday," says an edict from the fatwa committee in Riyadh, "and Muslims who believe in God and judgment day should not celebrate or acknowledge it or congratulate (people). It is a duty to shun it to avoid God's anger and punishment."
The Saudis and the Iranians don't agree on much, but they both see red on Feb. 14. Last year, shops and malls in Tehran were ordered to remove displays of hearts and flowers. Plainclothes religious police tore down banners with "Happy Valentine's Day" written in flowing, Farsi script.
For several years now in India, hard-line Hindu groups have attacked greeting card shops and restaurants promoting romantic dinners for two. Mobs chanting "down with Western culture" smashed wine bottles and set fire to effigies of St. Valentine outside cosy cafes where courting couples were canoodling. The authorities closed down Lucknow University, several hundred kilometres east of New Delhi, warning that too much attention paid to Feb. 14th would trigger lewd behaviour by young men and put female students at risk.
"A day like Valentine's Day will give undesirable elements a chance to take undue liberties," said university vice-chancellor D.P. Singh.
In the end though, it's pretty obvious that cynics, the lovelorn, feminists and stodgy social conservatives are in the minority on the Valentine's debate. As a species, we love to love, even if it can get a little sickly sweet at certain times of the year.
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
My Sister, My Friend (blogger Dale)
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
Winterlicious to Winterlushous
Tonight we're going to a more casual restaurant with lots of choices on the menu, including some great veggie selections.
On Thursday I move to a more Winter"lush"ous phase of Winter as I drive up to the Ottawa area and share a chalet at Mt. Ste. Marie, complete with hot-tub, for a week-end of outdoor and indoor fun and frolick with eight girlfriends. Oh yes, the drinks will be flowing too!
I didn't get outdoors to ski on Saturday thanks to an out-of-service phone line that was supposed to get fixed on Saturday but is still down (grrrr) so I must be good on Friday night to be in shape to hit the slopes on Saturday.
Sorry I haven't been as active these days - but my social butterfly wings are flapping too wildly these days and so I'm not home much!