November here in Edmonton Alberta means that winter has definitely started with snow on the ground that will not leave till spring and the temperatures dropping fast every day. I like winter which is good since i get about six months of it, but you so have to be creative about how to get through it. By January cabin fever is beginning to set in and there is still at least three months of the white stuff left. there is only so much time you can spend outside without the risk of freezing a limb off. that may be why crafts are an important part of my family together time.
we have converted our livingroom into a working studio for the three of us, we were not really using it for anything else. Family and friends that come to visit know us well enough that it was not a big shock. they end up sitting at the kitchen table anyway. So with the housebound months upon us |I have been trying to come up with some new arts and crafts ideas to keep us all busy and productive. I’m thinking of making things for charity, or maybe I could incorporate my social justice leanings into them. should be interesting days ahead. I will share my new creations with you of course and maybe some will even make it into my Etsy shop.
I am still struggling to make changes in the way my family and I live, making small steps toward a healthier life. I now understand how hard it is to work 40+ hours a week, manage a home, family, and try to be, “healthy.” I am giving myself a break by taking small steps in hope that we can stay with the changes and not feel like it is a burden. Each week I will make one small change in the way we eat, the products we use, (going natural), and the amount, and kind, of excercise we get. Hopefully by the end of a year our lives will look totally different…and we will all feel totally different.
This week we are eliminating red, and processed meats, from our diet. We live in Alberta…this is beef country…vegetarians are on the same level as communists and lesbians here, lol. With the beef recall of XL Foods looming over this province, it is not that hard to see myself and my family choosing to eliminate red meat. Eliminating chicken may take a little more time…until last year we told Claire all the meat we served her was chicken, it was the only way she would eat it, (bad mommy, very bad mommy, lol). So I guess for Claire it won’t be that hard, after all she has only been eating it for a year in her mind, 🙂
Thud! Did you hear that…it’s the sound of autumn falling with a crash on my city. That is kind of the way it happens here in Canada. One day you’re walking along, it’s sunny and 22C…the next, your fishing out your snow boots. I so love fall in Canada…I miss the beautiful display of color of the trees out east, but nothing can beat that crisp, cool, feeling in the air…it’s so much nicer when your sweating your a** off because you’re having a hot flash! My Claire was running and jumping in a pile of leaves on Saturday…it seems to go too fast though. For me, fall feels like the shortest season…of course that might be because of WHERE I live.:)
It’s still dark outside when Bernice and Claire go off in the morning…and we haven’t even put the clocks back yet. Before you know it, it will be dark until nine in the morning, and then get dark again by 4:30. It balanced out by staying light until eleven during the summer…but it never really feels like it evens out. When we first moved here, it was summer. I had to buy special blinds to block out the sun because we could not get to sleep. In the winter you need a SAD lamp so you don’t go postal on your co-workers. AHHH, the Canadian north, such a lovely place…actually it is, but you wouldn’t know it from the way I complain. Remember though that complaining about the weather is a sport in Canada, you can’t go a day without griping. I hope you are all having a lovely Autumn. 🙂
Claire came home today and wanted me to watch this video that she saw in music class…she goes to a school where about fifty percent of her classmates are Muslims from all over the world. Each time she saw a country that one of her classmates was from, she got all excited. I’m so happy that she has such a diverse class…having grown up in Montreal I know how valuable it is to have such a childhood.
I have a new job as a picture framer, so I am going to try to post every day, but I think their idea of part-time and my idea of it are far apart. Oddly I feel a little guilty when I don’t post, lol, I’m such a geek sometimes.
Having visited and/or lived in many North American cities, I find this video to be accurate. Everyone had a need to be treated with dignity. It does not matter what the color of your skin, social status, sexual orientation, or anything that may separate you from the majority, we are all God’s people. My prayer for you today is that everyone treats you with love and respect. 🙂
It can’t be a good sign if it is only the second day of school for my Claire, and I’m already exhausted…nope, not a good sign. It is not even for a good reason, like watching three hours of Horders. Claire came in the door yesterday talking a mile a minute,excited about the new year…and a big stack of papers for me to sign…it happens every year. Claire has this habit of when her teacher even suggests that they may need, or have to do, something, that it now becomes a law for Claire. It reminds me of the scene in the,”Ten Commandments,” where Ramses says, “so lot it be written, so let it be done.” You can’t believe the panic in this child’s eyes, when I try to explain that she can wait one day to get a 1″ binder for her agenda. You would think the teacher is giving out lashings for noncompliance.
I knew that the Parti Québécois won the Quebec election yesterday before I went to bed…can’t say I was shocked. I’m impressed that they elected a woman, but that is where my good feelings end. I moved away from the city I love, Montreal, because I did not want my children to grow up in a place where they would be discriminated against because of their Mother tongue. Most people who do not, or have not, lived in Quebec, believe that I exaggerate the problem…I do not. After the election results were announced, and as the new Premier was giving her acceptance speech, a crazed gunman was shooting down people just outside the door, blaming the English for his acts. I would like to say that it was just one crazy person, but the discrimination in Quebec of the English is institutionalized, and it has become acceptable to treat the English-speaking Quebecer badly. This is allowed to happen in one of the most peaceful countries of the world…shame on us.
Do you hear that?…no?…that because it’s quiet. The first day of school means lots of running around and excitement, and then…silence. I miss her already, how pathetic is that? I know, I should be happy that she is back to school today, but it is bitter-sweet. She is a preteen now…suddenly worried about what others, her peers, are going to think. No kiss and hug goodbye, just a wave and a,”see ya.” I am grateful that she loves school and is liked by so many, it definitely makes life easier…but could she not humor me, and pretend she will miss me, even a little? 🙂 This is not a real problem, something that is eating away at me…just a little twinge of sadness that time goes much too fast. This can be fixed with the Scottish solution to all problems, a brew. 🙂
The other thing on my mind this morning is the provincial election in Quebec…was that a yawn?…I feel the same. I grew up in Montreal, where politics infuses every part of your life. Everyone is politically aware…sounds like an overstatement I know, but politics is taught in the schools and on the streets…that is the way it is. When I moved away from Montreal, I still kept track of the politics as though it had some impact on my life. Fifteen years later?…yawn, I just don’t care. Now I understand why the rest of Canada really does not care about, or understand the Quebec people. I understand them, but I just don’t care any more. I know that they will elect the right person…Quebecers are very politically astute, they know what they want and vote accordingly. Fifteen years ago I would be following how things were playing out from early this morning… now? yeah, not so much, I’m having a brew. 🙂