•March 24, 2014 • Leave a Comment
I’m on the road to becoming part of the Autoworkers Union and driving community shuttle busses. Right now I need to get my class 4 learners which means writing a 35 question test based on a 292 page manual with amazing insights like “to turn right pull on the right side of the wheel and pull on the left side to turn left.” Most of it is incredibly redundant and it feels like it’s meant for children. Less intelligent children.
Unfortunately there is also useful information hidden here and there and I have to wade through the mind numbing pap to find it.
So . . I decided to make a blog post about it!
Olive is studying. Which means she’s:
DIY’ing a standing desk
Doing some art
Figuring out interior design plans
Finding favorite family photos to display
Setting up . . an altar?
And of course – making blog posts!
Oh dear. I guess I should post this puppy and get back to reading. I think my friend had it right when she said to just go there, get the book, read till 4:30, then write the test. At least that would stop me from being distracted!
•March 22, 2014 • Leave a Comment
So I’ve been thinking about hair removal quite a bit lately. My main concern is can it be environmentally responsible and sustainable.
Of course disposable razors are out, but even the ones where you can replace the blade can’t be okay. The blade is both plastic & metal and usually some sort of moisturizing strip. That’s not getting recycled. So it’s landfill & forever(at least in the scope of my lifetime) pollution. Plus the whole handle is plastic. When I’m done with it – or replace it for a newer, better model as I’m encouraged to – it’s landfill filler too.
I considered some of the rip off methods, and possibly using cloth strip and wax or sugar would be okay. However, while I could do it on my legs I definitely don’t want to do it in more sensitive areas.
Finally I had thought about going old school with a straight blade but I just don’t think it’s intelligent to use a bare razor on skin over major veins or arteries. But this type of razor seems to take care of that problem!
It’s a safety razor, but you can also replace the blades, and in this case it’s just the metal razor blade you replace, no plastic junk. Plus it takes any blade not just the one’s the company sells.
I’m definitely interested in getting this!
•September 3, 2013 • Leave a Comment
I’m going to tell you why accessible health care is important. I’m not going to quote statistics that show a direct correlation between income and life expectancy or other disturbing things like that, im going to tell you a story.
I was in a car accident with a presumably drunk driver. They fled the scene and much later were found to be “100% at fault” by the insurance company.
I was working 2 jobs at the time, trying to get into a new field I hoped would offer a chance at a good paying full time job.
I couldn’t afford the twice weekly physiotherapy visits I needed. The insurance company payed for less than half the cost of each visit. Then they stopped paying, and couldn’t carry the cost myself so I had to stop treatment.
I lost one of my jobs because of my health, and struggled to maintain the other.
That was 4 years ago. Last night I had a back cramp (I’ve gotten them since the accident). It woke me up and I spent half an hour in pain trying to work it out. I went back to sleep with one side of my body hanging off the matress so it wouldn’t come back.
It doesn’t happen every night, it depends on my life.
•July 29, 2013 • Leave a Comment
It’s been a great experience so far having a garden on my balcony. I’m finding it enjoyable, almost spiritual, and it’s sure nice to go cut some kale whenever I want to. I got home last night and realized I hadn’t stopped for groceries but I had kale and green beans on the balcony so I threw in some tofu cubes and udon noodles and voila, a nice meal.
•April 16, 2013 • 3 Comments
We wish so passionately for that moment when our mettle is tested and we can show what we’re really made of. Our great stories, now movies and TV shows, are about this.
Our hearts are brave but our souls are tender and we feel too strongly the weight of our potential pain. We shut in our keenest awareness and are spared from seeing these moments which we yearn so strongly for, yet just as strongly fear.
We never have to face that fear of potential pain or the moment when our mettle is tested. We never have to choose or act and maybe that’s where the biggest fear lies – that our choice or action will reveal us to be lacking.
The tragedy is that our failure to notice, our avoidance, becomes our choice. The effect is the same as if we had looked honour in the face and, finding the cost too high, shut up our brave hearts and walked away.