Friday, February 19, 2010

Show & Tell

Some of you that follow my blog
Also follow my cousin Dagmar's
She commented on mine the other day
Remembering when we were kids
I was looking through my pictures,
I wanted to find something to crete a new header with
Also a new avatar.
I came upon this:

Dagmar & I and the rest of our cousins on that side of the family.
Can you pick us out?
(Hint...we're the oldest
Well, except for the one in the red T-Shirt - our Aunt Tonny,
who passed away a few months ago.)
This was probably one of the only times we were all together,
As they all live in Holland,
And my brother & I grew up in Ontario.
We were on a holiday in Holland
And it was my 9th birthday
I was so incredibly shy
With all these cousins, who grew up blocks away from each other
I hardly knew them,
couldn't talk to them very well.

As we got older, they learned english & I learned dutch
And communication became a little easier
I remember another time in Holland...I was 14,
we were in a deli, & I got up the nerve to ask, in dutch, for a "vlees-kroket"
(A yummy dutch meaty deep-fried thing [who's spelling I probably butchered]that I never get enough of and if you could send frozen meat products in the mail Dagmar would be mailing me every month)
And they laughed at me.
All in good fun, but I was mortified.
It took a long time before I dared to do that again!
But in this picture, Dagmar & I are obviously sharing some kind of joke..
Don't ask me what it was...
Maybe Dagmar remembers
(She's younger than me, so has a better memory...
That's my story & I'm sticking to it)

Anyways, the pointof this story,
Well, there isn't one
I just wanted to have a
"show and tell" day!

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Caterpillar in a tree
How you wonder who you'll be
Can't go far but you can dream
Wish you may and wish you might
Don't you worry, hold on tight
I promise you that there will come a day
Butterfly fly away
Butterfly fly away
Flap your wings now you can't stay
Take those dreams and make them all come true
Butterfly fly away
We've been waiting for this day
All along and knowing just what to do
Butterfly, butterfly, fly away
Isn't that a tearjerker?
My son is graduating this year, and any verses I hear about growing up & growing out
Make my chest all tight inside.
You know the feeling.
I can't take credit for the song, its Miley Cyrus's,
And the Flickr credits are here
But as I passed by my son on his computer
On my way to toss a piece of wood in the stove,
(not the one who's graduating, the younger one)
He was singing to this
And I've heard him sing it a thousand times before
But this time it caught my ear
And I had to come back into my office & write it down.

Friday, February 12, 2010


(No, I don't like this layout, I'll have to mess around with it when I have time)

There's got to be some parable about people following each other blindly to their deaths
Like lemmings over the cliffs
I' just to lazy to go searching for one
I did just spend more than 1/2 an hour
Looking for pictures to accompany this post
Without any luck.
People must be so crazy over it all,
They haven't had time to upload their pictures
So you'll have to listen to my rant & rave without them
Except for this one:

I'm sure the world knows
that the Olmpics are being held in Vancouver this year
My home province
I wouldn't go anywhere near the place
Even if I was paid big money to do so.

I have nothing against the Olympics per se,
Nothing against a celebration & competition of amateurs at sports
Nor am I unpatriotic
I am proud to be Canadian
And wouldn't have it any other way

What I am against is the gross commercialism
The gross misrepresentation of government over the last 10 years
Of how much money was to be spent
The schools that are being closed all over the province,
Because of budget cuts
The rural areas that "don't count anyways"
6 years olds having to spend 2 hours each day in the school bus

The cuts in medical care
Women in labour having to travel over 120 km.,
To deliver a normal, no risk baby
Because our hospital cannot afford to emply an anesthesiologist

The Vancouver Public Library
having to put masking tape
over all the labels of the electronic equipment they own
which is not manufactured by Panasonic
Because Panasonic is an Olympic sponsor

People being asked to refrain from wearing any clothing or drinking any beverage in public
That bears the logo of any competitor
To any Olympic sponsors
Those are just to name a few
I simply cannot grasp the mindset
Of the thousands of people celebrating right now
Downown Vancouver,
Only a block away from Canada'a poorest district
Filled with homeless, forgotten, drug addicted human beings
That everyone tries to sweep under the rug.
Have they all been brainwashed?
A lot of the people I speak with
Feel the same way I do
So it was surprising to hear of the large turnout
As the torch passed through my hometown.

I've never been one to involve myself in protest rallies
But I am so utterly and vehmently opposed to this
That if I lived in the Vancouver area,
I would protest with all my might.

Consider this my protest.

Viva La Canada!

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

My Old Man

Today he turns 50
That old man of mine
"You're only as old as you feel"
He always says
How does it feel
To be 50?
That's like, half a century
Half a dollar
He was 26 when we met
(Almost half of 50)
I thought he was old then,
I was 17
Eons ago
Half a lifetime ago
We've changed since then
Both of us
For better or worse
We're not who we used to be
For better or worse
His daughters, 5 & 3 at the time
Are grown women
Our sons
In a few years, will be grown men
We've built a life since then
Moved away from the city
Built a life in the Cariboo Country
The place we call home
We've bought & sold homes & cars & trucks & vans
Along with kids, we've raised
Dogs, cats, chickens, rabbits, birds & fish
One thing that hasn't changed
Is our committment to each other
We're not as "lovey dovey" as we used to be
And I miss that
But our love has always been there
To pull us through
My old man
I love you