Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Posted by Faye at 6:36 PM
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Posted by Faye at 12:08 PM
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Posted by Faye at 10:05 AM
Thursday, March 18, 2010
I found this on Grammology.com and had to pass it along:
The value of a sister/brother
Who doesn’t have one.
The value of ten years:
Ask a newly
The value of four years:
Ask a graduate.
The value of one year:
Ask a student who
Has failed a final exam.
To realize The value of nine months:
Ask a mother who gave birth to a stillborn.
The value of one month:
Ask a mother
Who has given birth to
A premature baby….
The value of one week:
Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.
The value of one minute:
Ask a person
Who has missed the train, bus or plane.
The value of one-second:
Ask a person
Who has survived an accident.
Time waits for no one.
Treasure every moment you have.
You will treasure it even more when
You can share it with someone special.
To realize the value of a friend or family member:
Posted by Faye at 2:11 PM
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
The article goes on to tell us:
Patrick was born in the year 389 into a comfortable Christian background in Roman-occupied Britain. Like others, he took his family, his faith and his good fortune for granted.Wow....what an awesome Life Story and one that changed the course of History.
All this changed when a group of Irish raiders captured him and sold him and his young companions into slavery. Snatched from the comfort of his Roman villa, he found himself herding sheep and fending off wild animals on the side of an Irish mountain.
Exiled, abused and exploited, Patrick turned to Christ in his desperation, and the relationship of faith that followed transformed his own life and the lives of the Irish people.
Escaping from captivity, he returned to his family and became a priest.
He would perhaps have settled into a comfortable clerical career had it not been for a dream in which he heard the "voice of the Irish" begging him to "come and walk once more amongst us." This he took as a summons to return and proclaim the freedom of Christ in the land of his captivity. It was a courageous decision and one that demanded all his reserves of courage and forgiveness.
Posted by Faye at 10:19 AM
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
I was not always a fan of The Apprentice, however I happened upon Season One in the $5 bin at Walmart and well....I liked it!! This Season of Celebrity Apprentice is off to a great start. I am particularly pleased that the men's team, Rock Solid, won having raised the most amount of money for the first project. I am SO happy that Bret Michaels, the Project Manager, got the money for his Charity, the American Juvenile Diabetes Association...Diabetes being very close to my heart. Way to go Rock Star!
Posted by Faye at 6:52 PM
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Daylight Saving Time begins in the wee hours of March 14th.....but not for us. We never change our time. It's this little pocket of the Peace Region that doesn't change and it can be cause for great confusion.
"Part of Peace Region and the East Kootenays are in the Mountain Time Zone and not the Pacific zone, like the rest of the province.
But, when much of the country pushes clocks ahead in the spring, some of these areas, including the Peace communities of Fort St. John, Charlie Lake, Taylor, Hudson's Hope, Chetwynd, Tumbler Ridge and Dawson Creek, leave their clocks where they are. This effectively puts these communities on Pacific Time in the summer. Fort St. John changed its Time Zone to Mountain Standard Time, in 1974."
I went on to find this little tidbit of info:
"It may have started in Canada as a "war-production technique" in 1918, but these days, daylight saving time has come to symbolize the first sign of spring."
All I can say is...I hope they are right....Spring would be welcome now :)
Posted by Faye at 9:26 PM
Friday, March 12, 2010
Posted by Faye at 12:09 PM
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Posted by Faye at 2:37 PM
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
You have to be a certain age to appreciate this. I can hear my mother now....
(if you don't know what clotheslines are, better skip this)
1. You had to wash the clothes line before hanging any clothes- walk the entire lengths of each line with a damp cloth around the lines.
2. You had to hang the clothes in a certain order, and always hang "whites" with "whites," and hang them first.
3. You never hung a shirt by the shoulders - always by the tail! What would the neighbours think?
4. Wash day on a Monday! . . . Never hang clothes on the weekend, or Sunday, for Heaven's sake!
5. Hang the sheets and towels on the outside lines so you could hide your "unmentionables" in the middle (perverts & busybodies, y'know!)
6. It didn't matter if it was sub zero weather . . . Clothes would "freeze-dry."
7. Always gather the clothes pins when taking down dry clothes! Pins left on the lines were "tacky!"
8. If you were efficient, you would line the clothes up so that each item did not need two clothes pins, but shared one of the clothes pins with the next washed item.
9. Clothes off of the line before dinner time, neatly folded in the clothes basket, and ready to be ironed.
10. IRONED?! Well, that's a whole other subject!
A clothesline was a news forecast
To neighbours passing by.
There were no secrets you could keep
When clothes were hung to dry.
It also was a friendly link
For neighbours always knew
If company had stopped on by
To spend a night or two.
For then you'd see the "fancy sheets"
And towels upon the line;
You'd see the " company table cloths "
With intricate designs .
The line announced a baby's birth
From folks who lived inside -
As brand new infant clothes were hung,
So carefully with pride!
The ages of the children could
So readily be known
By watching how the sizes changed,
You'd know how much they'd grown!
It also told when illness struck,
As extra sheets were hung;
Then nightclothes, and a bathrobe, too,
Haphazardly were strung.
It also said, "Gone on vacation now"
When lines hung limp and bare.
It told, "We're back!" when full lines sagged
With not an inch to spare!
New folks in town were scorned upon
If wash was dingy and grey,
As neighbours carefully raised their brows,
And looked the other way .. . .
But clotheslines now are of the past,
For dryers make work much less..
Now what goes on inside a home
Is anybody's guess!
I really miss that way of life.
It was a friendly sign
When neighbours knew each other best
By what hung on the line!
Posted by Faye at 7:51 PM
Sunday, March 7, 2010
I have been sick since Friday.....first one end and now the other (aren't you glad I shared?), but at least I have the opportunity to stay home and recoup.If I were a psychologist, I'd say that there is some depression thrown into the mix as well, which has made for a teary day. And so is the path of life. It leads over the hills, thru the valley and twists it's way along the stream.
The weather remains mild, sunny and gorgeous, with the smell of spring on the air. I am hoping that Mother Nature is kind to us and will not send more freezing, windy weather our way before settling down to spring for real. It's early for spring, but one will never grumble when we see the heads of crocuses or daffodils peaking thru the ground or hear the song of returning birds coming thru our open windows. To shed heavy coats, scarves and mitts and bulky sweaters and boots will bring a dance to our feet.
Come to think of it.....could it be that all I need is Spring time to arrive and chase the germs and the blues away??
Posted by Faye at 4:00 PM
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Posted by Faye at 7:40 PM
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Here in Northern British Columbia we mark Spring according to the "Road Bans", not the calendar. What are Road Bans? Well, according to the Fort St. John Employment Guide Road Bans come on during Spring Break-up.
"Spring break up is the time of the year when there is a slowdown in the oil and gas industry due to road bans caused by warm weather making it difficult to access work sites. During this time, some companies slow their activities and lay off workers. Break up affects some companies more than others depending on the type of service they provide, the weather, and location of the work site."
Clear as mud?? I know, you pretty much need to walk through the mud and have it build up on the soles of your boots, and when you are walking a few feet above the ground the mud kicks off and you start all over again....all the while maintaining careful balance not to fall into it....or a pot hole, for they are rumoured to have swallowed up people and vehicles whole.
Posted by Faye at 11:45 AM
Monday, March 1, 2010
"March bustles in on windy feet
And sweeps my doorstep and my street.
She washes and cleans with pounding rains,
Scrubbing the earth of winter stains.
She shakes the grime from carpet green
Till naught but fresh new blades are seen.
Then, house in order, all neat as a pin,
She ushers gentle springtime in."
- Susan Reiner, Spring Cleaning
Posted by Faye at 10:16 AM