Jun
June 6, 1944 – REMEMBER
икони богородицаПравославни икониDear Google,
I have to say I’m pretty disappointed in you. Today I expected to see a poignant doodle on your home page. Heck I thought the Canadian version of your page was broken. So I went to the American version and took a look.
Nothing.
Nada.
Only the familiar logo greeted me with the refreshingly empty page. Wow. What a fail.
Sixty-seven years ago, millions of people fought a fight for what they believed was right. Juno Beach was only a small portion of it. But I’m not writing to give you or anyone a history lesson. They can ‘google’ it if they really wanted to know the whole story. I’m not writing to chastise you anymore than I have. I’ve got better things to do with my energy – like as you for help.
Today was a pivotal day in history. Help people remember the sacrifices they made. Don’t let this day or any day in our world’s history fade from our memories. All it would take would be a doodle. One doodle on your home page would perk the interest of how many millions of people around the world? You wouldn’t even have to leave it there for the whole day. Give it six hours. And I promise you, you will do the world a favor never letting us forget that freedom isn’t just free and that Americans weren’t the only ones to give their lives.
But I’m just one person, one of the millions who use your page every day. I’m one of the faceless clicks that helped to coin the verb ‘google.’ I’m one of those people who look forward and spread the word for those delightful and insightful doodles your staff cranks out. I’m also a descendant of men and women who served in both World Wars, served during other conflicts through the years and who still serve in the Armed Forces today.
I will make damned sure that no one around me ever forgets them or the price they paid.
Today is June 6, 2011. It is the 67th anniversary of D-Day. I remember. 
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May
The Open Road
online poker newsобзавеждане за спалниThere is something about my drive to and from work. There are three stretches of road that I love. There are no street lights, no traffic lights and barely any shoulder on the road. I love them.
There’s something about those roads – where the only sights are cows and cornfields – that adds a kind of peace to my drive. The best time is at night, when the night kisses the day, the stars begin to shine and my Kia doesn’t know whether to turn the headlights on or not.
It’s a kind of freedom. For a few kilometers the world is mine, the open road lies ahead of me and I am flying to meet my destiny.
Inevitably, the open road ends. Then I’m up to my bumpers in tailgaters, traffic lights, road construction and general road rage at the lineup at Timmy’s. And yet, everyday I get back in the car. I head to work and long for that bit of open road.
Feb
I like to play the drums – Happy Birthday Port Drum!
Happy Birthday Port Drum!
Come out to laugh, sing and drum with us on February 21, 2010 from 5 pm to 10 pm at 289 Eulalie Street in Oshawa.
Teach a beat, learn a beat and bring a friend! Admission is $10, including snacks and water. For more information please visit our Facebook group at Port Drum or email us at portdrum@gmail.com.
Yours in the Beat!
Dec
I love Writing
I am love with writing. It’s not just the act of putting pen to paper or the ritual of getting into the zone, though.
I admire you authors who have the will determination to get into your creative zone. From creating sacred space to emptying the room of all distractions, I love it. I love the feeling of pen and paper in my hand, of holding my thoughts in my head until they are crisp, clear and begging to be placed into being. Satisfaction fills me as reams and reams of yellow legal pads are filled and stacked. Sheer delight tickles me as I read over, edit and type what I’ve already written.
What I also love is the whole world that surrounds this act of love. And it is love for sure. For the paper lovers in us all it is heaven. I can remember being in Montreal and finding a belle papier boutique. My dear husband thought I was nuts. DIDN’T CARE! I spent over an hour choosing a fountain pen and a small amount of writing cards.
Then there is the paper itself I have stalked Michaels and hunted down other small stores for unique papers and note card sets. Hey, don’t knock the bargain bin people, it is awesome!
And don’t get me started on Levenger! How I LOVE that website and catalog (yes, catalogs are a whole ‘nother post!) I love the inkpots and pens, the writing systems and binders. < swoons > I may never buy a thing from them but you know I’m pouring over the catalogs! And now that I’m working for these guys, I’m doing my best not to have a joygasm when I walk in the store or look at their website and catalogs.
I also love is just the simple act of writing someone a note. I do not mean a Facecrack message or a nice long and wordy email. I’m talking about a hand written note or letter that is dropped in the mail. <happy sigh> In this world of computers , I feel it is essential to keep up the hand writing skills. Hey I even have to brush up on my handwriting skills. So if you see me writing out my ABCs, you know what I’m doing!
I love writing in all its forms functions and accessories.
Nov
I want it BAD
Eating Healthy
SO I’m staring down my first bowl of oatmeal. Yes for those of you who know me, I hate oatmeal. Why am I facing it and choking it down? Because the evil oatmeal helps lower cholesterol and has a whack of fiber in it. If I lower the C-lol I can get off the Lipitor. If I have more fiber I’ll lose weight easier. < sigh > at least it’s wild berry flavor. < holds nose and shovels in another bite >
Top 10 Reasons To Eat Oatmeal
By Mr Breakfast
http://www.mrbreakfast.com/article.asp?articleid=27