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  • It is done

    Scribbled down on July 26th, 2013 by she
    Posted in Learning & Education, Random Burbling

    The final exam in my final course has been completed. Now we wait.

    slowly losing track of time

    Scribbled down on July 9th, 2013 by she
    Posted in new leaf, Random Burbling

    I could have sworn I’d written a post in 2013. Apparently not. I do intend to write and backdate a post in April and May 2013 in a few short moments. Mostly so I don’t lose track of the important moments in life; good and bad.

    One of the downsides of watching the not-for-profit we’re involved in blossom is that I have less and less time to remember I have a blog of my own.  Which likely explains how nearly eight months passed between my last post and today. I spend so much time working on their newsletter, blog posts, twitter and Facebook page that I find it’s become an extension of my life.

    The end is near. I’m busy working on my final paper in my final class in my degree. At the end of the month, I’ll be writing a final exam for the last time. Or at least, for the last time in a while. I’m definitely taking a few years off of school after I complete this degree. I’m tired. My brain is fried. But I am looking forward to walking across the stage at commencement in November.

    I fell off the health wagon months back and have slowly gained back about 1/2 of the weight I lost a few years ago. Stress, injuries and laziness seem to have played the biggest part. I’m hoping once school is finished that I can get back on track. I miss fitting into my clothes!

    That’s it. That’s all I’ve got at the moment. Today, we write a short post. Rather than making a silly resolution to return to blogging almost daily, I think I’ll try to add a new post to this blog once a week and see how it goes from there.



    National Celiac Disease Awareness Month

    Scribbled down on May 1st, 2013 by she
    Posted in Art, Vittles & Beer

    It’s national Celiac disease awareness month (in the US, not sure about Canada) so I thought I’d reflect on one of those “small world” things. Like many new Celiac’s, when I was diagnosed a few years ago the first thing I did was search for resource websites like the Canadian Celiac Association, etc. I found a few awesome Celiac mailing lists and discovered a site that would become my go-to for information: Not Even a Crumb.

    I signed up for the newsletter, followed on twitter and became a friend to Ms. Wheaton on FB. ‘Cause I was bound and determined to learn as much about the disease as I could so I could FEEL GOOD again. I’d been sick so long I’d forgotten what ”normal” felt like (or perhaps never knew).

    But going GF was more difficult than expected. I missed bread. And oats. Having a nut allergy meant that a lot of standard GF flours or mixes couldn’t be used in our house. We can’t purchase GF foodstuffs from bulk bins (where they appear to be most readily available) due to cross contamination concerns. Then Deb told me all about Gluten Free Prairie and my world became bright and sunny again. We can make meatloaf, hamburgers, and I can have porridge. Oh, and we can bake again.

    So of course, many moons later (a year or so I think), when I learned who her son was, I was a bit star struck. In reverse you could say. When I next met up with him in a convention line, we didn’t talk about his career but rather the impact his mom’s websites and the family GF Oat business made on my life. Best.Conversation.Ever.

    Today I’d like to thank Deb Wheaton for being an excellent resource for a newly diagnosed Celiac and in the few years post diagnosis. I still read every word and check out all the products and books you recommend!

    *psst* He’s really proud of your new cookie line ;)

    Fenris Wolf

    Scribbled down on April 5th, 2013 by she
    Posted in Terrify’n Space Monkeys

    Once upon a time there was a young couple living in military housing in Winnipeg. Days after moving in, their house was broken into and the door busted off the hinges. Military housing took 3 days to put a new door on the house. The wife couldn’t sleep and was scared. So they decided to get a dog.

    They were told the dog they were rescuing was an 8 week old GSD. After the first trip to the vet they learned they adopted a 1-2 yr GSD/Coy mix, starved & scared of men.

    She blossomed. Never grew to the giant size expected originally. Partially due to her Coy genetics. Partially due to a harsh puppy-hood.

    She loved. She adored playing in water. She grinned like a fool. She camped. She ruled the house as alpha as two new dogs were added to the family over the years. And always, she kept us all feeling safe & loved.

    14 years & 4 months later, she crossed the rainbow bridge. Goodbye Fenris Wolf. We shall all miss you.

    Late out of the gate

    Scribbled down on November 29th, 2012 by she
    Posted in Random Burbling

    I struggled picking my charity to support with my annual Poppy count this year. The non-profit I’m involved with supports Equality Now, Kids Need to Read, and Edmonton’s Youth Empowerment and Support Services so as much as I love those three charities, I thought I needed to select a different organization. In the past, I’ve also tied Movember donations to the poppy count. This year I supported a few people in their moo-stache escapades at the beginning of the month, which took it off the list of potential charities…

    So that left me with a handful of military related charities and my favourite dog rescue to select from. I was leaning towards a military oriented charity (mostly because I support CaliCan all year long) when the unthinkable happened. A CaliCan pup, on it’s way to it’s fur-ever home, got lost in Leduc in the middle of winter. Poe had only arrived in Canada a few short weeks before and, being from California, had no exposure to bitter cold before. The snow flew, the temperatures dropped, and dozens of volunteers scoured the neighbourhoods of Leduc to find a 6 lb black chihuahua. Reports of sightings came in near daily. After 5 days of being on the run, Poe was finally found and returned to CaliCan. Which, of course, meant a trip to the emergency vet.  Having had experience paying emergency vet bills (thanks Zoe!), we know that it can be significantly more expensive than visiting a vet during normal business hours. So, with that in mind, we’re sending our poppy pennies to CaliCan to help defray the costs of Poe’s visit to the vet.

    slow down and smell the poppies

    Scribbled down on November 1st, 2012 by she
    Posted in Random Burbling

    Seems to me that life has become crazy busy lately. In addition to working on my final course for my degree at RMC, the not-for-profit organization I helped establish (Alberta Browncoats) has been growing by leaps and bounds lately. We’ve been attending conventions, planning a shindig, and rolling out membership options over the past month. And, of course, I’ve been knitting like a mad woman so we have convention stock.

    Somewhere in there I still manage to work full-time as an eLearning developer.

    Next week Drew and I will be taking a much needed vacation to Ottawa. Drew’s been many times but, despite living in capital cities of many states and countries, I’ve never been to our own country’s capital before. In addition to traipsing around museums and spending a few days with Drew’s parents we’ll have a chance to participate in the Remembrance Day ceremony on Parliament Hill.  Something I’ve had on my bucket list for years now.

    Time to pack my bags. And knitting ;)



    Scribbled down on September 19th, 2012 by she
    Posted in Friends & Family, Random Burbling

    In a week it’ll be 6 years since dad passed. A lot can happen in 6 years. Many memories that never get shared. Many times when you pick up a phone wanting advice and remembering, at the last minute, that the person you’re calling isn’t there. Since his passing we’ve been putting an annual memorial notice in the local paper. This year, partially because so many other things have been going on, I didn’t send in a notice for publication. I’m torn. It feels weird knowing that this year there won’t be a letter from mom with a snippet out of the local paper containing the memorial notice. It feels even stranger that I’m quickly approaching university graduation (May, 2013) and knowing dad won’t be there to celebrate.

    time flies

    Scribbled down on July 9th, 2012 by she
    Posted in Random Burbling

    Wow, it’s been nearly a year since I updated my blog.

    A lot has happened this year. I don’t think I’ll be going to back to record any of it.

    Onwards and upwards. Or something like that.

    It’s the most wonderful time of the year

    Scribbled down on November 18th, 2011 by she
    Posted in Frothing At The Bit, Random Burbling, Save Us From Evil

    A lovely woman I know, let’s call her Kikki, has issued a challenge to Edmontonian’s to put away our “bah humbugs” and do more for others this holiday season. When I read her original challenge, I had to shake my head. Not because I don’t think it’s a good idea. It’s just an odd concept to me to accept a “challenge” that my husband and I would consider parts of our daily lives.

    Years ago, hubs and I realized that we often have more than we need. We might not have a fancy car (our “youngest” vehicle is approaching 9 years old) or a big house (790 sq feet) but we have a roof over our head, clothes on our backs, and food on our table.

    Long ago we stepped away from traditional Christmas gift giving and started giving to charities rather than giving presents. We adopted families and organizations rather than attending parties or spending ridiculous amounts on items we’d likely never use.

    And we don’t stop at an arbitrarily defined “holiday season”. We realized that the need for support doesn’t end when Christmas wrapping paper goes into the trash. It exists all year long. So we do our best each and every month to make a difference, however small, in other’s lives.

    Somewhere along the way we’ve realized that “there but for the grace of go I…” and started trying to live our lives to honour the sentiment. Perhaps it’s because of the time I spent living in what are politely termed “developing countries” or the time my husband has spent Peacekeeping and Peacemaking across the globe; we’ve realized just how incredibly fortunate an act of chance – our births in Canada – have made us.

    As we get older, we’ve watched our “friends” pool decrease to the point where we’ve surrounded ourselves mainly with like minded individuals. Most of our friends and acquaintances are actively involved in non-profit organizations. They plan and deliver meals to the homeless. They run dog rescues. They raise funds for women’s rights organizations or to put books into school libraries for underprivileged children. They build schools in developing countries. They fund community centres and gather diapers for teen mothers. They pass out backpacks with supplies to homeless community members. These people we choose to spend time with do something amazing for others on a regular basis and their efforts need to be celebrated.

    We’re going to continue on our daily lives as if Kikki’s challenge doesn’t exist. Because for us it’s not a challenge; it’s simply the right thing to do. As 2011 draws to a close and 2012 looms before us, I’m asking everyone else to join us in making helping someone less fortunate than you something you do all year long. Stop using “it’s the reason for the season” as an excuse to only participate in giving once a year. Do something each and every month.

    Bah humbug!

    and in the going down of the sun

    Scribbled down on November 11th, 2011 by she
    Posted in Those Who Volunteered

    For those who have served and fallen – both during their service or after retirement – take a moment to remember their sacrifice.

    Great Grandpa. Serjt Alexander Cumming. Royal Highlanders (Black Watch). Died 25/09/1915. Age Unknown. Panel 78 to 83. LOOS MEMORIAL (Dud's Corner, British Cemetary, Loos, France

    Serjt Alexander Cumming. S/N: 3/3748. 9th Bn Royal Highlanders (Black Watch). Died 25/09/1915. Age (at time of death) unknown.


    Black Watch

    Royal Highlanders (Black Watch)



    This notice has hung on the wall in my parent’s home for as long as I can remember…


    Dud Corner British Cemetary

    Dud Corner British Cemetary. Site of LOOS MEMORIAL. Loos, France

    Dud Corner British Cemetary. Loos, France.

    Dud Corner British Cemetary. Loos, France

    Black Watch missing are listed on Panels 78 - 83. LOOS MEMORIAL.

    The missing of the Black Watch are listed on Panels 78 – 83. LOOS MEMORIAL.

    95 years later. April, 2011


    Grandma and Grandpa Grandpa in the Pacific Grandpa

    CPO William Cumming. Royal Navy. WWII



    Dad. Royal Canadian Navy. Peacetime.


    CFB Borden. Late 1950s/Early 1960s

    Boot camp. CFB Borden. Late 1950s/Early 1960s