Christmas 2008

Monday, December 1, 2008 by Michelle

Five minutes was all it took to go "Christmas shopping" this year, but I'm hoping our family and friends are happy with the results. Usually we cherry pick charities to give to for each person, matching the gift to the recipient. This year, we decided to give our donation to only one organization; family and friends this year helped pay for shares in a community well through the Canadian Feed the Children's "Best Gift Ever" program. The Western World spends a ridiculous amount of money and resources on bottled water, despite having the cleanest and most accessible water in the world. Yet, many people around the world have little access to clean water, and often women and girls have to walk miles to carry it home to their families. This means girls are not able to go to school and instead have to do back-breaking labour. Our hope is that a village will be able to not only have access to clean drinking water, but that it will also allow the girls to go to school and women to better provide for themselves and their families. Merry Christmas everyone!

We have no excuse for drinking bottled water…

Tuesday, February 26, 2008 by Michelle

It's official. Vancouver has some of the tastiest tap water around. No more excuses for drinking bottled water, which is often tap water from other municipalities! See the article here.

Astute Cartoon

Friday, February 22, 2008 by Michelle

Very astute cartoon here about the nature of PE teachers. I think this guy must have had some of the same as I did in junior high!

Have a Coke and a…

Friday, February 8, 2008 by Michelle

... brain meltdown. I haven’t had any Coke in a very long time; it has been so long that I don’t even remember how many years ago it was that I last “enjoyed” a glass of the stuff. Today, I foolishly had a glass of Coke and afterwards it was an interesting experience, to say the very least.

First, my head got all fuzzy as the sugar rushed straight to my veins and into my poor defenseless brain. Once the fuzziness started to quell, it hit the rest of me like a runaway freight train. The explosion of sugar and chemicals, mixed with caffeine (of which I rarely indulge), was like a supersonic magic potion of Asterix proportions. To say I’m currently a little hyper would be so understated as to be ludicrous.

It’s now time for a 5km run just to get me back halfway to “normal.” I wonder if I’ll sleep at all this weekend?