Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Out standing in my field

As a general rule, I hate fall.

I hate the crispness in the air. I hate the increased traffic due to school being back in session. And I hate that I have to bundle up every time I plan an outing.

Most of all, I hate that summer is over and winter is threatening to rear its ugly head..... for the next 10 months.

There are, however, a couple of events that do make me appreciate this time of year:

Number one, Dancing with the Stars debuts again on September 20. (That's right, peeps -- get your spray tan on! Woot!)

And number two, CFCW radio brings back its regular "Meals in the Field" September promotion.

In short, because local farm families are busy bringing in the harvest during this time of year, CFCW will give them a break and supply them with a BBQ lunch, right out in their field.

A very cool* act indeed.

(*You know, much like the weather these days.....)

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Reflecting on New Orleans

Gazing out the car window while driving from Alabama to Louisiana during the spring of 2006, it was impossible to miss the destruction left behind by Hurricane Katrina.

As we approached New Orleans, the frequency of abandoned cars on the interstate increased, and many homes appeared to have been vacated completely.



The image that really stayed with me was that of a home along the interstate in which the occupants were clearly forced to their roof during the flooding, and they painted the word "HELP" up top, which still remained all those months later.

Now, five years to the date after Katrina first hit, I wonder about those homes I saw that day.

Did the occupants return? (Or even survive?)
Has the paint been scrubbed clean?
Were the residents able to start their lives again?

It's sad, really, that although stories such as Hurricane Katrina are mainstays in the news during their peak, they then disappear from the headlines once more.... leaving us only with questions of, "Whatever happened to.....?"

Unless, of course, you live within the story's vicinity, in which case I'm sure there's no escape from the mental and emotional destruction that is left behind.

 

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Secret admirers

Regular visitors to this city's  West Edmonton Mall will notice that the giant whale, which has been a staple here for several decades, is missing.

In its place today was a line up of mostly young women and their companions, waiting to be allowed entrance into the mall's newest vendor: Victoria's Secret.

Billed as the first* location to house a Victoria's Secret outside of the United States, West Edmonton Mall appears to be a perfect fit (pun intended) for this franchise.

And I, for one, couldn't be happier.

(* That's right, we beat out Toronto for this prestigious bragging right. We's classy, y'all!)



Gone are the days of only being able to purchase Victoria's Secret products while on a stateside vacation. And gone are the days of paying hefty shipping fees for my online purchases during times when I just couldn't wait to own yet another cleavage-enhancing bra.

Now I have the luxury of taking the 5-minute drive down the road and shopping in person for as long and as often as my budget allows.