Alexandre and Frederic Bilodeau Celebrate Gold at Sochi
Canada’s Alex-Bilodeau- Gold Men’s Moguls
Canada’s Mikael Kingsbury Silver Medalist Men’s Moguls
Canada’s Charles Hamelin – Gold Men’s short-track-speedskating-1500-m
Silver medalists Kaetlyn Osmond, Patrick Chan, Kevin Reynolds, Meagan Duhamel, Eric Radford, Kirsten Moore-Towers, Dylan Moscovitch, Tessa Virtue and Scott Moir of Canada celebrate during the medal ceremony for the Team Figure Skating Overall on day 3 of the Sochi 2014 Winter Olympics at Medals Plaza in the Olympic Park on February 10, 2014 in Sochi, Russia.
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Canada won a historic silver medal in the first-ever Olympic Skating team event on Sunday
Russia took the gold with 75 points to 65 for Canada. Each county was allotted 10 points for winning in men’s, ladies, pairs and ice dance short and free programs, nine points for second place and so on. The United States finished third, five points behind Canada.
“We’re so proud of our team,” said defending Olympic champion ice dancer Tessa Virtue. “I think Canada really showed its true colours. It’s so special to be a part of this event.”
Justine Dufour-Lapointe of Montreal has won Canada’s first gold medal of the Sochi Olympics — and her sister Chloe was on the podium beside her holding silver
KRASNAYA POLYANA, Russia — Mark McMorris wasn’t going to let a broken rib derail his Olympic plan.
The Canadian snowboarder needed acupuncture, massage therapy and plenty of rehab exercises to get back in form after crashing at the X Games late last month. He knew he would have to fight through the pain and impress the judges to reach the podium in slopestyle’s Olympic debut.
He did just that Saturday, nailing his second run to win bronze and give Canada its first medal of the Sochi Games.
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Today’s post is brought to you by SK8ERBOY …
Guess what came in the mail today, all the way from Germany?
Well, not today, I got the drop notice in my letterbox yesterday.
After all that farting around to get my name on the drop sheet downstairs, they did not even attempt a drop.
We have these post offices in pharmacies located all around the city. We also have dedicated post offices for mail (out) only. But if you visit any major pharmacy here, they usually will have a mail/drop facility.
It is easier to drop at a drop location than to carry around packages to individual homes or apartment blocks. So you get a drop slip with the location of your drop which you then have to go pick up.
These have been on my “want” list for some time, and I just never got around the putting in an order mainly because of the currency (the Euro) and the foreign website (which is in English, but the store is in German).
Thanks to Google Translate, it made the whole purchase worth it.
I don’t think I’ve paid so much for six pairs of sox in my life, you would have thought that I’d go for some exotic underwear that would cost just as much, but we don’t do exotic underwear here.
My collection of exotics just grew by six. You see it on Tumblr. You put it into Google, and you come out with a website or Ebay store. Every exotic shoe/sock purchase I’ve made originated on Tumblr.
The weather is a bit iffy today. Flurry snow is falling, and they say freezing rain is going to follow, which will only complicate the icy conditions on the roads and sidewalks.
I think I am coming down with a cold. I’ve got that I want to sleep and achey feeling going on, so I may nap this afternoon.
I did some safari on the way home from the post office but I didn’t get anything for lunch, but I have frozen chicken in the freezer I could bake up, but I am not hot and bothered about it just yet.
I think that’s all for right now.
More to come, I am sure …
Today was the day … Yes, That day …
We pulled the boxes from the hall closet, they are getting all tattered and old. We’ve used the same boxes for tree, ornaments and lights since we first bought them more than 10 years ago.
Early today I set up the tree and un-bunched the branches. Because in order to store it, the branches must be bunched.
After a short nap, or what seemed like minutes, I got up and started untangling the lights.
Hubby got up and we loaded the DVD player with Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer on the tube and decorated the tree.
Santa Claus is Coming to Town is on now. And the tree is sparkling.
The tree above, is the old tree that stood in Place Montreal Trust a number of years ago. They have a new tree that I haven’t photographed yet.
Something to do this year.
Bring on the Holidays.
One online source tell us that we are in store for 20 cm of snow in the coming days. That is one site. The other two and the tv don’t concur.
We’ll see who gets it right.
THERE ARE 32 SHOPPING DAYS UNTIL CHRISTMAS …
More to come, stay tuned…
Living in Florida for the most part of my life, hurricanes were something we learned how to deal with. They came year after year. And for the most part, we survived in tact. Until 1992 … When Hurricane Andrew hit Florida, Southern Miami and Homestead in particular were ground zero.
Everything was destroyed as far as the eyes could see. Millions of people were homeless. With no water, no shelter, and no food. And I was in the middle of it. I was there.
The people in Philippines weren’t so SAFE. More than 11 million from 36 provinces had been affected and more than 10,000 people were feared dead since Typhoon Haiyan made landfall in the Philippines on Friday. The coming days and weeks are critical. Hundreds of thousands of people have no shelter, food or water and families are already being forced to drink contaminated water from open wells. The threat of disease and malnutrition is high. The need for life-saving emergency aid is huge.
We can change governments, jobs, the economy and even the rights of marriage, but we can’t change Mother Nature. Therefore I urge you to make a donation! Talk to your local charity and Filipino organizations to find ways to help out.
- For a full list of registered Canadian charities, click here
- To donate to the Red Cross’ Typhoon Haiyan fund, click here
I know that the Filipino people will be strong, united and will rise up from this tragedy. But strength comes from the help of others. PLEASE donate if you can. Every little helps!
It takes a village to care for people. And with another natural disaster, it will take the world to bring them back to life. They have so little and need so much, and we (as the world) can give that to them. So please, be generous.
Find the Filipino community where you live and the organizations that are giving aide, and participate.
Thank you …
The Ministry of Pleasure and My Side of the Street.
Photos and text courtesy of The Ministry of Pleasure, U.K.
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It is Sunday. And the weather has cooled off a great deal from what it was just a couple of days ago. Blue skies and 21c out, it was cool and breezy out and back tonight.
For some reason, I was a bit off today. I was napping and kept pushing back my alarm clock, oblivious that I had to be somewhere soon. I overslept by 15 minutes and then rushed myself into the shower and out the door.
I opted to take the overland route instead of the tunnel, hoping that it would buy me a little more time to set up, and a couple of friends were waiting outside the church when I got there, to help set up so I could get the coffee on.
It was nice to see one of my friends and get to talk to him about how things have transpired over the last week. There are key people who play into how I navigated the week as it happened. People I can count on in a pinch.
It was a fair gathering – the last week of reading from the Big Book, as next week will be the last Sunday, which is a Traditions meeting.
We began reading chapter 11 – A Vision for You. The last chapter comprising the “meat and potatoes” of the Big Book and the first 164 pages of required reading to complete the work of getting sober.
And in the first seven pages of this chapter we get to read about two of three of the penultimate vignettes that take place to cement the story of how the fellowship came to be.
First, is the visual and story of Bill going on a business trip, and it went badly for him and we find him in the lobby of the Mayflower Hotel, betwixt and between choices of either going to the bar, or phoning someone to help keep him sober.
Just a few months sober, he was on the bubble. What would he do? Go to the bar and drink, or safeguard his sobriety by finding someone to work with?
This decision changed his life, and penultimately the beginning of A.A. had begun.
For indeed he went to the phone book and started calling people from the phone book that was provided him, and it took many tried to get someone on the phone,
And I heard tonight, from a friend, that he would have stopped at two, if not having made that contact, saying fuck it and going to drink.
But Bill was steadfast. And finally he got Henrietta on the phone and eventually met with Dr. Bob. And that ever important relationship began.
The second vignette we get is the image above … Bill and Dr. Bob meeting with Anonymous number one in the hospital. This is the photograph that is the ultimate image of the fellowship, the “man on the bed.”
It is found in many places, and is hanging in the office at Inter group where the office and phone bank for the Montreal fellowship resides.
This chapter brings to mind the thought of choices. By this time, in the book, we have studied the steps and heard the promises, have been introduced to the spiritual experience, and spent time learning how to deal with ourselves, our employers, our wives and how to help those people directly involved with drunks like us.
The third vignette that is important to the sober journey is when the book paints the picture of Bill sitting in the kitchen with a long sober friend, and later, Bill has his own spiritual experience. These are the three most important stories we get about the founders of our fellowship.
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By now we should be steeped in the book. And if we have done it correctly, we would have landed a sponsor to help us with our steps, and found a home group to connect with to do service and hopefully we have landed and began building our foundations in sobriety.
The first 164 pages of the book are the work pages. It all comes to a head soon where we hear the famous Vision for You statement.
VISION FOR YOU
Our book is meant to be suggestive only. We realize we know only a little. God will constantly disclose more to you and to us. Ask Him in your morning meditation what you can do each day for the man who is still sick. The answers will come, if your own house is in order. But obviously you cannot transmit something you haven’t got. See to it that your relationship with Him is right, and great events will come to pass for you and countless others. This is the Great Fact for us.
Abandon yourself to God as you understand God. Admit your faults to Him and to your fellows. Clear away the wreckage of your past. Give freely of what you find and join us. We shall be with you in the Fellowship of the Spirit, and you will surely meet some of us as you trudge the Road of Happy Destiny.
May God bless you and keep you — until then.
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This is how the chapter ends, and it is an invitation to maintain the journey and with all we know now about ourselves and our fellow drunks, we have embarked on a journey that can only get better if we stick close to the program and each other.
A good night was had by all. July is coming to an end. And August is just around the corner. Nest week is Tradition Seven and then my birthday falls on the 31st, and we look forwards to the beginning of seasons change into Fall in a few weeks.
Fall happens to be my favorite time of year.
More to come, stay tuned …
Yes, that is a McDonald’s across the street from the Cathedral, as the building sits on Ste Catherine’s Street downtown. I took these shots on a vigil some time ago, because there is snow on the ground in the series. Blessedly, there was no snow, but it was chilly outside, and the flame was very big.
It was a glorious night. Many followers attended the service which ran two hours from start to finish. Tonight we hear the five great readings from Scripture from Genesis, a reading from St. John Chrysostom, Exodus, Homily on the Passover by Melito of Sardis, and once again from Exodus, and ending in the Gospel of Mark.
My friend and fellow Deacon Donald was there serving at the mass, he is to be ordained a priest this fall 2013.
From the darkness of the church, the paschal candle is carried into the church where it is proclaimed “Lumen Chrisi” Light of Christ. And we then light our candles one from another and candle light shines as the readings were done, and finally in a flurry of bells and organ and choir sing … Alleluia He is Risen.
A good night was had by all.
Tomorrow is Easter Sunday, and we shall gather at 6:15 for the tradition meeting for the month at St. Leon’s.
Firstly, welcome to all the new followers of the blog. It seems you like what I am doing, and that is always a good sign of where to go next.
I’ve got a new follower from our magic city of light. And after reading his blog earlier I thought I’d put up something I did a while ago – but never wrote about it because it was a school assignment. Maybe he will engage this post…
I took a semester of Sociology, because my husband is an M.A. Candidate in the Department of Sociology at Concordia. This was at Dawson last year.
One of our work papers consisted of performing acts of breaking the norm when it came to mass transit, elevators and escalators.
When I first moved here more than 10 years ago, I fell in love with the city, not only because it was my birth mother’s city and I have family here, I came to visit and decided to stay.
It IS my anniversary of my arrival in Montreal this Easter. And so the first week I visited places, found meetings, found a place to live, sent off my application for my birthright citizenship form, and began to get to know the city.
Coming from Miami, there was little mass transit. One train, One line, and feeder buses connecting both points. I was blown away by the Metro System here. It is a big system. But pales in comparison to other Canadian cities and some in the U.S. like Washington and New York.
Montreal has its own charm. And there were things I learned early on. Like how to line up waiting for the bus in orderly fashion. Nobody seemed to push or barge in front of someone in line. People were polite and orderly.
Escalators … Stand Right, Walk Left. Never stand on the left, and never walk on the right. Except of course you are on a BIG escalator in a station.
Then it is all fair game.
Elevators … Always be kind to your neighbors. I live in a highrise. Never play music while others are in the elevator. It is rude and antisocial. People come in the elevator and talk on their phones. (Like I want to overhear your entire conversation !!! ) Going Up, What floor?, Hello Good day/evening.
If you enter a crowded elevator – take off your backpack and hold it by your feet to save space. THIS GOES for the Metro and the Bus as well. Because sometimes buses and trains are packed in peak hours.
When you get on a bus, if you are in a queue line, you are observant of others in front of you and behind you. Never sit in the front seats of a bus – they are often reserved by handicapped folks, older members or children.
Always be mindful of your bus driver. Be polite. Say hello – good day – have a nice day/night, and goodbye. Preferably in FRENCH !!!
People wait in orderly bunches on Metro platforms. On some platforms there are clear door markers on the floor marking where the doors will open. Always allow riders debarking the train to get off before you barge your way onto the train.
Never sit in marked seats for the pregnant and disabled.
Always be mindful of what is going on ON the train while you ride. You never know when you will get to practice your chivalry or your French. Always be kind – don’t hog two seats because you only need one. Take care to pay attention to others, in case shit goes down while you are traveling.
You will notice that most folks are connected medically to their devices. Be they phones, players, I-phones, MP3 players and the like. Don’t blast your music and be aware of what is going on around you in case you need to step in and do something.
Learning how to navigate the Metro system took some time, until I learned what the directional signs meant. There are four lines. Green Line (downtown) Orange Line (Financial district line – going from one end of the city to the other) and the Blue line (which bisects the city up on the Mountain) from Snowdon to St. Michel. And finally the yellow line which operates from Berri to the South Shore and Ille Ste. Helen (where Expo 67 took place).
Your stop corresponds to the direction the train is traveling. You get on the train in the direction of your stop, the end points are identified on all metro platforms. I live downtown.
Our building sits equidistant between George Vanier on the Orange line, Atwater Metro on the Green line and Guy on the Green line up the way from here going into the East end.
Over the years the STM has perfected the way we use transit. We went from tickets we fed into turnstiles to plastic monthly passes we swiped to the all important OPUS pass that is a rechargeable credit card that holds all kinds of fares, be it daily, weekends, monthly etc …
If you are not fully fluent in French, you will learn, if you come here to live.
French is mother tongue over the transit platform. I’ve learned my French at Dawson and learning to live in this multicultural city. However I identify as a member of the anglo community. I find the only places I use French in my daily life is on transit, the grocery store and the shopping malls. For the most part I live in English Montreal. My meetings are in English and most of my friends are English – but a fair number of my friends are fully multi lingual.
The English AA and French AA share the same space at the Intergroup office. Our meeting lists are printed multi-culturally, French, English, Spanish, and Farsi. With the need of meetings crossing cultures, AA has adapted to the needs of the people in the city.
So now that we have given you the pointer of how to navigate our city, we come to the highlight of the post. The breaking social norms exercise. We had a week to complete this task. Then it became a written paper for class.
We were asked to do things a bit differently. With all that I have written above about etiquette and social responsibility this was our task.
1. To sit where we shouldn’t
2. To stand/walk where we shouldn’t
3. Take seats that are not usually sat in (see above)
4. Be counter the flow
And add to this watch how folks respond to breaking the social norm.
I found that I could not break social norms when it came to the bus, metro and escalators. And I surely did not sit in a front seat on a bus, I never sit in the front seats on any bus, Even if I at at the head of a line getting aboard.
I’ve learned in Living here more than a decade, there are unspoken rules that we all live by. And your lessons start the first day you set foot on our streets. We are kind people. We are forgiving. And we are polite.
However, there are those who just don’t fill any of these qualities.
NEVER be rude to an S.T.M Employee.
NEVER be rude to a bus driver.
Just Never be RUDE if you can handle that.
Smile, be kind and be aware of what is going on around you because you might, one day, have to act to help another human being on your day’s journey.
And that is a snapshot of Montreal from my perspective.
What have you learned about people, where you live???
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