Friday Pick 174

I recently started following Pam at roughwhiting. You can’t read any post on roughwhiting without immediately realizing that Pam loves words and has a way with them. Pam is also the author of two books; The Right Wrong Man and Twin Desires.

In Pam’s own words:

I write because I love the written word. I love stories of fiction and lore; therefore, I create with the written word too. My last name is Wight, and I teach creative writing for fun – calling it Rough Writing. My students have renamed my class ROUGH WIGHTING, and I think that’s just perfect.

This week, I’ve chosen the post below as my Friday Pick.

In this post Pam matter-of-factly states, “We humans love romance: dreaming/fantasizing about it, searching for it, and if we’re lucky, living it”.…and I think she’s right!

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So, How’d You Two Meet?  by roughwhiting


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What Does Home Mean To You?


As most of you know, I started working at Oxford House Foundation of Canada as their Development Coordinator in May.

Essentially, I am the fundraiser, community engager, the Talker as one of my co-workers recently declared, and whatever else is required to help out when needed.

And I am happy to do it!

It would be somewhat of an understatement if I were to say I love it there, but I’m not quite sure how to say it differently.

All I know is that the people I work with were quick to welcome me to the Oxford family, and their passion and commitment for the organization and the work they do is inspiring.

They make me want to do a really, really good job!

For those of you who do not know, Oxford House is a network of 30 houses in Calgary and Edmonton that provide homes for over 140 men and women who are in recovery from addictions.

The concept is simple. Contribute your share of the household’s expenses and chores. Stay clean and sober. Join the workforce and take your life back.

Recovery is possible in an Oxford Home. And men and women in recovery benefit greatly from the peer-to-peer support they find in each other and the support they receive from dedicated staff who have lived experience, most of whom are also alumni of an Oxford home!

It takes hands to build a house. It takes hearts to build a home.

It takes hands to build a house. It takes hearts to build a home.

Speaking of home. It’s been the talk around our proverbial water cooler lately.

Our Oxford family has really embraced the word home.

Because we know that a house is just four walls. It keeps out the weather.

It provides security from the outside world. It gives you a place to be when there’s nowhere else to go.

But a home…

that’s where friends and family gather.

A home is where you can put your feet up and relax.

Home is where you sit around the table, eat a meal together, share your hopes and your dreams, ask for advice. Cry until you laugh. Laugh until you cry.

Home is where you can challenge others to be their best and also be challenged yourself toward the same end.

Yeah, sure, sometimes it hurts, but it comes from people who care and that makes it a precious gift.

Yes, home has become a theme; in our houses and at the office. Whenever we talk about programs or events or gatherings, we think about how to create a sense of home.

What images are conjured up when you think of home? What’s your favourite childhood memory of home? Does it seem  like I’m picking your brain for more images of home? So what? We’re all friends here, right? <3


What does home mean to you?

How To Destroy Your Enemies


Am I not destroying my enemies when I make friends of them? – Abe Lincoln

How To Destroy Your Enemies

  1. You could dig up dirt on them and leak it to the public
  2. You could study them to determine their weaknesses and chip away at them until they break under the pressure
  3. You could study them to determine what/who they love and cut them off from it/them
  4. You could gather data to prove that they are wrong about something and discredit them
  5. You could bear false witness against them, thereby inviting the unjustified wrath of others
  6. You could harm them in some way and render them useless
  7. Or you could enter into a conversation with them to find out what you have in common and take it from there…

Often when disagreements surface, we feel we must clobber down those who work against us and their ideas.

We’re afraid if we don’t, we won’t get our way.

We want to win.

If we really want to win, we should start where we agree and work forward from there. And if we’re really lucky, the end result will be better than either side could have imagined alone.

(c) Ferens Art Gallery; Supplied by The Public Catalogue Foundation


Friday Pick 173

Kat over at CANDYFLOSS DREAMS writes about lifestyle, parenting, weight loss and money-making. And I think that just like the rest of us here in the blogosphere, Kat loves to write and blogs to become a better writer.

In Kat’s own words:

…I used to tell people I was just a mum but now I realize there is so much more to me than just being someone’s parent…I’m a woman, who appreciates that she needs to work bloody hard in this world to get anywhere, I’m a mum to an equally strong-willed daughter who I want to raise to have the same values as I have, I have interests outside of parenting and I read a lot, I play video games a lot, I go to the cinema a lot – and not just for Disney films, thank you! We go out, we adventure and we have a lot of fun, sometimes as a whole family, sometimes as just adults and sometimes I even get to venture out with my friends on my own.

This week, I’ve chosen the post below as my Friday Pick.

In this post Kat talks about how to prepare for your child’s first day at school…

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A letter to my Daughter by CANDYFLOSS DREAMS


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The Feeling Is Mutual My Dear

You ever have one of those Oh-man-I-love-this-product experiences only to discover the next time you go to get some more that it’s been discontinued?

The 'They ran out of my favourite product' Facepalm

The ‘They ran out of my favourite product’ Facepalm

I don’t know when I was first introduced to them.

I can’t remember if I bought them at a market, or if someone made some and gave them to me. All I know is that I loved them.

I mean they got the job done.


And no word of a lie. For probably 30 years or more, every now and then, I’ve talked about them with someone.

I’d say things like:  “Did you ever have them?

What did you think of them?

Aren’t they great?

Hey do you know where I could get some?”

And then I would resign myself again to the fact that they just don’t exist anymore…

More on them in a bit…


I first met Stephanie about 25 or so years ago. I was working at a Drop-In Coffee House for homeless people. Stephanie was one of many teenagers I got to know back then.

Truth is I don’t know much about how she ended up getting caught up in street culture, but I do remember looking into her face and thinking she was an old soul.

You ever meet a kid like that? I mean you look into her eyes and there’s a depth and knowledge in there; something you don’t usually see until someone’s been around for quite a bit longer than a teenager.

Then we lost touch.

Maybe 10 or so years later, she showed up again. She was in town and came by to say hi. Our organization had moved locations and was no longer a Drop In, but she found us.

No longer on the streets, she had changed her life. Now living on the west coast, she was a working mom taking care of her kids. I was so happy for her and so proud of how she was making a better life for her family.

Fast forward a few more years and Facebook comes along and we find each other again. And then one day recently, she posted a picture of THEM!

I’d thought they were gone forever, but there they were on my timeline. And Stephanie makes them!

I immediately commented on them, saying something like, “I love those! Nothing has ever worked for me like them!


In response, Stephanie sent me a private message, “What’s your address, I’ll send some to you?”

They arrived on Monday with a note that said something like, “Thanks for being there for me during hard times. I’m glad we’re still in touch.”

The feeling is mutual my dear Stephanie

Maybe you don’t know this, but I was struggling back then too – and people like you inspired me and made me want to be a better person.

Thank you for being there for me Stephanie.

And thank you for these awesome dish cloths and extras!


Dare To Do Our Duty

Lets have faith that right makes might; and in that faith let us, to the end, dare to do our duty as we understand it. – Abe Lincoln

941f1561a78c3f96768282ba235cde09Yesterday my friend Helga was telling me about a movie she recently saw about a man who finds a wallet.

The man who finds the wallet initially intends to return it; in the absence of ID, the man calls the name and number on a slip of paper he finds tucked deep in the wallet.

The person agrees to call the owner of the wallet and pass on the wallet-finding man’s contact information.

Later, the man finds a lottery ticket tucked into the wallet and checks the number.

It’s a winner.

And now the man begins to struggle with his initial intention.

It’s easy to judge this man.

We’d like to think that we would do the right thing.

But doing the right thing isn’t always easy.

If it were, wouldn’t everybody be doing it?


Often, doing the right thing takes us off track, or costs us in some way. I can’t help thinking that the price of not doing the right thing though, is ultimately more costly.

Friday Pick 172

Amanda over at Insidethelifeofmoi certainly doesn’t need me to direct traffic her way, but I find her so delightful. She writes on a plethora of subjects; sometimes funny, sometimes dead serious. I was particularly drawn in by the post I chose below.

In Amanda’s own words:

…A lifetime ago, or so it seems, *coughs* …It was only last year… I started this blog. I felt an overwhelming desire to rediscover my passion for writing, and I thought what better way of sharing my writing than to start a blog! The trouble was, I had no idea what a blog was, nor did I know what to do with one. In fact, I was a complete technophobe and generally avoided anything technical like the plague. (If, in doubt, I’d get my husband to do it!) Tired of my techno-evading ways, I thought I’d better gain some independence and get with the times…

This week, I’ve chosen the post below as my Friday Pick.

In this post Amanda shares a delightful vlog that answers the questions of some of her followers…

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and tell Amanda Diana sent you…

Ask Me Anything by Insidethelifeofmoi


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