Sunday, 10 August 2014
The Militant Baker: THINGS NO ONE WILL TELL FAT GIRLS...SO I WILL
The Militant Baker: THINGS NO ONE WILL TELL FAT GIRLS...SO I WILL: (All images by the incredible Liora K ) Things that I wish I knew earlier Things that I've learned in real life. Thing...
Girls Weekend 2014
The weather was far from perfect. It rained the whole night we were there and the wind carried a chill to it. Needless to say unlike the years before, Girls weekend did not see the beach! What it did see was 6 friends excited to spend a bit of time together without boyfriends, husbands, kids or life calling us away. It say laughter that brought me home with my rips and stomach hurting like I had spent the past 24 hours in a gym. It saw dares, and alcohol, great food, some tears, a ton of hugs, a kind of sleep you forget you can have when you become a mother, and as we left this afternoon and over all gratefulness for the unity of sisterhood. Over all, I spent 24 hours being reminded of who I use to be, who i'm becoming and who I am through some of the people who know me the best, love me the most, and who have just always been there. I love you all........I can't wait for next Girls Weekend.......to those who are readers of this blog, I would love to tell you more about my amazing 24 hours, lol, but what happens at girls weekend stays at girls weekend.
Song of the weekend
Great food:
Fruit Salad and Potatoes salad made with fruits and veggies from my garden.
Katie had the "food" of the weekend tho with her amazing spinach dip and Banana pecan muffins.
All the girls preparing for the night ahead
Oh and the Cottage was as beautiful as ever even if it was raining.
The Best of Friends
and when the drinking started
We broke Jen's drinking "cherry" and got her to take her first Tequila shot.
What happens at the Cottage Stays at the Cottage.
Great food:
Katie had the "food" of the weekend tho with her amazing spinach dip and Banana pecan muffins.
Oh and the Cottage was as beautiful as ever even if it was raining.
Thursday, 7 August 2014
Your word is a lamp for my feet, a light on my path
Ok, I know this one is going to be a touchy subject. Let me start by first saying this, everything written in this blog is MY opinion, they are MY thoughts, MY feelings, MY questions. I am not asking you to read, nor am I asking you to agree with anything I'm saying...lol....I'm not even saying I'm right opinions are like bums everyone has one!
I am by no means looking to offend anyone, I'm simply looking for a place to express myself and enjoy all of you that have joined me on this journey of self exploration (not as dirty as it sounds) and growth. So if you read this an you are looking to discuss my opinion by all means leave a comment, feel free to disagree, to agree or even question. If your reading this and look to fight about it..........keep looking, i'm done wasting my time fighting, as I said.....I'm not looking to change anyone's mind. With all this said...........isn't sad that almost every conversation on religion must start this way?
I was raised very old school Roman Catholic. I attended catechism, I took my first communion, I grew up knowing the priest in my church, singing in choirs, saying my rosary (I can say a Hail Mary in under 6secs), and I actually know what the saying "putting on your Sunday clothes" means. My mother (such a hippy at heart) believed that ones relationship with God was personal. "You tell your father you love him, I tell your father I love him, his mother tells your father she loves him, we all express it differently but its all still love for your father" she would say to me "the same is for God, choose how best to express your faith, choose what best helps you to express your faith, its all love for the same God."
She had two requirements tho. 1. That I continued to learn in till old enough to make the decision for myself, and 2. That it be a Christian faith. Up to the age of 19 I attended choir practice, often sang at 3 different churches on Sunday, and attended youth group, the thought of what religion best defined me, or the thought of reading my bible for myself instead of the what was asked of me through church never really occurred to me. It was only while attending College I began to question what I was told and what was written. I've been privileged and open minded enough thanks to my mother to study with alot of different religions. I've attended classes with Jehovah witnesses and the Morman faith. I've question Priests, Missionaries, Seventh Day Adventist,I even had the chance, which was amazing, to studied with a Jewish friend. For a year I would attend church at a different faith every Sunday, and I read, I began reading my bible every day. I've read the Dead Sea Scrolls and studied. If this was the bases for my morals shouldn't I know why? I needed something more then just because the Man/Woman at the pulpit said so.
I wish I could tell you that I've found all my answers. That I walked into a church and my heart started to sing i suddenly felt so close to God. (Remember when Elisabeth was pregnant with John the Baptist and Mary came to visit her pregnant with Jesus? Luke 1:41 At the sound of Mary's greeting, Elizabeth's child leaped within her, and Elizabeth was filled with the Holy Spirit, I kept waiting for that to happen!)
The truth is i'm nothing more then a babe to the Heavenly Father, I'm still learning and growing and figuring out whats right for me. Till then I walk my own path and try to do what I think is best. I keep in mind Jeremiah 31:33 "But this is the new covenant I will make with the people of Israel on that day," says the LORD. "I will put my instructions deep within them, and I will writethem on their hearts. I will be their God, and they will be my people.
I am by no means looking to offend anyone, I'm simply looking for a place to express myself and enjoy all of you that have joined me on this journey of self exploration (not as dirty as it sounds) and growth. So if you read this an you are looking to discuss my opinion by all means leave a comment, feel free to disagree, to agree or even question. If your reading this and look to fight about it..........keep looking, i'm done wasting my time fighting, as I said.....I'm not looking to change anyone's mind. With all this said...........isn't sad that almost every conversation on religion must start this way?
I was raised very old school Roman Catholic. I attended catechism, I took my first communion, I grew up knowing the priest in my church, singing in choirs, saying my rosary (I can say a Hail Mary in under 6secs), and I actually know what the saying "putting on your Sunday clothes" means. My mother (such a hippy at heart) believed that ones relationship with God was personal. "You tell your father you love him, I tell your father I love him, his mother tells your father she loves him, we all express it differently but its all still love for your father" she would say to me "the same is for God, choose how best to express your faith, choose what best helps you to express your faith, its all love for the same God."
She had two requirements tho. 1. That I continued to learn in till old enough to make the decision for myself, and 2. That it be a Christian faith. Up to the age of 19 I attended choir practice, often sang at 3 different churches on Sunday, and attended youth group, the thought of what religion best defined me, or the thought of reading my bible for myself instead of the what was asked of me through church never really occurred to me. It was only while attending College I began to question what I was told and what was written. I've been privileged and open minded enough thanks to my mother to study with alot of different religions. I've attended classes with Jehovah witnesses and the Morman faith. I've question Priests, Missionaries, Seventh Day Adventist,I even had the chance, which was amazing, to studied with a Jewish friend. For a year I would attend church at a different faith every Sunday, and I read, I began reading my bible every day. I've read the Dead Sea Scrolls and studied. If this was the bases for my morals shouldn't I know why? I needed something more then just because the Man/Woman at the pulpit said so.
I wish I could tell you that I've found all my answers. That I walked into a church and my heart started to sing i suddenly felt so close to God. (Remember when Elisabeth was pregnant with John the Baptist and Mary came to visit her pregnant with Jesus? Luke 1:41 At the sound of Mary's greeting, Elizabeth's child leaped within her, and Elizabeth was filled with the Holy Spirit, I kept waiting for that to happen!)
The truth is i'm nothing more then a babe to the Heavenly Father, I'm still learning and growing and figuring out whats right for me. Till then I walk my own path and try to do what I think is best. I keep in mind Jeremiah 31:33 "But this is the new covenant I will make with the people of Israel on that day," says the LORD. "I will put my instructions deep within them, and I will writethem on their hearts. I will be their God, and they will be my people.
Wednesday, 6 August 2014
Be the Change
16 YEARS I've been having this argument. "Mary-Anne its a nice thought but one person cannot change the world" to which i always reply "BULLSHIT". Ok so maybe I follow Lennon's song imagine a little to closely. Maybe to some I'm naive by thinking that being honest, kind, and loving to even those that don't deserve it may change my corner of the world. I'm the girl who will cry when shes sees war coverage on t.v, I try to save abandoned animals despite my husbands protests, and those starving children commercials kill me.
I believe ONE person can make a difference! I believe ONE person can set an example so strong that it leads an army of people to do the same. True, the change normally comes when there is an army of voices making the needed cry for change, but it starts with ONE voice.
So in the effort of putting this argument to rest, here are the people I inspire to. People who changed the course of the whole world for the better with their example and their voice.
1. Jesus Christ - central figure in Christianity. (and before someone writes me about the wars that take place over Christianity, read your bible, that may be what is taking place but that is NOT what was taught)
"But I say to you, do not resist an evil person; but whoever slaps you on your right cheek, turn the other to him also" Mathew 5:39
3. Nelson Mandela - Need I say more?
4. Ghandi -
I believe ONE person can make a difference! I believe ONE person can set an example so strong that it leads an army of people to do the same. True, the change normally comes when there is an army of voices making the needed cry for change, but it starts with ONE voice.
So in the effort of putting this argument to rest, here are the people I inspire to. People who changed the course of the whole world for the better with their example and their voice.
1. Jesus Christ - central figure in Christianity. (and before someone writes me about the wars that take place over Christianity, read your bible, that may be what is taking place but that is NOT what was taught)
"But I say to you, do not resist an evil person; but whoever slaps you on your right cheek, turn the other to him also" Mathew 5:39
2. Martin Luther King - NON-VIOLENT civil rights leader (which leads to another argument that the greatest leaders for change can do so without violence. When we use violence for change all we recall is the act of violence, not the mission)
3. Nelson Mandela - Need I say more?
4. Ghandi -
5. Mother Teresa -
6. Albert Einstein -
Now these are My heroes, my inspiration for change, but a great many others changed the world for the better and the worse. Adolf Hitler, Benjamin Franklin, Abraham Lincoln, Winston Churchill, Thomas Edison, it all began with one person inspiring many, and this is where the ONE person makes a change.
I leave you with one last thought from Gandhi that I try, and sometimes fail to live up to "BE THE CHANGE YOU WISH TO SEE". I may not change the world in my life time...........but i haven't given up the hope.
Imagine there is no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today
Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion, too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you will join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world
You, you may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you will join us
And the world will live as one
Songwriters
Lennon, John
Monday, 4 August 2014
New Brunswick Day
So today is the day my province celebrates its self! We decided what better way to spend the holiday then by getting out to enjoy the beautiful land surrounding us. We packed some fishing rods and the little man and headed out into the woods........Thought i'd share the pictures from our little adventure.
Fish weren't biting but it was a fantastic day none the less, plus I got to spend some time explaining to my son the beauty of the world around us......my husband ruined that moment by explaining how God was making a duck and a beaver at the same time when he sneezed, mushed them together and made the platapus. Of course our son believes his father (serious eye roll here! lol)
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