Fake Facebook

Facebook is an interesting thing, you can take on almost any identity. A couple years back, my sister, Taryn and I, created a fake facebook account to play a trick on our really good friend. We were on vacation in Montana at the time and we thought it would be hilarious to make up this guy that we met on the trip. His name was Jase Matthew Bronzen and we put a lot of effort into his profile to make it legitimate. The point of the trick was to have Jase add Renae to facebook so that he could talk to her and tell her that he heard of Renae through me and Taryn. We wanted to see how far we could take this before she realized that Jase was not real. Looking back now, it was a cruel and immature joke because we were playing with Renae's feelings. After we unmasked Jase for who he really was, she told us how wrapped up in him she was. Surprisingly, she had told all her friends about Jase and how they were going to meet up sometime because he lived in Lethbridge. When she found out, she laughed, took it really well, but to this day I still feel bad that I took on someone else's identity at the expense of my friend's feelings. As heartless and immature that joke was, who would have thought my own uncle would do something similar. I have three uncle's on my mother's side, two of them have a friendly sibling rivalry. My Uncle Rodi has always wanted to be the favourite uncle but my Uncle Ryan receives attention all around. The other day I saw that my Uncle Ryan had facebook and so I added him as a friend. The next day he accepts my invitation and starts talking to me on facebook chat. To my surprise, the first thing that he says is "who's your favourite uncle?" This is a common question I hear from Uncle Rodi every time I see him, therefore, I was a little suspicious when I was hearing it from Uncle Ryan. I respond with "you are" because that's what I tell all of my uncles. His next response clears everything, "now now ky, are you sure?" Only my Uncle Rodi calls me Ky, in fact, he started that nickname. I caught him red handed. He explained that he created an account under Ryan's name so that he could trick people. I have never laughed that hard in a lont time. However, it proves this, you can never fully trust people on facebook; they may not always be the people you think they are.

Cheaps

One thing that I do not understand is why Cinema City (cheap seats) in Winnipeg is still showing movies which have already come out on DVD. I understand that it is cheap for a reason, that it premieres movies later than their original premiere. However, I believe it shows movies much too late. Movie Mill is the cheap seats in Lethbridge, where I come from. Surprisingly, the movies it showed in summer, such as, The Proposal, Up and My Sister's Keeper, are all still in Cinema City. As well, it is showing movies, such as Where the Wild Things Are, which are still in Silver City. Why is it that Winnipeg's cheap seats are getting in movies much later than the Movie Mill in Lethbridge? This allows me to say "that's why Alberta is better than Manitoba." However, Cinema City holds one thing over the Movie Mill: it is one dollar cheaper and has a cleaner, more comfortable atmosphere. I guess I would choose waiting a little extra longer to see a movie in cheaps than sit in a theatre where you cannot see over the person's head directly in front of you.

Noise

I have come to the realization that it is impossible to get work done in dorm. Last year, I was forced to work in the library because my room was unavailable during the daytime due to a nocturnal roommate. Therefore, I have taken advantage of having a single room this year by creating a comfortable work space in my room. Unfortunately, last year I became accustomed to a quiet work environment, thus, dorm is no longer an ideal place to study. Not only is it frustrating to listen to the elephants stomp in the room above me, or the herd of cattle trample up and down the staircase right beside my room, but it is far worse to hear the blabber occuring in the lounge. This is the most frustrating not because they are loud because I want to listen to what the girls in my dorm are talking about. As a result, I have realized that I can no longer do homework in my room. From this day forward, I will be setting up camp in the library where I am more efficient at doing homework.

Dr.God

Recently, my room has primarily been a psychologist's office. My clients come and go when they please, expecting me to drop everything to listen to their vent session. This I do not mind, I love listening; I have always wanted to be a psychologist. You may want to refer to my "Questioning?" blog for more insight. My door is always open for those in need of a shoulder to cry on, witty advice, or just a listening ear. Unfortunately, I have found that the psychologist doesn't have a psychologist of her own. When problems come my way I am left in my cluttered room, staring at the blank walls. However, I have discovered my personal psychologist, He is the Almighty Psychologist; the One with all the answers. I was sitting in my bed, praying for someone to listen to me for once and "Du du Dun Nuh!", my brother calls. He is the perfect listener, and a perfect answer to a prayer. Thank you Dr. God.

Laurine Steeves, 98 years old, passed away on December 14,2008 with loving family at her bedside. Jessie "Laurine " Steeves (nee Ruggles) was born in Osakis, Minnesota on February 2, 1910, a birth date she shared with twin sister Leone. Her family moved to Canada in 1916 eventually settling on a farm near Lomond, Alberta. She married John (Jack) Steeves in 1929 and resided on a farm near her parents. A grandson owns and operated this farm today. Her husband jack took on other ventures as well, a service station and a machine dealership which meant moves to neighboring towns of Carmangay an Champion. In 1958, along with four youngest children, they moved to Meeting Creek to semi retire and raise purebred Hereford cattle. They continued to reside there while spending several winters in Arizona until Jack's passing in 1981.In 1987, Laurine moved to a senior's apartment in Camrose to have more social contact with her age group. As health issues arose, she moved to Stoney Creek Londge, Faith House, Aspen Cottage, and finally Memory lane. These moves were not always easy but she continued to make new friends and was thankful for the compassionate people who cared for her. She loved to make crafts, plan get-togethers, and paint pictures, all things that were taken from her when her vision failed. She was an independent woman and wanted to do things for herself. Laurine loved people and delighted to have company in her home, and visits from friends and family were highlights in her later years. Her most frequent question being " Have you had dinner?" followed by "Do you want to go for coffee?". her family was extremely important to her and the announcement of another marriage or birth brought her great delight. her faith in God never wavered and she longed for all her family to have a personal relationship with Jesus. She was anxious to share her faith with all she met and was a prayer warrior to the end.She will be lovingly remembered by her six sons: Robert (Ruth), Donald, Richard (Ruth), Larry (Bev), Walter (Lois), Delbert (Celeste); tow daughter: Marilyn (Tore), and Joy (Tom) Holder; 25 grandchildren; 53 great-grandchildren; and 5 great-great grandchildren. She is also survived by her brother harry Ruggles, sister in law Jean (Jim) Reath and numerous nieces and nephews.Laurine was predeceased by her husband Jack (1981); great grandson Daniel Weaver(2002); daughter in law Vivien Steeves (2007) her parents Archie and Violet Ruggles; six brother and their wives: Royal (Bea), Burt (Carrie), Ross (Hazel), Wayne (Violet) Bob(Marie), and Dorn; two sister and their husbands: Amy (Fred) Steeves and Leone (Walter) Edenloff; and sister In law Marion Ruggles

Goodbye Fall

Summer has passed and Autumn is well on its way out. The first snow fall has hit Manitoba with a dreaded boom. I wish I would have known that it was coming so I could look at the grass one last time and work it into my memory. Everyone knows that once the snow hits Manitoba, it stays. I miss chinooks. In Alberta the snow will fall, and as soon as it hits the ground, it melts. This is not the case here in Winterpeg. I'm crossing my fingers for a warmer winter. I am not ready to start wearing a winter jacket. However, just because this is the first snow fall doesn't mean that it will stay all the way until March. Maybe, just maybe, Manitoba will change this year. Here's hoping.

Mystery Meat-Loaf Monday

Mystery Meat-Loaf Mondays: seriously, what is the cafeteria thinking? "Let's end Monday off with a great note by serving the students meat that looks like cat food." I know that I should not complain because the cafeteria is in a tough position having to serve tons of students. However, meatloaf, really? Have you ever heard of pork chop? Just a thought: us students pay a lot, a lot, a lot of money for the cafeteria. Unfortunately, we have to spend even more money on snacks to keep in dorm to keep us from starving during the week. Don't they understand that the reason why there is so much waste on the trays is because we didn't like it, not because there was too much food for us to eat? Obviously the cafeteria needs to pick it up a notch. One step could be getting real cheese at the Deli. I would rather not have another mystery meat-loaf Monday.