Monday, February 06, 2012
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
2011 Christmas Update
It's almost Christmas. It's come surprisingly fast, even with the Christmas tree in our house being up BEFORE Halloween. Time always seems to fly by in this season. The last few months have probably been the best of the year, but first to start from January.
January 2011 was barely a month in to our marriage, we had come off a busy wedding day, an amazing honeymoon, and a very rushed Christmas season. The reason for that was I worked all weekends, including the 24 and 25th, the days Michelle and I had always celebrated on. The 24th I worked from the morning until the afternoon, leaving work early to drive home to Austin. We spent the rest of the day there, celebrating Christmas, then leaving bright and early in the morning to travel back to Winnipeg for work. Working Christmas day is probably one of the most depressing thing someone can do. To avoid sounding selfish, there are many people in this world that don't get to celebrate due to many reasons, and it breaks my heart. But I strongly believe this is one day of the year that nobody should work. Obviously that's impossible to do, people are needed for many things to function nowadays.
Up until February Michelle had been without a job, and for the months running up to it she was busy searching everyday. Job searching has never been a fun task, and finding a job that suits your preferences can be quite tedious and difficult. She eventually found a position working as a receptionist thanks to a tip from her sister. She has been there since then and enjoys it very much.
Winter lasted well past it's welcome this year, even giving us a blizzard at the end of May. But this summer was one of the best I can remember. Due to our conflicting schedules (Michelle worked Mon-Fri, I worked Thu-Mon) I was often left to bike by myself. Very early into the year I was biking down Wellington (one of my favourite routes) when my bike malfunctioned. It turned out that the crank had broke, essentially disabling any pedalling motion I could make. Luckily for me I was right near the Century bridge, so I pushed my bike up it, and gliding down towards Portage Avenue. From there (with momentum) I made it to the Polo Park parking lot where a close friend of mine picked me up. We took my bike to a shop downtown, and several days later it was repaired.
The last few summers had experienced a lot of rain, this summer was an exception. Nearly every single day was perfect, and it was almost too much to take in. I didn't mind the one day where it was raining, because I wouldn't feel inclined to go outside. This wasn't the case this year. Michelle and I enjoyed many walks along the path outside our apartment, and we biked out for ice cream and to Assiniboine park several times.
This spring newly wed couple of ours moved to the city just minutes from our place, and we spent many evenings with them either going for walks, swimming in their pool, or watching movies.
Nearing the end of the summer they moved away, and we were sad to see them leave, thankfully it wasn't a far move and we have visited them since.
Winter has enjoyed a slow and prolonged entry, but it was welcome. This is a super late post, as it is now 2012, but things are good. Michelle is enjoying her job, and I am enjoying both of mine. Stay tuned for what this year has in store.
January 2011 was barely a month in to our marriage, we had come off a busy wedding day, an amazing honeymoon, and a very rushed Christmas season. The reason for that was I worked all weekends, including the 24 and 25th, the days Michelle and I had always celebrated on. The 24th I worked from the morning until the afternoon, leaving work early to drive home to Austin. We spent the rest of the day there, celebrating Christmas, then leaving bright and early in the morning to travel back to Winnipeg for work. Working Christmas day is probably one of the most depressing thing someone can do. To avoid sounding selfish, there are many people in this world that don't get to celebrate due to many reasons, and it breaks my heart. But I strongly believe this is one day of the year that nobody should work. Obviously that's impossible to do, people are needed for many things to function nowadays.
Up until February Michelle had been without a job, and for the months running up to it she was busy searching everyday. Job searching has never been a fun task, and finding a job that suits your preferences can be quite tedious and difficult. She eventually found a position working as a receptionist thanks to a tip from her sister. She has been there since then and enjoys it very much.
Winter lasted well past it's welcome this year, even giving us a blizzard at the end of May. But this summer was one of the best I can remember. Due to our conflicting schedules (Michelle worked Mon-Fri, I worked Thu-Mon) I was often left to bike by myself. Very early into the year I was biking down Wellington (one of my favourite routes) when my bike malfunctioned. It turned out that the crank had broke, essentially disabling any pedalling motion I could make. Luckily for me I was right near the Century bridge, so I pushed my bike up it, and gliding down towards Portage Avenue. From there (with momentum) I made it to the Polo Park parking lot where a close friend of mine picked me up. We took my bike to a shop downtown, and several days later it was repaired.
The last few summers had experienced a lot of rain, this summer was an exception. Nearly every single day was perfect, and it was almost too much to take in. I didn't mind the one day where it was raining, because I wouldn't feel inclined to go outside. This wasn't the case this year. Michelle and I enjoyed many walks along the path outside our apartment, and we biked out for ice cream and to Assiniboine park several times.
This spring newly wed couple of ours moved to the city just minutes from our place, and we spent many evenings with them either going for walks, swimming in their pool, or watching movies.
Nearing the end of the summer they moved away, and we were sad to see them leave, thankfully it wasn't a far move and we have visited them since.
Winter has enjoyed a slow and prolonged entry, but it was welcome. This is a super late post, as it is now 2012, but things are good. Michelle is enjoying her job, and I am enjoying both of mine. Stay tuned for what this year has in store.
Monday, November 07, 2011
October
My dad told me to blog more.
It's already November, but I'm writing about Halloween. I find that between Facebook and Twitter I don't have much left to write about on here. My days are already posted to the interwebz, a lot of it through visual media (pictures).
Last Monday I went trick or treating with my niece Karlee, along with Michelle, Lindsey, and Alicia. Without making my life sound boring, going out dressed as Frankenstein was the most fun I'd had in a while. It was more the reliving childhood memories I guess.
This week Michelle and I met with the pastoral couple that had worked with us through marriage preparation, and married us. It didn't feel like a year since we last met, but the last time we'd seen them was our wedding day. I hope it was somewhat comforting to see that we are still in love. Haha.
I'll leave you with a video I shot this morning: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c8cNZorlxrg
It's already November, but I'm writing about Halloween. I find that between Facebook and Twitter I don't have much left to write about on here. My days are already posted to the interwebz, a lot of it through visual media (pictures).
Last Monday I went trick or treating with my niece Karlee, along with Michelle, Lindsey, and Alicia. Without making my life sound boring, going out dressed as Frankenstein was the most fun I'd had in a while. It was more the reliving childhood memories I guess.
This week Michelle and I met with the pastoral couple that had worked with us through marriage preparation, and married us. It didn't feel like a year since we last met, but the last time we'd seen them was our wedding day. I hope it was somewhat comforting to see that we are still in love. Haha.
I'll leave you with a video I shot this morning: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c8cNZorlxrg
Monday, October 24, 2011
Pumptober
October is almost over, and I've had a good run. Last year I set October as "pumpkin" month, cooking and eating as many pumpkin things as I could think of. So far I've made, pumpkin tarts (homemade pastry), pumpkin cheesecake, and mock pumpkin muffins (used sweet potato). I've tried pumpkin icecream (made it last year), and pumpkin beer (just tastes like regular beer). Next month is eggnog month, but I'm getting a head start by making an eggnog cheesecake. Stay tuned.
Tuesday, September 06, 2011
I'm Back
I had this blog in the dark for the past few weeks due to some unwanted comments. I have since restricted any form of commenting. If you would like to chat, send me an email.
Since my last few post I have found a job. Two to be precise. Both are completely different from each other, but are both cooking positions. I also get approximately 2 weekends off a month, which is absolutely awesome and something I've been looking forward to for a year now.
Things are good.
Since my last few post I have found a job. Two to be precise. Both are completely different from each other, but are both cooking positions. I also get approximately 2 weekends off a month, which is absolutely awesome and something I've been looking forward to for a year now.
Things are good.
Thursday, September 01, 2011
For The Better
It's been a dark few weeks. Anyone who has been without a job can relate. Searching for employment is a depressing time, you go out on a limb with every resume just praying that somebody will call. I received several call backs, and did 3 interviews, ultimately deciding on one.
I took a job at Canadian Mennonite University, CMU for short. I will be working nearly full time as a cook. My duties will be everything from opening the kitchen and preparing breakfast, to cooking dinner and closing the kitchen. In between my days off from CMU I will be filling the gaps working at my favourite place to eat, Bonfire Bistro. It's very small bistro packed with food loving staff who strive for new and greater things. It's always changing, and extremely fast paced, it keeps me on my toes.
The light at the end of the tunnel is my days off. I will be having around 2 Sundays off each month now, which I will finally be able to enjoy church with Michelle. And on top of that, both jobs are morning shifts, the latest beginning at 10, so I will always have evenings. Plus, they're only 10 minutes from home. God had His hand in this.
I took a job at Canadian Mennonite University, CMU for short. I will be working nearly full time as a cook. My duties will be everything from opening the kitchen and preparing breakfast, to cooking dinner and closing the kitchen. In between my days off from CMU I will be filling the gaps working at my favourite place to eat, Bonfire Bistro. It's very small bistro packed with food loving staff who strive for new and greater things. It's always changing, and extremely fast paced, it keeps me on my toes.
The light at the end of the tunnel is my days off. I will be having around 2 Sundays off each month now, which I will finally be able to enjoy church with Michelle. And on top of that, both jobs are morning shifts, the latest beginning at 10, so I will always have evenings. Plus, they're only 10 minutes from home. God had His hand in this.
Monday, August 22, 2011
August 22
It's 4:28PM. The temperature is 33 degrees but feels like 38 with the humidity. I think that's hot for August 22. I'm in shorts and no shirt, sitting on my balcony over looking Sturgeon Creek. It's absolutely gorgeous. Like phenomenal. Many words come to mind just to describe this day. Well to describe the weather at least. The day, well that's another story. One that isn't quite as enjoyable. I handed out 5 resumes today. Possibly more.
I've seen two bikers on the path below me. I biked today. For about 45 minutes give or take. Then I wasted away my day on the couch. It's been a struggle. I went home last weekend with Michelle and spent it at her parents. Her two cousins and aunt and uncle are out to begin building on the new house. As well as Sean and Adrienne with Joshua. I love that little guy.
As much as I want kids, I'm glad it's just Michelle and I right now. I know last year I had a bunch of readers checking up on my progress during camp, but I have no idea who is reading now. To update you, I am looking for a job. Yes, I am unemployed. Finding "any old" job is easy, but I've worked at so many fantastic places that it's set my standards incredibly high. Unfortunately I think less of myself then others do of me.
I've been cooking for 5 years now. It doesn't seem like a long time, but I've worked with many talented people whom I've learned so much from. Much of what I know is from experience, watching others. I've grown to love what I do, to the extent where I feel bored if I'm not in the kitchen.
It's what I know. I know food. My day is based around what the next meal will be. That's been a FB status of mine. Food. It's almost all I think about, besides providing for my wife, and making sure that God is the center of our relationship. I took a leap of faith last year.
In June of 2010 I quit my job of nearly 3 years. I felt God calling me to camp, and I followed. Then for 2 weeks after camp I lived on faith alone, praying for a job. And He gave me one. Once again I'm in the same boat. I have no job, and I am looking for one. Thankfully a good friend and previous co-worker has set me up with a part time gig starting tomorrow. He's incredibly talented, placing second twice in Winnipeg's Iron Chef competition.
But it's only part time. So far. And it's a big decrease in pay. I feel embarrassed without a job. Like my skill is not enough. It's hard. Surely there are many more things in life that would cause a person to be depressed or ashamed, but when a husband cannot provide for his wife, it's something that causes a man to hang his head.
It's not my intention for this post to be depressing, or to cause that reader to feel sorry for me. Simply I hope that others can learn from my experiences, as I have learned from others.
I've seen two bikers on the path below me. I biked today. For about 45 minutes give or take. Then I wasted away my day on the couch. It's been a struggle. I went home last weekend with Michelle and spent it at her parents. Her two cousins and aunt and uncle are out to begin building on the new house. As well as Sean and Adrienne with Joshua. I love that little guy.
As much as I want kids, I'm glad it's just Michelle and I right now. I know last year I had a bunch of readers checking up on my progress during camp, but I have no idea who is reading now. To update you, I am looking for a job. Yes, I am unemployed. Finding "any old" job is easy, but I've worked at so many fantastic places that it's set my standards incredibly high. Unfortunately I think less of myself then others do of me.
I've been cooking for 5 years now. It doesn't seem like a long time, but I've worked with many talented people whom I've learned so much from. Much of what I know is from experience, watching others. I've grown to love what I do, to the extent where I feel bored if I'm not in the kitchen.
It's what I know. I know food. My day is based around what the next meal will be. That's been a FB status of mine. Food. It's almost all I think about, besides providing for my wife, and making sure that God is the center of our relationship. I took a leap of faith last year.
In June of 2010 I quit my job of nearly 3 years. I felt God calling me to camp, and I followed. Then for 2 weeks after camp I lived on faith alone, praying for a job. And He gave me one. Once again I'm in the same boat. I have no job, and I am looking for one. Thankfully a good friend and previous co-worker has set me up with a part time gig starting tomorrow. He's incredibly talented, placing second twice in Winnipeg's Iron Chef competition.
But it's only part time. So far. And it's a big decrease in pay. I feel embarrassed without a job. Like my skill is not enough. It's hard. Surely there are many more things in life that would cause a person to be depressed or ashamed, but when a husband cannot provide for his wife, it's something that causes a man to hang his head.
It's not my intention for this post to be depressing, or to cause that reader to feel sorry for me. Simply I hope that others can learn from my experiences, as I have learned from others.
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