How do you sum up the loss of a loved one?

This is the roadside memorial cross that hubby built and installed on the one-year anniversary of the death of his Mom.

This coming week, our impaired driving story takes yet again another turn.

Trent, the man convicted of impaired driving causing the death of hubby’s Mom (Mamma K), is up for parole on July 4, 2012 at 9 am.

Hubby, myself, the Dude and many other family members will be driving to the Westmorland Institution, the minimum-security, campus-style complex that has been Trent’s home since his sentencing on April 5, 2011 to watch Trent face the music and ask for his freedom. If granted (which it’s quite likely it will be) Trent will have only served 456 days in jail for getting drunk and stoned and stealing a woman’s life. How’s that for fair? It’s simply not.

The parole board will receive copies of all the victim impact statements that were issued to the court for consideration at Trent’s original sentencing. You can read mine, hubby’s and the Dude’s here.

Hubby decided to write a new victim impact statement which he will read aloud to the parole board on July 4. When I read it, I cried. He pours out his heart, soul, and you can actually feel the impact and depth of his loss. He…the incredible man that he is…gave me permission to share it with you today.

About Donna Kennie, My Mother, My Friend, My Memory

Before Trent Mallet’s choice to consume alcohol and smoke marijuana and drive a ¾ ton missile toward East Saint John and navigate it across the yellow line, thereby tearing my mother and her car literally in two and leaving my son injured and emotionally scarred for life…my mother was many thing to many people.

I could tell you the usual attributes of someone who was taken from this world too soon by another’s hand:

  • She was a daughter, mother, grandmother, colleague and friend.
  • She was a very kind-hearted woman.
  • She was full of life.
  • She was always smiling and the first person to enjoy life with a good laugh.
  • She was always the first person to extend a helping hand to those that needed it.
  • She was passionate for adventure, animals, camping, travel, and gardening and just life in general.

She was more than a handful of attributes and actions. She was the love and support system for so many people, a selfless woman who always gave more of herself than she could often afford to give financially or physically. She was my Mom!

She was!!

Not words anyone wants to use to describe their mother but they are the words I’ve been left with since Aug 1st, 2009.

On that date, she was returning to a family reunion/camping trip at her daughter’s property in St. Martins where she drove almost 100km to Quispamsis get supplies such as tent pegs, mini sips, and campfire snacks for her six grandchildren and several nieces and nephews.

Then with Trent Mallet’s act of impaired driving and an explosion of plastic, metal and flesh, my 16-year-old son got to watch his grandmother, with all of her devastating injuries, take her last breath and die right in front of him.

For all that she was – as a result of the actions/decisions/choices of Trent Mallet – she is now just a set of pictures that I’ve memorized from staring at them so frequently, an old email that I’ve read a thousand times to hear the tone of her voice in my head, a dial-tone in my ear from a phone I’ve picked up countless time as I thought to myself “I should give Mom a call…”.

Her presence in our lives now consists of a metal container of ashes that sits in my office next to a picture that we take to special events/places that she would have liked. A grave plot to visit on Mother’s Day, Christmas, and her birthday! She lives on in endless stories around the dinner tables, family functions and late night campfires and a million “she would have’s” – but the truth of it all is she’s gone – nothing but a memory now

Emotional impact since Trent’s sentencing:

  • First I would like to point out that Trent Mallet plead not guilty to impaired driving causing death – we now know this plea was ruled false by the court. It took 20 months, over 12 court dates to determine that Trent was guilty – all the while the family was forced to relive the loss, the pain, the anger, and the frustration at each court date – all of which Trent chose to prolong with his not guilty plea. A remorseful individual would have wanted to pay his debt and to not cause the victim’s family more pain and suffering, especially knowing that children were involved. I’d ask this be taken into consideration for his FIRST parole board hearing.
  • It is going on 3 years and not having my mother in my life has changed me as a person. I suffer bouts of depression. I suffer problems sleeping. I’ve gained 50lbs since my mother’s death. My overall level of happiness has been depleted. It has affected my relationships with my son, my wife, other family members and friends. I used to be more happy and carefree and it has been replaced with an underlying deep pain, sadness and seriousness. I now have crankiness, a shortness, and/or very low tolerance with people who I never had before. I feel like Trent not only killed my mother but killed a piece of me and everyone in our family – a piece that cannot be repaired or replaced.
  • Family functions that were based around my mother no longer take place. She was the glue in this family that brought everyone together. She still brings the family together but now she brings us together at MADD Canada fundraisers and Candlelight Vigils.
  • Mother’s Days are the worst day of the year now. Cards, commercials, store flyers and then the hardest part of all – trying to celebrate with my wife and her Mother – all the while every moment tearing at my insides as I’m reminded what I cannot experience with my own Mother.
  • I built and installed my own mother’s roadside memorial – need I say more.
  • I cannot concentrate at work, my head gets clouded with emotions about my mother, my son, Trent, the crash, how she died, how she felt, etc. To the point where it has cost me poor performance evaluations/promotions.
  • I’ve watched the pain and suffering of my son, nieces and nephews endure with the absence of their grandmother in their lives. Helping small kids work through their issues of grief, anger and loss has been torture and we’ve all felt helpless.
  • It’s hard to describe the ripple effect Trent Mallet’s decision to drive impaired has had. He didn’t just kill my mother and injure my son – he has changed the lives of hundreds of people he can’t even imagine.
  • I am currently serving a life sentence for a crime I did not commit; a crime that claimed my mother and injured my son physically but more importantly – emotionally forever!


On Aug 1, 2009, the world could have lived with one less person but it shouldn’t have been my mother!

I waited 1069 days for Trent to take responsibility; to own what he did; to look the family in the eye and say “I did this to your family, it wasn’t just 3 beers and the world’s smallest joint. I was drunk, impaired and I killed your mother and narrowly missed killing your son”. If he cannot say this and take responsibility then he’s not ready for society and society is not ready for Trent Mallet.

It’s time for action to be taken to put a stop to impaired driving. It’s time for society to stand up and demand that our roads be as safe as possible. It’s time to set an example and send a message that “people are not going to be mowed down on our roads!”

My Mother’s last words were “what’s this guy…??”  Today I hope the answer to this question isn’t “Free to go!!


Hubby and I share this with you not so you will feel sorry for hubby (or any of us for that matter). We share it as a message of hope, awareness and prevention. We share so that you can put a face and real consequences to impaired driving. We share it so that if anyone reading this blog has ever driven impaired or gotten in a vehicle with someone who was impaired, that you will think twice next time and realize that it’s simply NOT worth the risk.

It’s not worth being the person that tears a family apart just to save a couple bucks on a cab.

What would you say to someone asking for parole after killing your mother/daughter/father/brother? How would you convince a parole board to deny parole? Or do you believe parole is an important part of the criminal justice system to bridge between incarceration and the return to the community? I’d love to hear your thoughts?

On August 1, 2009, my beautiful mother-in-law’s life was cut tragically short by an impaired driver and my stepson’s life changed forever. In honor of Donna and Jordan Kennie, please don’t drink and drive. Impaired driving is 100% preventable. Think about it.

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Urban Word Wednesday: Hot Mess

Welcome to Urban Word Wednesday! New words, phrases, and sayings I am learning (and using in my day-to-day life) brought to you by ME…and the Urban Dictionary. You are gonna love these!

Hot Mess: When ones thoughts or appearance are in a state of disarray but they maintain an undeniable attractiveness or beauty.

Examples Of Use:

I got up Monday morning to get ready for work. I’m half asleep. Slightly irritated to see it’s Monday…already!?!?! Hubby was still in bed but wasn’t sleeping. Just sort of laying there watching me get out of my PJs and into my work clothes.

Hubby: honey…wait a minute…are your underwear inside out?

Me: no…they can’t be.

*stops – irritated – and looks*

Me: oh my god…yeah, I guess they are. Weird.

Hubby: what is with you and constantly wearing stuff inside out? Do you even look before you put shit on?

Me: no. I just grab whatever it is and put the damn thing on. At least now I can just turn these undies inside out and they are like fresh. I bet I could get two days out of every pair doing this. Think of the money we’d save in detergent and the benefits to the environment. I am amazing

Hubby: what you are is hot mess!

Tell me about a time when you were a hot mess? Or even better…someone else. I promise, your gossiping secrets are safe here…Come on…share the wealth…

More blog deliciousness here:

  • I know y’all must have seen it but I couldn’t help but point it out. Seriously the funniest book cover ever. We have Jenny Hansen to thank for bring it to our attention. AS IF that wasn’t enough, she followed it up with NEW definition for OMG. I’ve been ROFL ever since!
  • LOVED FringeGirl’s post on fat-fighting knowledge sharing. I especially loved her idea of specific walk times at the track (8-9 pm – all those who want to hide their fat under the cover of darkness). ROFL!

A writing space that will set your muse on fire!

All too often I hear the super sad tale of fellow writers not having their own office space in which to write. A couple of kids and BAM, there goes your writing room. Bestselling authors and potential bestselling authors being relegated to writing at the kitchen table, the island, or worse yet, the couch. Trying to tune out hubby’s fifty zillion questions “what’s that…what are you writing…who’s that for…what channel is that news program on…what good shows did Tiffany and Amber just review…where did my socks go???

Oh I know all about it.

Or how about the kids? “Mom I’m hungry, Mom Billy hit me, Mom I need to pee, Mom I just peed myself…” The list goes on and on.

Without a room or a dedicated writing space to close off the world and get some quiet or crank up your latest book’s playlist, how’s a successful author to concentrate? I mean…you are doing this for your family for land’s sake?!?! Don’t they understand? You are the next BESTSELLER. On the cusp of millions of dollars, movie deals, book signings…if only you had a proper writing space to make it all happen, right?! Well…something like that anyway.

And typing at the kitchen table or on the couch…no no no! If you want a 20-year writing career, you can’t be risking carpel tunnel with insufficient or improper wrist and finger support. I mean…these are your money makers people. You need to treat em’ right.

As always, have I got the solution for you!

Meet the Emperor 1520 and its big sister, the Emperor 200.

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O.M.G (and not Jenny’s new OMG definition either – this is for the ol’ Oh MY GOD one we all know and love – Jenny you are such a perv – I love it) now that’s what I am talking about!!!

For a measly $6200 US (I know this might seem like a lot right off the bat but THINK about your lifelong earning potential as a successful author. I mean…a couple of books and this bad boy is paid for – it’s an INVESTMENT people), you can get yourself the all-encompassing, self-contained Emperor 1520 home office.

Hand built in Canada (and you know we Canadians build good shit), it boasts a comfy, immersive and aesthetically unique environment for the long hours you are going to spend as an aspiring author on your way to uber success in the literary world.

It comes with tilt (and you thought that was just for your car…hah!), an integrated audio system (cause you are going to need to wear headphones if you put this in the living room – gotta tune out your partner and the kiddies when you are working on makin’ the moolah), LED lighting, and strategically positioned monitors (not included) and accessories. Not to mention, it’s ergonomically optimized, a must-have in today’s successful author’s writing room.

Just think about how much your imagination will soar, characters will come alive and plots will thicken when you feel like you are powering a small air craft in your KITCHEN no less??!? I mean, if you are going to write about spaceships and other worlds, why not feel like you are IN one. Talk about an immersive creative experience. This thing breathes inspiration, ingenuity, and originality. It’s gonna lite a spark in your muse’s ass! You’ll be on FIRE!

But wait. Maybe this isn’t enough? Maybe this isn’t technie enough for you? Maybe you feel like I’ve dropped the bar? Maybe you want more…more comfort…more high-end…more gadgetry…your muse DEMANDS it! Your muse is a diva and the diva demands LUXURY. I know all about it people – got me one at home.

Well hold onto your panties and strap on your jock strap…meet the Emperor 200. Don’t let the small number fool you, for a mere $49,150 US (I’ll admit, you’ll have to write and sell quite a few books to have this one pay for itself) you too can have yourself the ultimate computer workstation. Or as I like to call it, Author Only Area (you’ve heard of Area 51, the most famous secret military installation in the world…well like that but for Authors!)

It has features like a TOUCH SCREEN CONTROL CENTER (it’ll be like flying the Starship Enterprise people), air filtering system (gotta put your health first), light therapy (really get your muse working overtime), electric powered leather seats (beam me up Scottie) and up to three 27” LED screens and a blow-the-lid-off-your-ears Bose sound system. The website says “be bold and unique” – no shit!

I think they should change it to “make your muse your bitch”.

With the Emperor 200, no more waiting around to see if Miss Muse shows up for work today or if she’s in any kind of a mood to give you the good stuff. Nuh-uh, no way, I don’t think so HO! Miss M will be to work, on time, dressed to kill, and ready to deliver you the bomb of all writing. This shit’s gonna make you weep it’ll be so good.

What’s your writing space look like? What spaces fire up your muse? Come on…share the wealth…

It’s Twisted Tuesday and that means it’s time to enjoy a smile, giggle or laugh…here’s hoping I’ve provided it in spades…enjoy!

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Living with an angry bird

I’ve been reading the Fifty Shades of Grey trilogy for the last couple of weeks. For those of you who have been living under a rock, it’s the new blockbuster mega-hit in erotic romance to hit the streets. Women (and I bet some men) have been lapping it up by the millions.

I’m about half way through the second book and I’ve been enjoying it. I’ve read a number of blog posts where people have complained heavily about the quality of the writing. It’s really less of an issue for me. I am absolutely the type of reader to just lose myself in the story. Unless it’s serious continuous spelling or punctuation issues, I can overlook just about anything for the sake of great characters and a capturing plot. Especially for stories like this that are told in the 1st person. The writing style gives me a sense of the character. I felt the same way about Twilight. The writing quality lent itself to the character and thereby the overall story for me.

So….I’m loving it.

But. I’ve got one huge problem with it.

WHAT woman has THAT much sex and doesn’t get a UTI (urinary tract infection/bladder infection)?

I mean…come on people?!?!? It’s just blowing the whole believability of the book out of the water for me.

Ok, I admit, it’s quite likely a sensitive subject for me right now. I’m sitting reading this deliciously sexual book and thinking about all the wonderful things I’d like to do with hubby while there sits an angry bird screaming its freaking head off at me. I read about this woman having fabulous sex at least twice a day thinking “hey…I could do that…” and I swear at the first thought flames literally shoot out of my hooha.

It’s so bad; I’ve been tempted to shave “BURNING” in my pubic hair as a warning to hubby.

Yes….I am currently dealing with yet again, another bladder infection.

It’s like my 10th in the last year or so. I try antibiotics. I try cranberry. I drink tons of water. I pee after doing the deed. I wipe front to back. I’ve even given up my BATHS (GASP?!?!?)! It doesn’t seem to matter. I take one itty, bitty peak at hubby’s bad boy and BAM…bladder infection.

What’s a girl to do?

I read these books, watch movies or TV and see all these women having all this fabulous sex all the time and it makes me feel….less. I’m 37 years old, in the prime of my life and I want to be all that I can be in the boudoir. I want to shout orgasms from the roof top. I want to dance naked in the rain. I want to scream out in lust! I want to unleash my sexual Goddess divine. Because I know, deep down, buried under the recurring bladder infection, chronic constipation, and fatigue from a sometimes stressful job, she’s in there. Screaming and begging to come out and play.

And alas….the angry vagina burns on.

But have no fear….We continue to fight the good fight. I’m off to make yet again another doctor’s appointment and this time I’ll be asking to see a specialist. Seriously. I’ve had enough. I need to bitch slap that angry bird into tomorrow.

My inner Goddess divine says so!

Look out Fifty (and hubby)…when I get this old girl all fixed up, I plan on putting you to shame!

How do you unleash your inner sex Goddess divine? How do you  juggle life…and maintain a healthy sex life with your partner? How do you come to terms with the portrayal of women and sex in the media with real life? Any bladder infection tips or tricks? Come on…share the wealth….

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Alberta implements indefinite license suspension for impaired drivers

I gotta say…Alberta has definitely got my attention.

In Canada, impaired driving kills between 1,250 and 1,500 people every year (that’s 4 people every single day) and injures more than 63,000. In Alberta alone, from 2006 to 2010, 569 people were killed and 8,530 people were injured in collisions involving impaired drivers. And this province is standing up and saying “NO MORE!”

As of July 1, 2012 (Canada Day) Alberta will become the first Canadian province to suspend an impaired driver’s license (driver found to have a blood alcohol over .08) immediately; a suspension that will stay in effect until the criminal charge is resolved before the courts.

I won’t lie. This makes me tingle in my special spot.

One of the most difficult things our family had to go through was knowing that the man who hit and killed Mamma K and injured The Dude was quite literally licensed to drive the DAY AFTER the wreck. He got drunk and stoned, drove, killed a woman and injured a 16-year-old boy and not 24 hours later, was back living his life as if nothing happened; no consequences what so ever. Driving, working, and living while our world was shattered. It took 20 months for this man to be found guilty and sentenced for his crime and in all that time, he was licensed to kill again.

For families affected by impaired drivers in Alberta that will no longer be the case. Hallelujah.

Now that’s not the ONLY thing Alberta is doing either. There’s more good stuff. I know…it’s like CHRISTMAS!!!

A person found to be driving impaired will also have their vehicle seized for 3 days and IF convicted, the driver will be required to install and pay for an ignition interlock device (a device where they must blow and pass before they are able to start the car) for at least one year.


It gives me goosies!

Except I am not sure why, if found guilty, the vehicle isn’t seized permanently given it was used in the commission of a crime. I mean seriously – think about it. My guess is that a person would only have to lose their vehicle once to really get the message that impaired driving won’t be tolerated. But hey…at least Alberta is moving in the right direction and enforcing an ignition interlock device is a great step in keeping impaired drivers off the road.

Alberta is putting in a variety of appeal levels in place:

  • Drivers will be able to request a second breathalyzer test by a different machine at the roadside.
  • Drivers charged whose licenses are suspended pending the court decision can appeal through the Alberta Transportation Safety Board.

The province’s new rules also target those caught with a blood alcohol level between .05 and .08. As of September 1, 2012, drivers caught at this level will have their license suspended and vehicle seized for 3 days. Graduated drivers (new drivers) will receive a 30-day suspension and a 7-day seizure.

The province expects that the new rules will stand up against any constitutional challenges. That made me give a little first pump. Hoorah!

I hope all Canadian provinces are taking note of Alberta’s commitment to implementing much tougher impaired driving laws that only work to make our roads safer.

What do you think? Do these new laws push the boundaries of “innocent until proven guilty in a court of law”? If so, do you think it’s warranted? Do you believe they will make the Alberta roads safer? How far should our countries/provinces/states go to make our roads safe from impaired drivers? I’d love to hear your thoughts….

On August 1, 2009, my beautiful mother-in-law’s life was cut tragically short by an impaired driver and my stepson’s life changed forever. In honor of Donna and Jordan Kennie, please don’t drink and drive. Impaired driving is 100% preventable. Think about it.

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Urban Word Wednesday: Hairitude

Welcome to Urban Word Wednesday! New words, phrases, and sayings I am learning (and using in my day-to-day life) brought to you by ME…and the Urban Dictionary. You are gonna love these!

Today’s post was inspired by one of our very own bloggers extraordinaire; the wordsmith Julie Glover who writes Amaze-ing Words Wednesday posts that I never miss. One such Wednesday, I came across a delightful little gem on neologisms (new words) and I knew without a shadow of a doubt, it’d be featured over here where we get a little bit raunchier with our word fun.

Hairitude: A neologism of “hair” + “attitude”. The term can apply to any chick with an out-of-the-box, over-the-top hairdo that communicates an “I am all that” attitude.

Well girl…have I got some hairitude for YOU!

Examples Of Use:

When hubby and I were in Punta Cana, Dominican Republic this year for our vacation, I got braids put into my hair. These totally made the majority of my trip fuss-free and relaxing! I got me plenty of hairitude wearing these bad boys, let me tell ya. Bo Derek eat your heart out.

When we got home, it took hubby and I about 2 hours to take the darn things out. But lord….that amped up my hairitude to a triple z snap!!

Hubby: wowzers, that’s some kind of hair. Grrrr…I actually find it kind of sexy….

Me: GRRROOOWWWWLLLLL I’ll be your lioness tonight love! Let me shake, rattle and roll. I’m gonna do a double back hand spring Gold dismount tonight! Buckle up…the hairitude’s taking over and you are in for the ride of your life!

Hubby: I’m afraid…don’t hurt me!

What’s your fav hairitude style? What hairitude makes you hold your head up high? Any hairitude photos from the 80s to share? You can post pics in the comment section so don’t be shy! Come on…be bold!!

More blog deliciousness here:

  • OMG I near died reading Rant Rave Write’s post about her and her hubby’s top 4 communications tools to avoid mass disasters. Hilarious and I think hubby and I could use a few of these…ok…all of them!
  • LOVED Julie Winn’s post about father’s day cards. I agree Julie, having a selection that goes beyond the lawn mowing and farting talents would be delightful.

Just shut up and cuddle

Are you single and miss those nighttime cuddles? Do you yearn to feel those strong arms wrapped around you? Or maybe you are married or in a relationship but your significant other leaves you cold at night, giving you the old butt luv? Or maybe his snoring cuddles leave you sleepless in Seattle?

Well ladies. Struggle no longer! I present to you, the boyfriend pillow!

That’s right; this cute custom cuddler will keep you warm and snuggled up tight all night long.  No more snoring in your ear or drooling on your pillow, the partner pillow will do the job silently and to your exact delight.

Swen (as I have lovingly named him) measures 22-by-9-inches for the body and 36 inches for the arm. You can drap yourself around him and he won’t complain about an elbow in his side or that you are making him too hot. Swen can take it. Swen will meet all of your nighttime needs providing you with firm sleeping support and all the snuggles you could ever want.

I mean…look at that firm hand, gentle fingers, and burly strong chest. Swen is the man to make all your dreams come true and you’ll wake restful and relaxed.

He even comes with a removable microfiber shirt and….is machine washable. How sweet is that?

Regular $45.95, Swen is on sale right now for only $34.95 plus shipping.

And of course, for my male readers, I am not leaving you out in the dark today. Nope. Not me. I’ve found you….Bertha Joe; the girlfriend pillow.

That’s right, snuggle up to ol’ BJ and she won’t say a word when you cup her soft, yet firm breasts. Not one word. In fact…she likes it when you nuzzle her nipples and drool on her.

Yes. Granted BJ does look a tad manly but trust me; she’s there to provide you with all the loving support you desire. Spray a little of your favorite perfume on her and you won’t know the difference. It’ll be like the little missus is right beside you, only better. BJ won’t complain about your snoring and you won’t be attacked by hand flapping aerial combat moves when you cop a feel. BJ’s insatiable!

And she’s ON SALE right now! Only $29.95 (reg: $38.95) plus shipping for all the evening entertainment you can envision.

Ever try a body pillow? Think Swen or BJ would help you get a more restful sleep?

It’s Twisted Tuesday and that means it’s time to enjoy a smile, giggle or laugh…here’s hoping I’ve provided it in spades…enjoy!

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Me….in 10 words?!?!

At the beginning of May, Ginger Calem did a guest post on Myndi Shafer’s blog about taking Kristen Lamb’s blogging to build a brand course and the 100 word exercise. This is where you list 100 words that could be used to describe you. It’s designed to help you get an idea of who you are as a brand.

I remember doing that exercise and being as enamored by it as Ginger. It was fun and enlightening to sit down and think about how to sum myself up. What words describe me, my interests, my activities, my delights, my struggles, my style, my passions etc. I loved it. And like Ginger’s experience, when reviewing those of my classmates, it was easy to see why a number of us connected and became instant BFFs.

But then Ginger took it to the next level. She did something that really got me thinking.

Whittle those 100 words down to 10 to tell someone exactly who you are in a matter of seconds. Essentially your elevator pitch. What are the most important words that sum you up in a nutshell.

Seriously? Me….in 10 words? You’ve got to be kidding me.

With 100 words, I had no issue. But pick only 10 that truly define me? That was one hell of a task. I am a big person with a big personality and a vast set of interest, activities, and passions. I am complex and a constant surprise to even myself so to pick ONLY 10….wow!

In the comments of Ginger’s post, I could only narrow it down to 14 words but I am determined for y’all to get that list down to 10…so here goes nothing!

  1. Writer
  2. Bedazzled Pink
  3. Stiletto
  4. Flip Flop
  5. Camping
  6. Golf
  8. Beach
  9. Love
  10. Authentic

I tried to do a combination of my favorite activities and a few choices descriptive words for my personality so that you could get an overall sense of who I am and what I love to do.

This is a great exercise whether you are a writer, a painter, a dancer, or a regular Joe Blow going for a job interview. Being able to sell yourself in today’s world is key to your overall success. Mind you, keep in my your target audience when coming up with your 10 words. I’d likely pick 10 different words if I was going for a job interview in my field.

Did you feel like you got an overall picture of who I am? Feel like you know me better? What are your 10 words? Come on…share the wealth…

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Saint John event raises $11K towards impaired driving awareness and prevention

So y’all know hubby and I took part in MADD Canada’s Saint John Chapter Strides for Change walk-a-thon on June 2. I wanted to give you an update on what you all helped us accomplish!!

The event raised over $11,000!!!

Can you believe that?!?! Ahhhmazing especially when you consider this was just one of 19 events across the country. Of that, hubby and I raised $816 in large part due to all of YOU. Yeahhh!!! Thank you!

The monies raise through Strides for Change go towards MADD Canada’s:

  • Victim Services: printed material on grief and coping with injury, resource guides, “We Care” program, emotional support, annual Candlelight Vigil and Victim’s Weekend (hundreds find comfort in each other and facilitated sessions), court monitoring, court accompaniment and support (we couldn’t have gotten through it without them), victim impact panels (again support was crucial for us), victim services volunteer training, and death notification training (helping police deal with the sensitivities of contacting families).
  • Chapter Events: project red ribbon, campaign 911, R.I.D.E./Sobriety checkpoints, educational assembly show for high schools and elementary schools, and public awareness presentations.
  • Public Policy: MADD Canada works with chapters and community leaders to create, strengthen and enforce impaired driving laws. MADD Canada and local volunteers work tirelessly meeting with government officials to have new Federal and Provincial legislation implemented.

Here are a few pics from the event for your viewing pleasure.

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What types of fundraising events do you enjoy taking part in most? What do you think works best at raising funds and/or awareness? Any tips or tricks if we organize the event in our home town next year? I’d love to hear your thoughts and suggestions.

On August 1, 2009, my beautiful mother-in-law’s life was cut tragically short by an impaired driver and my stepson’s life changed forever. In honor of Donna and Jordan Kennie, please don’t drink and drive. Impaired driving is 100% preventable. Think about it.

Support MADD Canada and follow them on Facebook, Twitter (@maddcanada), YouTube, and on the Web.

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Urban Word Wednesday: Flavorgasm

Welcome to Urban Word Wednesday! New words, phrases, and sayings I am learning (and using in my day-to-day life) brought to you by ME…and the Urban Dictionary. You are gonna love these!

Flavorgasm: when eating food so good that you let out an involuntary moan, usually the first bite; also as an adjective – flavorgasmic.

Examples Of Use:

Last week I told you about hubby and I enjoying making our waitress bust a gut over our fartability conversation. Well, the fun didn’t end there. After our pizza was served, she, as is customary, came back to check on us.

Waitress: is everything ok? How’s the pizza?

Me (with mouth full of pizza): Ohhhhhh….ummmmm….YESSSSSSSSSSSSS….soooooo gooooodddddd!!!! 

*not quite When Harry Met Sally style….but you get the idea*


Hubby: I apologize for her…We were in the Dominican for 2 weeks and this is our first pizza since getting back….she’s been having a total flavorgasm each bite.

Waitress looks at me like I have 18 heads.

I stare up and start moaning again.

Hubby shakes his head giggling.

Waitress: uhhhh…ok. Can I get you a refill on your Pepsi?

Hubby: that’d be great!

What dish always guarantees you a flavorgasm? What’s your favorite flavorgasmic food? Ever actually moan out loud…in public? Come on…share the wealth…

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