Shannon Storey

Sweater Sisters...with the Mister!

2012-01-29T22:29:00.000-08:00

Well, this is long overdue. Even wedding frenzy couldn't stop the annual Christmas Day Storey Sweater shoot!! And this year we were graced with the addition of a special new member. Long live the sweater!

The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters 2011: Day 8

2011-12-24T15:58:00.000-08:00

The day has come. Christmas eve, the day before our Savior's birth, and finale of the 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters 2011. This sweater season draws to a close with a snappy, button up number that shows it is definitely hip to be a square, especially with squares on your hips. Straight from the sweater patch, this sweater is drenched in extravagance with hand sewn pearls bedazzled in nearly every square. It's blanket stitching brings this elitist sweater accessible to the working class and it's use of an icy colour palate harkens images of the the Detroit Lions football team, representing a working class city. Wear this to your annual Christmas eve NFL football viewing and you'll be the star of the show. Move over Donovan Suh, there's a new defensive tackle in town...and she looks good. (Football expertise provided by Jed Tooks).

And so another season draws to a close. Eight days, eight sweaters, but there can only be one winner. Voting will commence on Christmas Day to crown this year's best in show. Thanks for sharing in the magic of what a little yarn and glitter can do. Don't stop believing...in the power of sweater.

The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters 2011: Day 7

2011-12-23T16:08:00.000-08:00

Day 7 is a reindeer wonderland. And what is better than rampant reindeer frolicking wild on a well crafted vest? How abut rampant reindeer in red scarfs on a well crafted vest. I prefer to see them as scarves and not the results of a massive reindeer massacre. Embroidered with glitter golden thread the antlers and snowflakes add a Christmas punch to this three-button sweater vest. The advantage to this sleeveless ditty is that you won't be dragging your sweater sleeves through the gravy again this year at Christmas dinner. Less gravy on your sweater and more gravy on your plate. Win win.

The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters 2011: Day 6

2011-12-22T17:58:00.000-08:00

On day 6 we are treated to a knit winter scape like no other. Three marshmallow cabins sit nestled amidst the midnight mountains while snow falls all around, even down your arms. It's a sweater so magical that even tulips are blooming in the bleak mid winter. But what really sets this number against the rest is it's country club chic popped collar, a rare find in knit sweaters. Play a round of winter golf, tennis or polo in a sweater that is sure to exceed any dress code. Show off your country cottage at your country club all in one easy wear. This sweater says, "baby, it's cold outside...but I don't care cause I'm sweating on the inside and I look amazing in this sweater."

The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters 2011: Day 5

2011-12-21T13:44:00.000-08:00

Day 5 brings with it a visual smorgasbord that almost seems like a giant clothing Magic Eye. Perhaps if you stare at it long enough a Christmas surprise will come popping out at you. Why not pay tribute to the busiest of seasons with the busiest of clothing. This little number is a real trip...and may make you feel like you are on a drug induced one yourself. Layered atop of a turtleneck of miniature floating Santa's, sits a vest to rival all the rest. Well dressed ice skating polar bears bring us back to a time when polar bears could actually skate on ice that could hold their weight. And bears resting on each lapel hold candle vigil, praying that Coca Cola could one day save their dying habitat with fancy cans that trick sugar conscious patrons. Dawn this vest and high-necked number and head to the mall, where you will really get people's blood pressure spiking as they grasp to take it all in.

The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters 2011: Day 4

2011-12-20T15:56:00.000-08:00

Day 4 brings a touch of the unconventional in the most dramatic Christmas sweater ever. Fit for the drama king or queen in your life, this knit number says I'm the star of the show and I won't conform to traditional festive wear. But its glittering gold thread embellishment, and gold satin embroidery stand true in making this a fine festive fit...and perfect for the bi-racial couple. Floating faces amidst odd geometrics, it's perhaps just the sweater Picasso would wear to while digging into some Christmas cheese ball before heading off to the theatre.

The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters 2011: Day 3

2011-12-19T17:24:00.000-08:00

It's a beautiful day in the neighbourhood, a beautiful day for a sweater, would you be mine? This Rogers-esque delight would bring Christmas cheer to any neighbourhood. With a heart for leaping reindeer this little dandy will make you the belle of the library Christmas ball. Leaving no cuff unturned, the embroidery on this button up cardi will be sure to silence those who used to laugh and call you names...and you'll be a shoo-in for any reindeer games.

The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters 2011: Day 2

2011-12-18T16:00:00.000-08:00

Day two brings with it a taste of divinity fit for your Sunday best. Angels we have heard on high! Some say it's better to be seen than heard...and we're definitely glad to see these three little crocheted wonders who make quite the statement. Flitting and floating amidst a nights sky of gigantic snow flakes, these little celestial beings really light this sweater up. A classy silver zip-up closure stops just in time to reveal some sass, forcing you to bear a little holiday skin, and creating quite the visually captivating neck line. Wear this to your next holiday party and you'll have your guests exclaiming, "in excelsis deo!"

The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters 2011: Day 1

2011-12-17T19:08:00.000-08:00

Day one of the fourth annual "8 Days of Christmas Sweaters" is here! The day has come upon me like a thief in the night. Eight glorious days to celebrate the creation and aesthetic pleasure of the Christmas sweater. I've decided to take a brief hiatus from the planning of my upcoming nuptials to remember the real meaning of Christmas...festive garments.

The 2011 collection's maiden voyage sweater is a little number fit for a casual December Saturday inflating your giant lawn nativity scene. From Jersey Shore to jersey fleece this is the perfect accessory to your "gym, tan, laundry" lifestyle. Nothing says Christmas like tobogganing teddy bears and with these two BFF's across your chest you'll send the message that you are compassionate and playful, yet stylish. And you'll keep people on their toes when they try and figure out if that's a trendy cropped sleeve...or your sleeves are just too short.

Alaska one more time to get out of our way, moose!

2011-11-16T18:24:00.000-08:00

Jed and I took a little adventure on the weekend. We decided to take our inaugural cross country skiing experience on some trails near Anchorage. However, early on we came across a moose right next to the trail. Upon much consideration and the observance of those who came after us we decided to turn around and take another route.

Taken With Tooks

2011-08-30T20:50:00.000-07:00

Well…this is the story all about how my life got flipped, turned upside down. And I’d like to take a minute, so put down your books…and I’ll tell you how I fell in love with a man named Jed Tooks.

It was a warm, spring day in May of 1982 when a little Canadian girl came raging down the birth canal. Four months early there was a similar occurrence with a little American boy. Their mothers, who both bore the same name, were thrilled with their presence...after the pain subsided.

Fast forward to 2011. This little girl, whom we shall call Shannon, grew up to be a photojournalist. After completing her schooling in a place called Ontario, which had a strange gravitational pull like it was the centre of the universe, she decided to do a photo story on the existence and threat to arctic life. Her adventure would take her by sea to the wilds of Alaskan waters.

Several days in on the aquatic journey, a storm came a brewing, whipping waves up and tossing their adventure boat to and fro when suddenly a rogue wave swept Shannon’s camera overboard into the frigid pacific waters. Foolishly, on instinct, Shannon dove to catch it, falling overboard in the process.

For what seemed like days Shannon frantically bobbed under the waters when all of the sudden she heard what sounded like the flapping of the wings of a storm of angels and a strong arm wrapped around her and lifted her out of the waters.

Enter the little American boy, now a fine young Coast Guard, we shall call him Jed. Jed had the strength of ten thousand men. With drowning lady in tow, Jed and his helicopter whisked hypothermic Shannon to safety, saving her life and stealing her heart.

And now they are getting married in December and will live happily ever after in Alaska…once US immigration deems it’s time that they can do so and they have submitted the proper documents and payment. Fairytale.

Actually…we met online. Not as sensational, but just as serendipitous and completely by the hand of God (Jed also is really that strong). I can tell you that story some other time. The ending remains the same.

Twenty-Nine and Feelin' Fine...

2011-05-28T19:40:00.000-07:00

Recently I became a year older. Twenty-nine years ago an amazing women went through a whole lot of pain to let me on to this planet. And for twenty-nine years God has watched over me and guided me and given me some pretty amazing gifts.

So here’s 29 things that made my 29^th year on the planet pretty terrific:

29. I got snowshoes.

28. I watched the original Star Wars movies for the first time ever. Poor Luke had some father issues.

27. I ate a lot of sushi from a Belleville All You Can Eat Sushi restaurant. They tried to limit how much they brought out. I told them, “Your sign doesn’t say, ‘A lot you can eat Sushi,’ it says, ‘ALL you can eat,’ now give me ALL I can eat!”

26. The Canucks actually won a lot of games. Figures I would miss the Olympics and the Canucks in the cup.

25. Last year on my birthday Christina drove 2 hours after working all day in the scorching heat to bring me a birthday feast to enjoy with our Loyalist besties Chandler and TP.

24. I got out of rehab.

23. I made a lot of lame jokes like #24.

22. I got a sweet job at an insurance brokerage…saving the world one renewal at a time.

21. Will and Kate got married and I spent the morning with 8 middle aged women dressed in crazy hats whom I’d never met before.

20. I met a lot of awesome people on my photo assignments and projects.

19. I ran my first half marathon. Note: drinking from those tiny paper cups, then crunching them up and throwing them over your shoulder to look cool while running is harder than it looks.

18. My first Sloan concert…with Sarah. A long time coming.

17. My first Yankees game at Yankee Stadium…with Dana It was against the Blue Jays who won but we were too scared to cheer for them.

16. My first Red Sox game at Fenway…with Dana. With an epic Big Papi triple off the green monster to win it in the 9^th. A women in the bathroom told us it was the best game ever.

15. Barak Obama still president.

14. I had some visitors that made life in Ontario a whole lot sweeter…ie. Dana, Rachel, Megan, and the Zandbergens.

13. I was adopted by the Allen family who redeemed my dreary Belleville summer and made this last year pretty great.

12. I watched the most Oscar nominated films ever before the actual Oscars.

11. Christmas in Abbotsford.

10. New Years in the Stoke

9. Christmas Sweater Collection 2010

8. The Chilean miners were rescued

7. I did a sweet internship at the Waterloo Region Record and loved every minute of it. Except when I almost blew away in a mini monsoon.

6. I completed the Photojournalism program at Loyalist College

5. I made some amazing life-long friends at Loyalist College

4. I cried in my final portfolio review at Loyalist College.

3. I laughed a lot…thanks to #5.

2. I got hired as a multimedia producer with Our Kids Media right out of school, saving me just in time from the ledge of the CN Tower were I was about to scream out at the top of my lungs “Bankruptcy!”…therefore, declaring bankruptcy.

1. Jedidiah Tooks.

I guess I’ve strung you along long enough because I’m well aware that the reason most of you have even bothered to read this far is because you are curious about #1 and perhaps some mysterious photos appearing on a certain social networking site.

Well, he is #1 on my list for a reason. In my 29^th year Jed Tooks unexpectedly came into the picture and “Tooks” my heart (yup, still got it!). He is a foreign man, from a foreign land some may know as the United States of America. This international man of mystery currently lives in Alaska where he is stationed with the Coast Guard (Not as flashy as working at an insurance brokerage for the summer in Belleville…but it works) and also best friends with Sarah Palin as well as the nephew of Will Smith.

A mere hop, skip and 6558 km from Mississauga, Ontario, where I currently reside, I think just about qualifies it as a long distance relationship. But I think he’s pretty great so I’ll deal with it.

I knew it was right when I found out he had the same Vibram 5 Finger shoes that I did that most people made fun of me for.

Last weekend I hopped over to Alaska for a visit. And so here are some pictures. I’m pretty sure we saw Santa driving a little red pick-up truck. Naturally, his off-season transportation. And then I ate some reindeer sausage at a near by restaurant. Perhaps, THIS is the reason he is now driving a red pick-up. Sorry Santa.

Introducing Jed Tooks…I sense a male line of Christmas sweaters coming on.

We tried to hike a mountain in our Vibrams. You may be interested to know that these aren't the most appropriate snow footwear. It's not so much the cold, more the fact they don't fare so well on slippery snow and ice. But at least we can say we tried to hike a snowy mountain barefoot and lived to tell the tale.

Christmas Day Sweater Sisters 2011

2011-01-25T20:13:00.000-08:00

One month later, here is a sampling from our annual Christmas Day Sweater Sisters shoot.

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The Cats Take the Cake

2011-01-16T18:22:00.000-08:00

You came, you saw, you voted, and day 7 is the pick of the litter. As we move into awards season it's only fitting that we begin with the winner of the third annual 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters. Six cats are the top dog in 2010. Running away with the vote, this sweater is the clear champ.

Thank you to all who participated in this seasons festivities and for all your kind comments! Look forward to the magic of 2011.

Special thanks to those who contributed to this years collection:
Dana Storey
The Allen Family
Betty Anne from Above the Underground for selling me the festive turtleneck
The City of Belleville for letting those gems go

The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters: Day 8

2010-12-24T20:23:00.000-08:00

Well, here we are on day 8 of the third annual "8 Days of Christmas Sweaters." Tis almost bittersweet. And so Christmas eve has found me...with four giant teddy bears across my torso. What better way to cap off this year's collection than with an over-sized cardigan with over-sized stuffed bears, big enough to contain all the love and joy of Christmas eve. 2010 has been a very teddy Christmas, so it's only fitting to end on this Hollywood Squares style sweater that features teddies in all their glory. You'll be the "bearer" of Christmas cheer wherever you go in this happy little number, punctuated with heart cuffs and star buttons. And no need to feel guilty stuffing yourself at the Christmas table, as you will be in good company.

Merry Christmas and thank you for joining me in this celebration of the Christmas sweater, I hope it has brought you much joy as it has to me!

(note: voting will begin on Christmas day for your favourite sweater of 2010)

The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters: Day 7

2010-12-23T20:28:00.000-08:00

Today's selection is really the pick of the litter, the "Catillac" of Christmas sweaters. Teeming with festive felines, this ol' ball of yarn is literally glowing with tinsel-like fibres woven through. Fluffy, angora white kitties prance about with antlers and Christmas trees on their back, while their darker counterparts model the season's fashions while sledding, toting gifts on their backs and stars on their tails. You'll be the cat's meow at any holiday event with this purrrfect Christmas sweater. You can enjoy the cheese ball, while your sweaters coughs up a hair ball.

The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters: Day 6

2010-12-22T18:09:00.000-08:00

This vest is simply nutcracker sweet. The elegant simplicity that accompanies this knit classic really packs an unexpected festive punch. Sometimes you just don't need sleeves to make a statement. Lined in threads of golden, two nutcrackers stand poised and ready for a good time–one ready for the drum line and the other ready to let loose to the beat. The intricate bead and sequin detailing on their uniforms is second to none, standing up to even the finest Bejeweler. And the golden tassel zipper accent brings with it pomp and circumstance, as if straight from a graduation cap.
The festive turtle neck is the perfect accompaniment to today's selection. Splashed with trees, skis and unidentifiable red squares, it boasts a neck that is neither too constrictive nor too loose.

The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters: Day 5

2010-12-21T16:43:00.000-08:00

We are on track towards the homestretch with day five's fashion leading the way. Straying ever so slightly from the traditional Christmas colour pallet in shades of mint on midnight, it offers a refreshing change from the norm. There is a noticeable Charlie Brown quality to this knit number that endears itself to ones heart, making it the perfect fashion choice for picking out that perfect tree. There's no "flaking" it, this sweater will make you love life.

The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters: Day 4

2010-12-20T15:03:00.000-08:00

It's black velvet in that little snow pile, black velvet in a classy snowman's style. Today's "vestive," holiday piece brings a note of elegance to this years collection that says, "I'm a dignified lady who can own three skating snowmen on my vest." With hand embroidered snowflakes and fluffy, textured snowman amid a canvas of velvet, the tassels on the scarves that project themselves from the garment really add a saucy flare to this soft-spoken number. Throw on your favourite Christmas satin blouse underneath and transition from daytime to evening with ease in this versatile vest. Straying from the traditional notions of Christmas sweater, this vest brings a modern twist on a conservative classic. (Need I remind you of last years champion...The Goose Vest).

The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters: Day 3

2010-12-19T12:00:00.000-08:00

Today's the day the teddy bears have their Christmas...on a red, knit cardigan. Whether cross-country skiing, tobogganing, or simply holding a star by it's tail in some sassy pin-stripped pants, these bears know how to have a good time amidst snowflakes the size of their heads. Framed in edgy black ribbing, how can one "fourbear" getting into a festive spirit in this little cropped dandy?

The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters: Day 2

2010-12-18T15:04:00.000-08:00

The second day of sweaters is highlighted with patchwork pizazz! This hand embroidered little diddy transitions from quilted bedspread to fashionable outerwear with ease. Tartan plaid in one corner accents this sweater's Scottish charm as reindeer frolic over blossoms above...a popular Christmas highland games event. But what really elevates this sweater is the liberal dosage of shoulder padding tenderly sewn in, perfect for playing on the defensive line in Sunday's game or simply barreling through the mall crowds.

The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters: Day 1

2010-12-17T18:20:00.000-08:00

Welcome to the third annual "8 Days of Christmas Sweaters," an event designed to celebrate that magical little garment that brings festive cheer to far and near. I refrain from the use of crass terminology, such as "ugly" or "cheesy," as some have come to label this genre of clothing. But let us simply let the sweaters speak to what they truly are...magnificent.

Our inaugural sweater to this season's collection boasts both fashion and function. With it's sassy zip-up closure, making it a breeze to dawn when you need a little Christmas flair in a pinch, this sweater really has presence. Pop the collar on this cardi to emphasize the gold, blanket stitch that sets this beauty apart from the pack. With teddy on your hip you can "bear" even the dullest Christmas party.

The Sweaters Are Near

2010-12-16T00:49:00.000-08:00

2010-11-13T19:09:00.000-08:00

Thursday, November 11th, 2010 was a day to remember the sacrifices made by members of the armed forces. It was also my very first NHL game. My "Belleville family" was kind enough to bring me along to Ottawa where we witnessed the Vancouver Canucks whoop the Ottawa Senators 6-2. This was very pleasing to me. A wonderful introduction to live NHL.

We were sitting in the top row of the arena but I brought a 300mm lens to try and capture some action.

Mr. Kesler crunches Mr. Hale into the boards. Jack Nicholson cringes while his friend looks on in surprise.

Great save Luongo

Make sure you call the long fly pucks in the outfield.

Upon closer inspection you can barely see the puck across the line. A faster trigger finger would have helped on my part!

Why can't we just all get along?

1 of 6 Canuck goals

Louuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

No chance in hail...

2010-11-09T21:13:00.000-08:00

Poor thing couldn't get a cab to stop for the life of her. I was about ready to throw her over my shoulder and carry her to where she needed to go. Perhaps it's time to give the subway a shot.

October 24, 2010

New York, N.Y.

Will?

2010-11-09T09:06:00.000-08:00

Hello faithful few!

I know I've been terrible at updating this blog. I'm terribly sorry if that has been bothersome to you. I am also bothered by my lack of communication.

Lest you think I've passed away here in the crime capital of Ontario, rest assured, I am very much alive. School consumes the majority of my time and what remnant I have left I pour into my decoupage. Kidding, I spend it getting ready for Christmas Sweater Season!

It is my hope to update this with some of the recent happenings of life but for now I will leave you with this one photo. I had the opportunity to go to New York City recently. Lo and behold I thought I spotted and old Will Ferrell watering the plants in Central Park!

You can also check out shannonstoreyphotography.blogspot.com

Photo blog

2010-11-05T18:40:00.000-07:00

Hello.

Here is my photo blog.

http://shannonstoreyphotography.blogspot.com

Enjoy.

Well I Never...

2010-10-14T20:01:00.000-07:00

The 8am morning air is crisp and a light wind bites at my exposed skin as we gather. My shoes laces are carefully double knotted. The number 1664 is neatly safety pinned to the front my favourite electric blue Mountain Equipment Coop shirt. The atmosphere seems charged. Everything seems new as I stare out the window of a yellow school bus over the open Prince Edward County roads. We head to the starting line. A 21 km run to the finish.

“I hate running. I will never enjoy it,” I had said 12 years ago when I dropped out of grade 11 gym class because the first month and a half were all road runs. To me it was torture. So I took a spare instead.

At the same time I was in high school English classes that repeatedly brought down my grade point average. A trend that carried through university, culminating in me having to write an English Language Competency Exam half way through my first year because my marks were too low. So there I was in a lecture hall surrounded mostly by exchange students as we tried to prove we knew English.

“I hate writing. I will never like it,” I said.

Not only writing but four years later after 17 years of straight academia I was done with school.

“I hate school. I’m never going back,” I said as I walked out of my last final exam of Trinity Western University.

The truth is I probably hated running and writing because they were so much work for me and I felt I would never be any good at either.

The pack starts moving forward and we are off. I move into a slow rhythmic jog, making sure to pace myself as I have no idea what I’m getting into. In a grade 5 track meet I had run the 400 metre race and sprinted off the line because some man had told me I would never beat the girl beside me, she was too fast. It was probably her dad but I was bound and determined to prove him wrong. For the first 100 metres I really showed that guy. If only the race had ended there. I finished dead last.

As the sun produces an almost blinding glare off the Bay of Quinte to my right, I think back to the Zambian sun casting an evening glow as I ran laps around the back yard in Lusaka. I had started running months earlier as coping method for stress. But now it was something different. It had become as much a spiritual time as a physical one as I sensed God’s presence so tangibly as I ran. This is where God and I had our best conversations. I now loved to run.

Part way through my time in Zambia I connected with a relative I hardly knew at all. Richard was my mom’s cousin. A teacher. A writer. A runner. On September 16, 2007 he wrote:

“Think seriously about something I told you a few months ago. Try writing. (Okay, you might need a job to support yourself for a while.) But seriously, start writing. Use humour as a genre. You have the talent and the imagination. Put the two together.

Rich

Richard was one of those people you couldn’t help but be drawn to. With his thick rimmed glasses and slender frame he was one of those people who embraced life. He was characterized by his love of forwarding humorous emails. He was the teacher that everyone loved, even if you hated school. He had a gift in writing and regularly reviewed and evaluated books for the Ministry of Education. He was also a runner. A crazy runner. One of those people who ran ultra marathons…we’re talking 100km. And he did this in his 60’s. If there was a spokesperson for having a zest for life it was Richard.

He was diagnosed with an aggressive cancer that attacked his stomach, esophagus, and lymph nodes. He was determined to keep going, even running in his frail physical state. In December of 2009 his earthly existence was ended much to early.

Four months earlier I had packed up and moved across the country to Belleville, Ontario, a small city of the Bay of Quinte and home to the best photojournalism program in Canada. I was back in school. I was writing. And in the evenings I would run…and not because I was being chased either.

Fatigue is looming and I think of Richard. I don’t know what I believe about those in heaven being aware of us here on earth but I ask God to make sure Richard knew what I was doing. It was inspired by him.

This is the farthest I’ve ever run. A once unattainable feat in my own mind, the end is right in front of me. With one final burst of speed I sprint (at least that’s what it felt like to me) to the finish line, crossing over into new beginnings.

Lesson learned. Never say never.

I've got a good mother...

2010-05-09T12:02:00.000-07:00

Growing up being raised by a superhero isn't too bad. But because my mom didn't wear her underwear outside her pants and have a cape flowing in the wind I didn't realize she was one until recently.

I remember as a kid that my mom knew just about everything and could do anything. She was the fastest typer in the West and she could sing harmony to any song (even Radiohead's "High and Dry" as I discovered in high school). I didn't mind that she was a lunch monitor at my elementary school because she was the "nice" one...I was so proud.

She could do it all. Sew my clothes (jeans or jogging pants...depending on the phase I was in), cut my hair (I had some pretty short bangs), and cook my favourite meals that I would eat until I felt I was going to burst. She made the best school lunches that made all the other kids jealous...especially in university! She would sing songs, read books, and pray with us at bedtime, even though I was a notorious "staller". She came to all my baseball and soccer games even though the tension of competition probably gave her an ulcer. And it wasn't all Suzy Homemaker, my mom could make a camp fire, chop wood, and fearlessly kill spiders. She was the first one up and the last one to bed...probably because that's the only time she could have peace and quiet. And she was always inhumanly chipper in the morning...at least compared to me.

As I got older there was a time when I thought I probably knew more than she did, especially in terms of what I should and shouldn't be able to do. Oh, how foolish.

When I started drinking coffee I was bound and determined to drink it black because that's how my mom did.

And then when I moved away across the world or across the country I realized that I had been raised by a superhero all along. And that doing all the things that she had made look easy really weren't. Like getting stains out of clothes. Only she could get the stain out my t-shirt that I brought home at Christmas.

Patience, sacrifice and faith. These are the words that best describe my mom...along with gullible, but that's not important right now. I don't know if I've ever met anyone who has displayed such disciplined patience...and we put her through her paces! Through the years she has continually sacrificed to make us happy, displayed in the most insignificant moments such as always taking the smallest piece or the one that didn't turn out right at the dinner table. Or organizing and prepping our family camping trips even though it was a ridiculous amount of work. And she has always been a model of faith, praying tirelessly for her children.

In the book of Proverbs it paints an idealistic, seemly unattainable, picture of a wife and mother. And at the end is says that her children will call her 'blessed'. Well I have a blessed mother. They say as we grow older we turn into our parents...maybe that's not so bad after all.

Fun with Phyllis

2010-04-27T19:56:00.000-07:00

Here is my first multimedia project. Our assignment was to find someone working in the Quinte area. Phyllis was awesome and this was a good learning experience for my first swing at video. Enjoy!

Fun Cooking with Fayelum from Shannon Storey on Vimeo.

A tiny update note

2010-04-25T20:21:00.000-07:00

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Farmville

2010-04-09T15:38:00.000-07:00

A couple weekends ago there was a Maple Syrup Festive in Prince Edward County, just south of Belleville, where a bunch of farms opened up to the public for a little broo-ha-ha.

This one has somehow been labeled as the "brown noser" on the farm.

(Notice the wet lick mark on his jeans in the second shot)

"I'm ready for my close-up, darling"

"Ehhh, whatcha got there? Can I eat it?"

Then this guy was wandering around who looked exactly like the guy from the Highliner fish box. I had to sneak this one as I think he was on to me.

Mt. Dishes

2010-04-09T15:03:00.000-07:00

I guess some habits die hard. Instead of being proactive and doing dishes after every meal I like to leave it until there are many so I can look back and feel like I've accomplished something, also conserving water and soap. Or I'm lazy.
And my dish rack abilities have not improved over the years either...creating temperamental structures that become like a game of Jenga when it's time to put away. One false move and it all comes crashing down.

The Everyday

2010-03-28T13:57:00.000-07:00

Well, not so much "every day" but snippets of ordinary life in Belleville.

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Photos

2010-03-21T12:05:00.000-07:00

Here is a link so some of my photos used to do this soundslide assignment in our software class.

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A Fruity Photo Shoot

2010-03-13T10:32:00.000-08:00

A Fruity Photo Shoot @ Loyalist from Melissa Tait on Vimeo.

This is a video shot and produced by Melissa Tait; cohort, comrade, and classmate (well she's second year) of a little photo shoot we did for an assignment at school. Enjoy!

Just Beat It...

2010-01-21T20:38:00.000-08:00

An exclusive look into the bowels of the photojournalism program. In the background our writing guru, Scott, goes over beat proposals while Shannon waits for the hurricane of ideas to hit her brain. The brain hurricane was then downgraded to a tropical brain storm and turned up to be nothing but a brain drizzle.

Beat proposals were the topic of the day...meaning what type of stories will we be covering this semester. Information that would have been useful to me before I got down on one knee before a red vegetable. And then proposed a beat in 6/8 time signature. Wrong beet...or beat.

The Everday

2010-01-11T20:32:00.000-08:00

At the request of some who want to stay updated on the average day to day life here in Belleville and beyond I've created a link on the left. The Everyday. Enjoy.

Vest is Best and Sweeps the Rest!

2010-01-11T15:34:00.000-08:00

In what may be one of the most shocking Christmas scandals of 2009 a vest has come out victorious, sweeping away the competition, in this years "8 Days of Christmas Sweaters". The festive goose garment entered the competition "unarmed" and turned out to steel the hearts of many. But really, how can your resist a goose in a stocking cap?

Sweater purists may protest that a vest has no place in a sweater competition but nothing could keep this sleeveless wonder away taking 61% of the vote and proving it's not the amount of knit yarn, it's how you embellish it.

It's a Cinderella story for the ages. Christmas 2009. The little goose vest that could. And did. So next time you feel inadequate or unqualified think of this vest and it's festive courage that forever changed the way we look at the Christmas sweater.

The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters: Head to the Polls!

2009-12-26T00:27:00.000-08:00

It's time to cast your ballot for your favourite sweater creation of the 2009 collection! You will find the ballot at the top of the page.

Once again these sweaters have made my year! One can't express in words the excitement of finding these little gems in the thrift store. I hope you too felt their magic this season.

Thanks to everyone who has followed along and for all your kind comments! And for those silent followers don't feel creepy for I am usually one of you. Ain't no shame in it. Unless you are watching me outside my window right now. Then there's a little bit of shame.

Merry Christmas and remember...life is always better in the sweater.

Merry Christmas!

2009-12-25T21:32:00.000-08:00

http://www.flickr.com/photos/shannonstorey/

And as the sweaters have been revealed it twas time for an annual Storey sister tradition. The Christmas Day photo shoot. Inspired by my traumatic season at the Sears Portrait Studio several years ago we take our sweaters and hit the town. Cheese ball isn't the only cheese being served today.

The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters: Day 8

2009-12-24T20:08:00.000-08:00

Christmas eve has found me where the sweater light gleams. One can only dream of being in a home like this sweater displays. It's like carrying around a portable living room wherever you go. Does this Christmas find you far away from home? Well, this sweater is the answer to your home away from home needs.

Simply dawn this knit little wonder and let it's yarn transport you to a whole new world. As Aladdin would say, "don't you dare close your eyes!" Or else you might miss the triumph of this textile masterpiece.

A charming little tree stands proudly adorned with pearls and precious gems as satin wrapped present lie beneath it's fabric boughs. Get lost as you stare out into the snowy abyss, right through my armpit. And rock around the Christmas tree upon a horse.

It's a bitter sweet day as this is the 8th and final sweater of this years collection. (I actually meant to have this day fall on Christmas Day but turns out I can't count. Good thing I'm studying to be a photojournalist and not an accountant.)

But it's not quite over yet! Voting for your favourite sweater will commence on Boxing Day so get your picks ready.

Thanks to everyone who has joined in on this 8 day sweater journey!!
Merry Christmas!

The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters: Day 7

2009-12-23T22:09:00.000-08:00

This is one of my finest in-vest-ments into this years collection. I've often lamented the lack of costumed geese in todays fashion...and this sweater vest is boldly bringing the Christmas goose back to festive wear, where it rightfully belongs! Often assumed that these mystical Christmas creatures migrate south for the season this dispels any myth. Nothing says Merry Christmas like a goose in a stocking cap.

This garment is simply enchanting. Intricate beading and embroidery radiate pure magic from this vest. And white, fluffy balls protrude from the fabric bringing this sweater into a whole other dimension.

And just when you think you can't handle any more of this pure Christmas joy...BAM! Goose in a cap on the back!!

There is nothing "foul" about this little gem. Sure to ruffle a few feathers wherever you go.

The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters: Day 6

2009-12-22T20:17:00.000-08:00

Ribbons and bows adorn one of the greatest gifts of the season...the sweater. Today's piece breaks away from the traditional yet retains the magical brilliance of the Christmas sweater in true 80's festive fashion. There's nothing wrong with a sweater that shouts loudly with florescent pink and deep purple. Silver, snowflake beading accents this garment brilliantly amidst giant, angora bows and sparkley yarn. Get ready to get noticed in this little number...especially because you'll be clashing with everything around you this time of year!

The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters: Day 5

2009-12-21T18:19:00.000-08:00

We are into the second half of our sweater celebration and it's time to take care of a nasty case of the Mondays with this "deerest" of sweaters. The sight of mustard reindeer running willy nilly across mossy sweater plains is a welcome change from the traditional. And when it's time for bed simply hang it up and begin counting reindeer...a festive alternative to counting sheep.

The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters: Day 4

2009-12-20T09:51:00.000-08:00

This subdued number boldly declares, "I love Christmas and I'm a tasteful lady." Whether going to church or an evening holiday Tupperware party, this sweater is sure to bring a touch of elegance to any event. Button it all the way for the conservative look or go ahead and let loose by loosening up the top buttons to let your gold vest shine through. There's "snow" doubt this sweater will class up your holidays.

The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters: Day 3

2009-12-19T17:46:00.000-08:00

Day 3 finds itself this sassy, Saturday sweater. After a workweek of more elegant pieces it's nice to relax in this jogging fleece sweatshirt, adorned with plenty o' glitter. If you like dancing bears (and who doesn't) then you'll love this little number. Also, if you're a fan of bows, holly, stockings, ornaments, presents, snowflakes, turtle doves, candy canes, or trees...then this sweaters for you. A little something for everyone. This sweater is sure to break even the toughest Christmas scrooge.

The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters: Day 2

2009-12-18T19:19:00.001-08:00

This sweater has me smitten with mittens. It's a "hands down" winner for a biz-cas Friday such as today. The perfect choice for the working professional that wants to send a casual festive message in the workplace. Again, the finer detailing of textural tinsel-like fibers and ornate beading along with the golden wrist detail help light up the dark of winters night. A "glovely" addition to this years collection.

Note: voting for this years favourite will begin on Boxing Day!

The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters: Day 1

2009-12-17T23:36:00.000-08:00

You've waited for it all year and finally it's here...its the second annual 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters. There is something magical in the fibers that comprise a festive Christmas sweater and in these final days leading up to Christmas we will celebrate these textile masterpieces.

This years collection is brought to you courtesy of Belleville, Ontario, where these little gems were found. I asked Belleville to bring it, a boy did it ever.

This first little number rings true the spirit of Christmas with teddy bears and Christmas trees. It's button up ability makes dawning it a breeze, allowing one to put it on with ease with out messing up ones fancy, festive up-do. A closer look reveals the textural detail that really makes this sweater shine. Tiny golden beads and glittery gold yarn takes this sweater into true Christmas glory.

The Sweaters Are Coming...

2009-11-21T18:15:00.000-08:00

As the days grow shorter and the nights grow colder this can only mean two things. One, Christmas is drawing nye and, two, it's time to pull out the sweaters. That's right, "The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters" is coming soon with new festive garments that truly make this the most wonderful time of the year.

This years collection comes courtesy of Belleville, Ontario. Stay tuned the 8 days before Christmas for a new sweater each day. Advanced screenings will also be happening the 8 days before I fly home for Christmas at Loyalist College.

I'm very excited!

Time for a change...

2009-11-20T19:32:00.000-08:00

Frugal times call for frugal measures. In an attempt to save money while gaining a sense of accomplishment I have taken to changing my own oil. My dad taught me before I moved here and showered me with the tools to do so as birthday gifts! Why pay someone to change it in 10 minutes when I could do it myself in triple the time!

So on this balmy November morning in Ontario I took the little Rav out for a spin to warm up, making a B-line for the closest McDonalds to get my free cup of coffee. Once again...frugal times and I don't fight free coffee.
I'm sure Joe from Jiffy Lube has lost his child-like wonder at watching the oil go through the funnel but I haven't. And isn't that what it's all about folks? That and my engine not seizing.

I have been driving on the road for two days now and still no explosions.

I've also been catching mice and making borscht. And, yes, those two activities are unrelated...or are they?

Big Apple, Street Potato

2009-11-07T21:42:00.000-08:00

Just a small town girl living in a lonely world took a Rav4 heading anywhere...but more specifically New York City!

During my time in Connecticut we took a brief trip to the Big Apple so I could see New York City in all it's glory for the first time. So we loaded up the Rav, three children in the back, portable DVD players in full action, and hit the road.

Upon arriving in New York I enthusiastically took note of Trump Towers, the golden giant stood strong amidst the cityscape, however, no comb overs were sighted.

The first misadventure took place in the parking garage. As we pulled it there was little instruction so I took the liberty to pull into the garage. I soon took note of how cars were double parked. “Strange,” I thought, “how will they get out?” Then the two way corridor soon was scarcely even one way. Claustrophobia lurked. And then a car came the other way. It soon became clear what was going on. I wasn't supposed to be driving in there at all. What should have happened was we should have gotten out at the top of the garage and parking attendants park the car for you, therefore, able to conserve space by using every possible inch of it. Lesson learned.
Fist stop...chocolate. Obviously. Second stop...Time Square. For a moment I forgot what country I was in. Luckily, I glanced over to find this view...

(a little series on tourists)

During these H1N1 conscious times a healthy immune system is of utmost importance. I took the liberty of eating several things off the ground...and I am all the richer for it.

As we walked amidst the chaos there was a strange serenity about it. Crossing the street I noticed a curb-side potato resting in a puddle. We continued on and lo and behold there was Hello Kitty! We decided it was crucial that I took the kids' picture with Hello (we're on a first name basis). I began snapping away. Hello raised her head, revealing a small Asian woman. I thought she wanted me to take her picture. I raised the camera, she lowered her head. “Rude,” I thought. I lowered my camera, she raised her head, again saying something I took to be something to the sort of “take my picture.” I raised my camera, she lowered her head. I lowered my camera, she raised her head. After several exchanges of this I realized she was asking me to pay her $1 for every picture I had taken. I turned to Patti and Hello Kitty soon became Goodbye Kitty. Not looking back we grabbed the kids and took off down the street. If Hello Kitty wanted my cash she would have to chase me down the streets of New York and mug it out of me.

Being a big fan of the TV show “30 Rock” I found it necessary to got to Rockefeller Center. On the ice we found these Siamese Figure Skaters putting on a show.

Then across the street for a coffee at Dean and Deluca. Patti's phone was almost dead so we found a place to plug it in.

Continuing on it seems that fate brought me back to that curbside potato. So I picked it up and put it in my coat pocket. My New York potato. And now it sits in my Belleville apartment. No souviner can rival my NY potato...often imitated, never duplicated.

We also ran into Tina Turner. Actually, that's Patti's friend, Tina. She is an actress and was in town for an audition so we met up with her at the end of the day.

Click here for a few more photos

Hupp to it...

2009-11-07T15:37:00.001-08:00

If you have been following this blog long enough then you are either my mom or very kind. You also may remember from my time in Zambia a story about a little girl named Mary who was adopted by the Hupp family.

For a refresher click here

In Manchester, Connecticut one might find a 'city of village charm'. One may also find a shady little pub called the Hungry Tiger. And once one has found these two things one may also come across the Hupp family. I realized that now living in Belleville, 'the friendly city', I was but a mere drive away from my long lost friends.

So with Ontario giving an entire week off for college students in the fall semester and not allowing work to be assigned for over this break (I didn't want to question it should my bringing it to light that this is crazy may in turn cause the powers that be to revoke this magical time. It's like when you were a child and were getting away with something you knew you shouldn't be allowed to get away with. You don't look back in these situations. You grab hold of them and go as far as you can. This was Connecticut). So it seemed like the perfect opportunity for an international adventure to America!

Oh the times we shared...just like the good ol' days on the farm in Zambia! The Hupps gave me many things. One, a new found interest in following football (they are kind of freaks about it!). The second can be found in three words...NEW.YORK.CITY!! (post to follow).

I like to think that this is how Patti has spent the last two years...waiting at the door for me to arrive.

Luke...he loves his sisters dearly. And he has a sweet room.

Emma...leaves no leaf unturned.

Mary...she's not a vegetarian.

Sisters who love sisters...always.

I just like how gangster Patti looks in this one. Now there is a father in the picture, Steve, although not in any of these pictures. He's very illusive.

Published!

2009-10-09T20:18:00.000-07:00

This past week I gotten my first pictures published! One in our school newspaper and two in a local paper. Here are the links to the local paper...

EMC Community Newspaper
Ride for Refugees

Bulls in Motion

2009-10-09T18:45:00.000-07:00

Our second assignment was an exercise in shooting motion using three different techniques. Belleville is also home to the OHL team The Belleville Bulls (which I've come to find out are kind of a big deal around here. I didn't realize what level they were until I went to this event and was amazed that so many people wanted these guys autographs. They play the same level as our Vancouver Giants for those of you BC'ers!).

BELLEVILLE, Ont. (27/09/09) -- Belleville Bull fans young and old get a chance to skate with their favourite local hockey players at this years "Bar-B-Que and Skate with the Bulls" on Sunday, September 27th at the Wally Dever Arena. This is an annual event held for season ticket holders and allows the fans to get up close and personal with the Belleville Bulls hockey team as they eat, get autographs and skate with the players. Photo by Shannon Storey.

BELLEVILLE, Ont. (27/09/09) -- Belleville Bulls defenceman Julian Luciani and his teammates sign for fans at the Wally Denver Arena an the annual "Bar-B-Que and Skate with the Bulls." Photo by Shannon Storey.

Isn't that Interesting...

2009-10-09T18:24:00.000-07:00

Here are some shots from our first assignment, which was to find an interesting person.
BELLEVILLE; Ont. (12/09/09) -- 58 year old Oakville native, John McNair, now resides in Belleville where he is "working through some things." While reluctant to speak of his current struggles his soul finds sanctuary in the arts. With an interest in photography he can also often be found taking advantage of the many resources available at the Belleville Public Library and John M. Parrott Art Gallery. Photo by Shannon Storey.

BELLEVILLE, Ont. (12/09/09) -- Dawa Chodeon immigrated to Belleville from Lazo, Tibet two years ago where her and her husband now sell handmade Tibetan jewelry at the weekly farmers market. Photo by Shannon Storey.

Class in Session

2009-10-09T18:12:00.000-07:00

Once again I find myself wondering where time has gone...and realizing it has been oh, so long since I have posted anything here. But let it be know that will change right now...at least for today.

Classes are in full swing and I am loving it so far. Never thought I'd grow to love anything remotely associated with school, but alas.

In this photo we all went outside to do an exercise in depth of field so here are some of my esteemed classmates. We're a motley crew but we have fun.
(consider yourself blessed you don't have to see their shots where I showcase my Top Modeling skills...I do a mean catwalk down grocery aisles...I've been compared with the likes of top Reitmans models!)

About Belleville...

2009-09-07T18:13:00.000-07:00

This weekend I went on a little photo walk about Belleville to give a glimpse into this city for those who have never "glimsped" it before. It is quite a beautiful city full of old Victorian houses, old ornate churches, and the waters of the Moira River and Bay of Quinte.

Here is one of my favorites of the day. Originally I saw this Retirement Home and thought it would be funny to take a picture of it and say that was my home (a joke that arose during my visit in Revelstoke). But as I walked by I noticed something peculiar in the back...could that be a bouncy castle?! Yes, it is a bouncy castle! At the retirement home! Maybe I should have moved there instead...those seniors know how to party. (You may have to click on the photo to enlarge it)

I only move to places where I can co-habitat with lions.

This is probably where I'll be spending most of my time this year. Here and maybe the Tennis Club, Country Club, and Golf Club...you know, "clubbing".

Click here to see all the Belleville photos

2009-09-06T18:10:00.000-07:00

The goal was 5 days driving nearly 5000kms across Canada from Abbotsford, BC to Belleville, ON. On August 24th Dana and I set out bound from BC for Belleville. Who knew this country was really this big! On September 1st it was sadly time for Dana to fly back to BC so we spent some time in "The Big City" before she flew out that evening which included a trip up the world renowned CN Tower. The space like portal where you got spritz with high pressure air was worth the price of admission on it's own.

We found this gentleman posing on the glass floor where he continued posing like this for upwards of three minutes. I think he was European. Wherever he was from...it was entertaining.

We found this picture on the wall and she looked like she was having so much fun we had to give it a try and see what all the fuss was about...

Apparently squatting and pointing is actually quite thrilling!

For all the photos go to http://www.flickr.com/photos/shannonstorey/

Symphony in Deer Lake Park

2009-09-06T17:46:00.000-07:00

Here's a little glimpse of this year's VSO Symphony in the Park at Deer Lake Park in Burnaby. Last summer Dana and I attended for the first time and so this summer we set out for round two. This year we were more prepared and with elbows sharpened and up we set forth straight to the front of the park where we shimmied ourselves into a front row seat. Easy as pie. Once again a wonderful evening of music, food, portable bathrooms, and people watching.

To see all the photos go to my flickr site: http://www.flickr.com/photos/shannonstorey

The park

Our front row seats

Our neighbour keeping entertained

The Cello Men

The Soloist

Captivating!

Cellos at rest

The Score

It got a bit too loud for some...

The ladies of the strings stand to receive their praise.

(Celebrity spotting: Yes, that indeed is our own Calvin Dyck in the background!)

A New Do...

2009-09-04T08:19:00.000-07:00

I'm working on a new look as the giraffe's of old didn't seem to fit anymore. So here's a temporary new do.

I have arrived...

2009-09-02T08:23:00.000-07:00

This is a brief update for everyone who isn't (and is) on Facebook. I must apologize as I pledged long ago not to fall victim to that devious social networking site and exclude those who still hold their ground against it! I digress...

I made it safe and sound here to Belleville. Dana and I drove for what seemed like 4 days straight. Perhaps it was. Canada is large and seemingly unpopulated. We arrived on Saturday night in an exhausted stupor to find my new 1870's apartment just as described and my landlords as pleasant as I imagined.

I sadly sent Dana off yesterday after a few days of setting up and hanging out in the big city of the T-Dot, as the young people call it. Now time to settle in. I'll give more details shortly and need to work on a little face lift on this 'ol blog...as I have yet to see any giraffe and history tells me this Ontario ain't no Africa!

I'm off to try and find a running track...

It's a Gleaners Life For Me!

2009-06-23T21:06:00.000-07:00

As we now find ourselves in the epicenter of summer bliss it is also a time of summer employment for myself. I am currently working for an non-profit organization called the Fraser Valley Gleaners here in Abbotsford. Here we take excess and unwanted produce that is donated (usually for superficial reasons...our grocery stores are so fickle!) and then chop it, dice it, spread it onto trays, dehydrate it in industrial dryers, scrape it into barrels, and then in winter it will be assembled into a soup mix and from here it is taken by reputable and reliable distribution partners to various developing countries to feed the hungry. My role is to assist the plant manager with the daily operations and helping to coordinate the daily volunteers that make this operation possible. Every morning from 8:30-12:30 a host of energetic volunteers descend upon the warehouse, most of whom are a young 65+ whom have retired and now volunteer their time and efforts for a great cause. Although now in summer we will see a host of youth groups coming from near and far. Here are few shots from when I took our Jr Youth here this past year while working at Bakerview.

Here's where the magic happens! Upon these humble tables our product finds itself under the knife to prepare for an encounter with the dicer!

Peppers a plenty...donated from a local greenhouse.

Carolyn and Hannah...out with the bad, in with the good.

Then to the dicer where it is finely diced and spread onto trays.

Take a close look at the warning label. Nothing like a graphic representation of completely severed fingers to get a point across. A little dicey!

Then onto the drying racks and into the dryer for a good 8 or 9 hours at low heat.

I take my job as a Gleaner very seriously...and following in the footsteps of my biblical model, Ruth, I must find myself a "Boaz" at whose feet I shall sleep at to see if he shall be my suitor. Well, maybe that part doesn't translate so well today. I shan't.

So if you are ever free between the hours of 8:30am and noon come hang out with us for a morning! (except Fridays because I'm not there and it would be a pity to miss you!)

Pomp and Circumstance...

2009-06-04T17:01:00.000-07:00

This past weekend I had the honour of hanging out with two of our Bakerview graduating grade 12 students on our annual grad trip. This year we went to Deception Pass in Washington for a little camping, kayaking, photoshooting, and all around good times. In honour of this achievement we let them go to the "restroom", as it is known to the south, unsupervised...it was a big weekend for them.

Congratulations Cory and Keighley on your academic achievements of insurmountable proportions and your good looks.

Check out photos here:

Deception Perception

Spring Board Log Jumping

Deception Perception at Night

Long exposure shots

Six Lattes for the Price of None...

2009-05-25T07:50:00.000-07:00

Thursday, May 21st, Tim Horton's was giving away free Iced Lattes between the hours of noon and 5pm. Being a lady of leisure I naturally took full advantage of this opportunity and got six. I hit up every Tim Horton's in Abbotsford (minus the gas station ones) for a complimentary latte. I could only drink three before I was unable to hold the steering wheel due to the caffeine. I pronounced myself unfit to drive. I know my latte limits.

At the Whatcom location they had run out of ice so they were handing out these coupons...suited me just fine!

Shannon Storey: Chapter 27

2009-05-21T22:46:00.000-07:00

The pages continue to turn and Chapter 27 of this Storey's life has commenced with new adventures in store and the closing of past ones.

Here I sit proudly with my cake...a cake that was delicious yet mislabeled and not the one we were expecting so the next day I took matters into my own hands. And after 26 years of letting others push me around I pushed back...and got the cake we were supposed to have...and half our money back. Two cakes for the price of half! I'm sorry Dairy Queen had to be the victim of my new found fortitude...but I really like cake so I guess it's win-win.
My dad showered me with gifts of a practical nature so that now I can change my own oil when I'm on my own, not only saving money on oil changes but making me into a 21st century woman! Who doesn't love a good ratchet set and oil pan!!
To celebrate I took the fam to Seattle to see the Seattle Mariners face off against the Boston Red Sox. Before the game we found this little Mexican restaurant. I can't remember the name but I'm pretty sure it was the Spanish word for "horse"...that or the owner had some strange obsession with them as the place was decked out in the finest horse velvet and brass art one could ever wish for. The food was delectable as well and with one left over tortilla I decided it couldn't go to waste so I put it in my hand bag and headed for the field. In the fourth inning I pulled out my "Birthday Tortilla!" for a nice little snack. I think that shall be a tradition.
Old tortilla's weren't the only fine culinary delights to be found at the ball park. Garlic fries permeate the air at Safeco field. It made Dana's eyes water but if you've never had them you at least have to have them once.
All the tears were worth it weren't they?! The Mariners lost 5-3 but we still had fun...and a Boston Red Sox player waved back at me...that or he was swatting at a fly.

After 14 months of working with the youth at Bakerview Church as "Interim Youth Director," this chapter has come to a close. My successor, Stephen, was hired in April and is now at the helm. Although it was a challenging experience for me in the fact that I felt like I was completely inadequate to be called for such a task and responsibility, now as I look back God has been incredibly faithful in carrying me through everything I couldn't do on my own. And I got to work with the coolest kids in town who really made this job great! I'm sure going to miss them!!!

And comes the beginning of something new. This fall I will be moving to Belleville, Ontario to enter the "Belle of Belleville" beauty contest...actually to study photojournalism at Loyalist College. It wasn't until returning home from Zambia that I really even thought about photojournalism but always having had an interest in photography and a new found interest in writing while in Zambia plus through the suggestion of friends I looked into it. And here we are. Who knows where this will lead...besides to Belleville. I don't know if there really is a Belle of Belleville but I would like to make it my mission to become said Belle.
And with the new direction comes something to get me there. A month ago I also said goodbye to my trusty 91 Honda Civic whom I fondly named "Tina Turner" (not to be confused with "Tina Tuna") due to the fact that it was fairly old but just kept on rolling. But now I have a new lovely...a 99 Rav 4 complete with tape deck! I've never owned a car with cup holders so naturally I am quite smitten with it. So in August I shall pack her up and drive off to the wilds of Ontario...because apparently Ontario is mine to discover, or so they tell me.
And so there you have it. Change is in the air...for Barak Obama and myself. I wish change was literally in the air and I could rake it in with a butterfly net. Then I wouldn't have to get a summer job.

Together: A song for Mike and Stephanie

2009-04-13T23:06:00.000-07:00

The beginning of 2009 also marked the beginning of Mike and Stephanie Hawbaker. Steph and I traveled to Zambia together for the first time in 2004 with a team from Trinity Western University. Then in 2007 we reunited in Zambia where we were "hutmates" for six months while working with Action Zambia until she left for a new adventure in the bush of Southern Zambia. A little place called Sinazongwe.

Enter Mike. Before his arrival all we were told was that he was a single, mechanic from Kansas. Being we were in Africa and entertainment options were scarce we took to envisioning just what he might be. This would include a grease monkey, who always wore coveralls, a bandanna, and a leather jacket...the kind with tassels hanging from the arms. Turns out this wasn't quite the case but it was fun while it lasted.

Long story short. Mike met Stephanie. Mike fell for Stephanie. Stephanie was initially unsure about Mike. Mike was always sure about Stephanie. Stephanie freaked out. Stephanie figured it out. Mike and Stephanie fell in love. Mike and Stephanie got married. And this is the song, "Together", that I wrote for them and sang at their reception.

(click on the little arrow below to play)

It's beginning to smell a lot like Paska...

2009-04-12T22:54:00.000-07:00

It is Easter and that can only mean two things: Jesus is risen and there will be Paska. This traditional Ukrainian Easter bread has found it's way to our table and into our hearts and stomachs for generations.

As a child I was drawn to anything with rainbow sprinkles and copious amounts of icing and, therefore, Paska was a natural fit. (Much like Tim Horton's "Vanilla Dip" donut). Today, in my more mature years, I have come to an appreciation of the sweet bread that lies beneath. However, the fondness for the sprinkles and icing remains strong within me.

Here stand Mumsie and Dana with the fruit, or is it bread, of their labour. Fine work, well done!

The magic of sprinkles and icing...

The results are in...

2009-03-03T23:14:00.000-08:00

Nearly two months in waiting, the highly anticipated results of "The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters" (the term "sweater" held loosely in this instance) are finally tallied and official in what has been deemed the most dramatic sweater results in "The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters" history! Taking longer to make this official "Sweater Winner" announcement than it takes Dairy Queen to construct a Peanut Buster Parfait, it seems the majestic sweater of Santa's has taken the prize. With those beady yet dreamy eyes and vibrant red lips just screaming for chap stick was it any question? A close second was the Zambian delight and the Scottish Terrier Cardigan. Thank you to all who voted in this first annual "8 Days of Christmas Sweaters" to make it such a "sweaty" success!

Stay tuned tomorrow for the shocking and dramatic follow up post, "After The Results Are In", where it's rumored the first place Santa sweater will be publicly dumped for one of the second place sweaters...something so shocking, so dramatic this sentence cannot actually be comple...

This post is dedicated to the two people who still actually check this. If there are more of you out there leave a comment and I will do a whole tribute post to you.

A Tribute to the Ozmonds!

2008-12-28T16:00:00.000-08:00

Upon the conclusion of my conference in Toronto my good pal, Sarah, came and picked me up from "The Castle" and whisked me a way to luxurious Cambridge. The sights, the sounds, the smells of this whimsical place lie vivid in my memory. Notable attractions such as the "Putt Hutt" and "Giant Tiger" quickly captured me. But even with all these features it is arguably the Ozmond family that is one of the finest things about Cambridge...if not Ontario. Mr. and Mrs. O have been faithful readers of this publication while I was in Zambia without us ever meeting. They welcomed me warmly into their home. And when I say "warmly" I'm pretty sure they cranked the heat from what it normally would be for my wimpy BC bones. And so Sarah and I did what we do best...reek havoc in malls...just like the good ol' days at the portrait studio! We don't follow direction all that well. The sign on the glass says to stay back and off the ledge. We were too captivated by the ice and the Zamboni. And of course we had to take the opportunity to pose with our Ontario Olympic heroes. Obviously. And while Sarah had to work I enjoyed the retirement lifestyle with her parents. I came to quite enjoy it. The Ozmonds were all far too good to me...and so here is my tribute to you! Thank you!!

Here is a photo captured of my time with them.

Canadian Youth Workers Conference

2008-12-28T15:57:00.000-08:00

If there is one place I love in the bleak mid-winter it is Ontario! Two years ago I spent 5 glorious days in the Greater Toronto Area in February on my way to Zambia. On December 4th (I know it's not actually winter...but it felt like it!) I found myself on a Westjet flight to Toronto for a Youth Workers Conference. I really do love Westjet but flight attendant Ashley was very cold to me. I tried to be as perky as possible to try and crack her but to no avail. I watched her the whole flight. She didn't crack for anyone...so at least I know it wasn't just me. Poor Ashley. Rough day in the skies.

My conference was at the Westin Harbour Castle Hotel which, by the way (BTW as the young people say), is NOT actually a castle...so don't bother bringing your tiara and scepter...you'll just feel out of place...trust me. A lot of good seminars and sessions that kept me busy. My favorite moment may have been when the 65 year old lady next to me started "raising the roof" during a performance by a hip hop group called "Manifest".

A Christmas Storey

2008-12-25T20:48:00.000-08:00

Click here to read "Shannon's Christmas Address"

(It's all very regal. I did just spent some time in a "castle"...details of which will be posted shortly)

Life is Better in the Sweater: Day 8

2008-12-25T17:10:00.000-08:00

It's finally here, Day 8 of "The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters." The culmination of expectation over the last 8 days finds its fulfillment in this Christmas Day sweater. This sweater holds a special place in my heart as I had it custom made last year while I lived in Zambia. I minibused it down to City Market where my sweater making lady and I came up with this! I told her I wanted a Christmas tree...she proceeded to draw a leafy deciduous tree. We quickly worked that out. I love what she came up with...how the tree seems to have arms and legs. Beauty! The ribbing bears the colours of Zambia's national flag, green, black, red, and gold. Under the tree reads "Merry Christmas" and above it says, "Canada," that was her idea. It was supposed to have "Zambia" written opposite "Canada" but that got lost in the mix. This sweater has a lot of heart and represents a place where I left a huge chunk of mine.

Click here for Sweater Sisters '08 photos

I led the family in a little "Sweatercize" workout this morning to classic Boney M hits.

And so concludes the first annual "8 Days of Christmas Sweaters"!! Thanks for following and all your lovely comments. Be sure to check back soon for an opportunity to cast your vote on your favorite at "Sweater Election '08"! Merry Christmas to you!!

Life is Better in the Sweater: Day 7

2008-12-24T12:00:00.000-08:00

And so Christmas eve has found me...in an over-sized snowman sweater! The glitz, the glam, the glitter...and why put one snowman on when you could have four! And all wrapped up in a giant ribbon bow. This one is new to the collection. Why anyone would let this one go is beyond me.

Snow has also found it's way all the way to the west coast and so me and my "men of the snow" took to the white wilderness.

Snow and a snowman sweater...it seems it's almost too much to take in.
The morning started off well as the Storey ladies three had to trek out and push Dad's car out of the parking lot in our pajamas (except for Mumsie Storey...she of course was dressed and in her finest boots)

Day 7 is dedicated to the memory of my Grandpa who passed away one year ago today.

Life is Better in the Sweater: Day 6

2008-12-23T17:05:00.000-08:00

See my vest, see my vest, put it's magic to the test! Today's festive feature is indeed another vest that rings proudly with bells and bows. It's decorative composition makes it perfect for more formal occasions as it is sure to jazz up any holiday outfit...you simply can't go wrong with this one.It's important to know how to accesorize your outfits appropriately and so this subtle and tasteful Santa pin fits the bill just fine. It doesn't overbear the outfit but is just enough to add that extra pizazz.

Life is Better in the Sweater: Day 5

2008-12-22T19:03:00.000-08:00

As we head into the second half of "The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters" it brings us to this lovely! A new addition to the 2008 collection the textured, glitter paint takes this little number to the next level. This festive winter scape has a quality about it that simply leaves you at a loss for words...as you can see. Dazed and amused like a reindeer in the Christmas lights!

Life is Better in the Sweater: Day 4

2008-12-21T16:22:00.000-08:00

Now I hope you will not be upset with me...but I had to falsify some information as not to hurt you. As you can see Day 4 is not a sweater at all, but a vest! So because it includes less fabric I tried to jazz it up a bit with a bow tie and nutcracker doll. I find there are certain occasions when a sweater is simply not appropriate such as warmer climates and as a Walmart greeter. Sometimes you just want to class up your ensemble and this vest is the ideal choice. Also, if you find yourself at an impromptu caroling session and forget the words to "Winter Wonderland" you need look no further than down. And nothing is more classy than snowmen amidst a blood red sky.

I will warn you that one more vest is coming, I feel it only right to be honest with you.

Life is Better in the Sweater: Day 3

2008-12-20T17:18:00.000-08:00

On the third day of Sweaters I truly have to pause...for a sweater filled with Santa Clause! And so this completes the trilogy of treasures from two years ago. It sure is a gem. The magical quality of this sweater simply radiates forth from it...when you get this many Santa's on a sweater it's bound to happen.

We took these photos earlier today and unfortunately the radiating magic of the sweater wasn't quite enough to keep one warm in Abbotsford's arctic conditions.

Life is Better in the Sweater: Day 2

2008-12-19T17:11:00.000-08:00

Day 2 of "The 8 Days of Christmas Sweaters" finds this festive cardigan taking the spot. It was part of that original triune MCC sweater jackpot. The detailing on this piece is simply over the top. To see it in person is a magical experience as the fabric literally shimmers with red accent wool. But my favorite parts of this sweater are the prominent Scottish Terriers as well as the Christmas tree buttons adorning the front of this masterpiece. Nothing says "Merry Christmas" like Scottish Terriers. I don't know why Santa has reindeer when clearly these small dogs are the more appropriate choice.

Life is Better in the Sweater: Day 1

2008-12-18T23:42:00.000-08:00

With 8 days until the fateful day that has driven all this holiday madness and my growing collection of festive wear I thought it only "fitting" to begin the First Annual "8 Days of Christmas Sweaters!"
And so we begin with one of my favorites. This sassy little number was one of my first finds two years ago at MCC when three beauties hung all in a row beckoning me to take them home. How could I resist??

You may recall this sweater from previous portraits from my days at the Sears Portrait Studio...Life sure is better in the Sweater for Sarah and Shannon!

Do you remember a time in November...

2008-12-18T13:09:00.000-08:00

Here is a whirlwind tour of a time in November when hearts were young and voices merry...
'Twas a crazy month of retreats, conferences, and all things chaotic.

We start with the first weekend of the month. It was our Jr Youth Retreat at Manning Park. Oh what a jolly time we shared. No snow...but crazy fun none the less with no injuries!!
Notable highlights:
- bus ride with one student stringing together every obnoxious comment and question about our travels in a constant frenzy of chatter
- One boy, from Korea, who kept walking in around the chalet in just his boxers. He wrecked his pants on a hike later in the weekend so we forced him to wear a towel skirt! If anyone could make a fashion statement with a towel it was Sam...sometimes short, sometimes long, sometimes a-line, always trendy!
- a hike to the "Trappers Cabin" that involved no trail and a lot of bushwhacking and screaming
- mattress slides down the stairs
- dance parties
- forcing food down the children's throats..."What's a matter for you? You don't like it? EAT!! You're too skinny! You eat like a bird!"

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and here again for more

The next weekend was the Christian Musicians Summit in Redmond, Washington. A bunch of us from Bakerview went down for the conference which included concerts, workshops and SWAG...stuff we all get!
Noteworthy highlights:
- Seeing Abe Laboriel rock out on the bass
- trying to jump during concerts in pews where the floor is slopped and there is a "Bible box" right at your knees so you have no room...my knees and calves told the story of how that went!

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Third weekend: Sr Youth Retreat at Manning Park...second verse, same as the first...maybe not
We stay in a big three storey (I guess it's four when I'm there...muhahahah) chalet called "The Last Resort"...that Lincoln Park song runs through my head every time! We packed the bus full of 41 and went laughing all the way watching "Elf" on the way up.
Mentionable Highlights:
- snow, snow, snow!
- the mattress slide once again
- the delightful tunes of the really horrible sounding keyboard
- seeing Emmanuel -God with us- in a real and raw way and how he changed our students through one crazy night
- playing Skipbo in the middle of the night with Colby the Security Guard

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And that was November in a nutshell...stay tuned for tales of December including my wild winter adventure in Ontario, the Boars Head Feast, and two youth banquets...followed by a nervous breakdown and heavy sedatives!

Tina Tuna!!

2008-11-04T23:19:00.000-08:00

This October saw a rare appearance of "Tina Tuna"...Tina Turner with a fishy twist! For our youth Halloween-type events I dressed as Tina Tuna. Most didn't get it which I expected...they thought I was a hockey puck, although they were dazzled by the shiny tuna can.

and it's even "dolphin safe"...simply the best!

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Office Pumpkins

2008-10-31T19:34:00.000-07:00

If there are two things that I love most in this world it would be pumpkins and "The Office" repsectively. Actually, that's not true...I do love "The Office" and have a mild affinity for pumpkins...but not to be loved above all else. I digress...

So Dana and I set out to carve pumpkins. Dana is the one with the real artistic magic...and I just have a good track record with large produce and knives (ie. the cabbage/knife/thumb slaughtering resulting in Zambian stitches) and so we set out.

Here is Dana creating "Dwight" with great skill and finesse...

Bask in the sweet, sweet glow of Dwight!

I started "Jim" off but then got frustrated/tired and Dana again worked her magic. She said I could retain the glory...but there are the cold hard facts.

Jim all lit up!
And here they are: Dwight Schrute and Jim Halpert...the pumpkins

I carved a very creepy lifelike impression of my self too...

The Deputy

2008-10-17T11:47:00.001-07:00

I'm not much one for politics but there is a stirring in my soul that longs for heroic titles accompanied by abnormal amounts of authority and power for the greater good of my fair country. All this came to a culmination on October 14...Election Day! Several weeks before, I marched into the Abbotsford Election Office looking for a way to earn some extra dosheroonies to buy an electric guitar. What I came away with was far greater than I ever imagined. Before I knew it I was walking out of the building with a title I will proudly display for many moons to come. I was to be a Deputy Returning Officer. Meaning, I would basically run a polling station on election day. My Returning Officer (of whom I was his deputy...despite the fact I was one of many) was a good man...a small man in stature...but a good man. At least I presume so. He was always wearing a matching ball cap to his sweatshirt and khaki pants, therefore, granting my presumptions. After my three hours of training we passed in the hall and with gusto he implored us to "give it everything we had" on the "big day". And give it everything I had I certainly did. For a title of Deputy pinned to my chest was nothing to be taken lightly.

From that point on I studied my training manual meticulously. I was particularly intrigued by the fact that I would have the authority to make arrests. I felt like Chuck Norris. But mostly I studied the part about closing the poll and counting the ballots so I could get out as soon as possible. You see, we were getting paid a flat rate for the day...so the longer I was there the less I was making per hour...so in order for this to pay off I had to be the fastest in the west.

Voting day arrived and so did I, at 6:15am at my polling station. I met my poll clerk, Joyce, a fine retired woman with 10 great grandchildren. Anticipation was high as all the DRO's and Poll Clerks gathered outside the building...it only heightened with the fact we had to wait outside in the dark and freezing cold for the man with the key to the building to finally show up to open it. This left for a scramble set up of epic proportions, but Joyce and I handled it in stride. Seven am rang true and it began. For 12 straight hours we would sit there. If I had to go the bathroom we had to shut down the poll. After hours of handing out ballots the clock struck 7pm and it was time. I had prepped Joyce all day for this, planning out every single action to stream line the closing process to efficient perfection...and that it was. Barrel's blazing it was a furry of counting, paperwork, sorting, sealing, signing, and following a complex series of actions to ensure a fair and proper election. I barked out orders to Joyce like our lives were at steak...there was no room for error. And 45 minutes later we dazzled them all by being the first one out of there. Joyce and I embraced like we had just conquered a mighty battle and it ended as it began...under the cover of darkness we slipped away...our heads held high, knowing that justice had been served. This was the day I was the Deputy.

Low Quality Photos, High Quality Fun!

2008-10-06T12:35:00.000-07:00

Since my life consists mostly of my work right now here's a little sampling from the smorgasbord of fun and excitement that is Youth Ministry! These shots were captured on our recent Jr Youth Photo Scavenger Hunt were we divided into four groups each with a the task of creatively photographing themselves in certain situations, each with a varying degree of difficulty and point allotment. The team with the most points at the end took home the glory and a chocolate bar. Due to the fact we were operating with disposable camera's in low light conditions the quality isn't the greatest but here's to our slogan:
"Low quality photos, high quality fun!"

A Tribute to Becky Jones!

2008-09-15T11:16:00.000-07:00

Today, on the ides of September, we celebrate the birth of Becky Jones, formerly known as on the day of her birth as Rebecca Joy Eby. I first met Becky at the end of her TWU reign on our Zambia missions trip. We became fast friends as I didn't make fun of her strange nocturnal habits (probably because I was too shy back then) and she embraced the dorkiness of me. It's a pity we hadn't met sooner or we would have ruled the school.

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So here is a birthday song I wrote for Becky while she and her husband, Sam, were off teaching in Korea.

Row, row, row your boat...in the pouring rain...

2008-08-27T22:17:00.000-07:00

Here's a look at one of our "summer" youth expeditions!
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Silence the Rumours!

2008-08-15T23:13:00.000-07:00

Contrary to popular belief, Shannon does not have mono! Rumours began to circulate two weeks ago when a friend of mine contracted the virus. The doctor said it takes about 25 days before the symptoms appear. Twenty five odd days before her symptoms surfaced we were on a youth camping trip where we shared a water bottle. At this same time I had been complaining of abnormal levels of fatigue and slight body "achy-ness" which had been around for months. Putting all this together it was thought I was the culprit of spreading this virus. So tests were done to get to the bottom of it all. And the results are in...I am not the spreader of this virus. And so it remains an unsolved mystery...

A Summers Eve with Feist

2008-08-09T19:08:00.001-07:00

On Tuesday, August 5th, Danzer and I went to see Feist perform in Deer Lake Park. It was an awesome show. She had all this magical shadow art and alike going on in the background, performed by the "Shadow Mistress"...it was whimsical and mysterious! She was opened for by The Weakerthans, who were also very good, however, our vision was impeded by the tallest man at the show and his girlfriend who stood in front of us during their entire set.

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Mariner Monday Madness!!

2008-08-05T13:37:00.000-07:00

Nothing says "Happy BC Day" like going down to the United States of America to watch a baseball game! And so that's what we did. I took a troop from youth and beyond to Seattle in our big church van (which I am now licensed to drive...look out!). It was "Celebrate Japanese Baseball Night" so we all got free hats that said "Mariners" in Japanese. It was a great game. They were playing the Minnesota Twins (don't ya know) and Seattle was down 6-1 in the 7th inning when another baseball miracle took place before our very eyes. It started off with a grand slam and ended with getting 10 runs in one inning. The jubilation that filled our hearts was almost too much to contain often expressing itself in flailing, raised arms; piercing shrieks; and erratic body movement. We won 11-6.

But perhaps the biggest highlight for me was being featured on the "Big Screen" during the game. This is how it came about...Before the game I, along with my friend Amber, were waiting outside the stadium to meet my friend who would join us. While waiting we noticed a camera. We discretely flocked to it and they asked us if we wanted to be on the big screen. Without hesitation we affirmed our acceptance to the task. They then told us to individually look into the camera, say our name, where we were from and what music we wanted to hear. We both immediately drew complete blanks on what to choose. They tried to help by suggesting Rihanna or Timberlake...I couldn't waste an opportunity like this on those artists. All I could think of was my recent encounter with Stevie Wonder and so that's what I chose and enthusiastically went before the camera. Amber did a separate take choosing good ol' Canadian , Bryan Adams. Then it all took place...halfway through the game our attention was directed to the big screen for the featured DJ...and then there I was proudly requesting my selection!! What a day!

Other highlights include:
~Eating a "footlong hotdog" that was actually a foot long and the indigestion that ensued
~Trying the "World Famous Garlic Fries" and the garlic breath that ensued coupled with the indigestion. They seriously just dump a pound of fresh crushed garlic on fries...it's like they are terrified of vampires entering the stadium or something
~Yelling at "Gomez", the Twins' centre fielder, trying to ask how old he was
~The wave...need I say more...it's the wave!!

The Grouse Grind

2008-07-31T15:36:00.000-07:00

Here is a video blog of a hike up Grouse Mountain taken on July 27th, 2008.

Symphony In the Park

2008-07-20T22:13:00.000-07:00

And so it is that every summer the esteemed Vancouver Symphony Orchestra puts on a free concert in Deer Lake Park in Burnaby. So last Sunday Dana and I set out for a night of culture and chaos. Using our aggressive "elbows up" technique we maneuvered our way to set up our blanket near the front of the stage about an hour before the concert. 'Twas a lovely evening and perhaps more entertaining than the concert itself was observing the peculiar behavior of my own species. I was particularly captivated with the couple in front of us who clearly knew what they were doing, equipped with pillows and quite an extravagant picnic which progressed through the entire evening. It seemed each musical movement brought on a new culinary delight topped off with milk from wine glasses...bravo!

To the Big City...

2008-07-20T21:33:00.000-07:00

But a few weeks ago the Sr. Youth and I set out to explore the mighty city that is Vancouver. A happy family we loaded into the van and headed for adventure. First stop...the skytrain...

Here we practiced an ancient Bakerview Youth art of "Skurfing" (or if your on the bus "Burfing") in which you have to stand with only your feet stabling you no matter what turbulence occurs, much like you are surfing. Alyssa and Julie seemed to have classed it up a little by adding ballet hands.

We then made the jont to Denman St, about a 10 block walk in which several thought they would die from exhaustion, to the Mongolian BBQ. Dingy looking on the outside...and maybe a little on the inside too...but the food tastes oh so fine! You can load up your bowl with as much as you want as many times as you want. It's pretty much an ideal situation.

Look what we found in the noodles! Move over Potatoe Chip Mother Mary!

The grill Ninja!

Mongolian Magic

Satisfied customers!

On the way home we stopped at Ikea's Midnight Madness for ice cream and pandemonium.

Stevie Wonder: I just blogged to say I love you...

2008-07-13T16:20:00.000-07:00

On July 12th my good pal, Sarah, and I saw the 8th greatest 'Wonder' of the world! I would say one of the top two black, blind male artists of all time (It's a close race between him and Ray Charles). Good ol' Stevie put on quite the show!! We were going to rush the stage but it probably would have taken us two days by alpaca to get to the stage from our seats. Despite the distance it was truly Stevie Wonder-ful.

Oh, and this picture isn't from the concert cause I'm a dope and even though I snuck a camera in I didn't take a single shot.

Picnic Sisters

2008-07-09T22:33:00.000-07:00

The Storey sisters take church picnics very seriously.

Hamster ball racing is also the kind of seriousness one might find at a church picnic!

The Butter Knife Stabbing

2008-06-27T12:22:00.000-07:00

It started out a pleasant summer evening in a quiet residential neighbourhood of Abbotsford. The Jr. Youth group had just set out on a "Progressive Dinner", the first stop...buns. But things were about to take a buttery, bloody turn for one youth director and her youth. While standing in line, awaiting her turn for fresh baked delights a disturbance arose from a group of grade 6 boys (which is pretty much a given...when is there not with grade 6 boys!) who began to fight for control of a butter knife. And in the blink of an eye, or perhaps a stab, it had happened. One boy grabbed the knife, thrusting his fist back over his shoulder and into aforementioned youth directors face, leaving an eye full of butter and cut. Onlooking youth began to shout, "Your bleeding!!" Controlling the situation with a bandaid or two the night returned back to its peaceful chaos.I went to the hospital under the advise of some medical professionals who said it would heal better if I got it stitched. Not wanting to look like ol' Al Capone I heeded their advice. Turns out it didn't need it after two hours in emergency. So I guess I'm stuck with "Scarface".

The Bakerview Church Annual Genral Meeting: White Girl Raps

2008-06-20T13:02:00.000-07:00

This past Wednesday evening was our church annual general business meeting, well known for it's hefty agenda of reports and formal business-like manner using words more typically heard in parliament and enforcing "Roberts Rule of Order." For this event each pastor is required to write an annual report for their area. So, therefore, I set forth and carried out this task. Then at the meeting those who have written reports get up and speak to their report and then a motion is made to accept the report after further questioning and commenting. So since this was my first AGM report (and could very well be my last!) I took the liberty of writing a rap to speak to my report. Now the demographics of this meeting would suggest that this would not be the prime audience for this format. I would say about 85% were over age 60 and this being a Mennonite church I chose to introduce it as a "light hearted song" as to offend fewer and do it in a slow and articulate manner so it would seem more like a poetry reading than a rap. This could be the "whitest white girl rap" ever! I was aided by my posy of Margie, Dustin, and Jason who "creatively moved" in the back while Margie lay down the beat! Enjoy!

MennoNight!!

2008-06-17T22:34:00.001-07:00

In celebration of our rich, yet frugal, cultural heritage I held a Menno-Night with our Jr. Youth group. We all hooked up the ol' horse and buggy, dawned our bonnets and suspenders, communicated in Low German, and of course, ate!

Here we are, a fine looking family!

Here's Jackson with a traditional farming tool, the pool noodle.

We played several games such as "Menno Simon Says" and awarded prizes for best dressed. Here is our best dressed girl, Rachel, winning her prize afhgan, a precious moment!
And what would a Mennonite be without food?! We had two wonderful volunteers, Barb and Marian, come make fresh roll kuken (basically deep fried dough) and watermelon, which really helps the grease of the roll kuken go down quite nicely. Here are our strapping young lads, Curtis (Left), Andrew (Center), and Davis representing our Russian roots!Roll Kuken in all it's greasy glory! Best enjoyed with Rogers Syrup .
Rebecca, our runaway Mennonite on crutches!
Our Sr. Youth will be having a Menno-Night of there own next week...I'm in the process of trying to make huge Dutch Blitz playing cards our of strawberry flat boxes for the event.

The Tsawwassen Twelve

2008-06-10T23:52:00.000-07:00

It was just another ordinary day (except for the fact the sun was out) when six grade 12 students and six youth leaders embarked upon an adventure in commemoration of our students academic success in completing high school. We set out from the Tsawwassen Ferry Terminal to head towards Pender Island where we would spend three high impact days of fun and merry making. Upon the ferry we made elaborate stories of our ferry sinking into the waters and us becoming, unknowingly to the world, left to fend for ourselves on a near by gulf island, which would only be the beginning of the drama that would ensue. Sound vaguely familiar? We called ourselves the "Tsawwassen Twelve" not to be confused with the "Oceanic 6" and this is our story...

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At the ferry terminal we all got out of the van and wandered. Whilst many of us were quite a ways down the lane I came to the realization that our lane was moving forward. We all started frantically running to the van while screaming "start the van!! start the van!!" to Robert, our driver who was standing near by. It was an intense race but we all made it in the nick of time as the door closed just as we had to go. We drove about two meters and then the line stopped for another 10 minutes.

Our proud little graduates

Julie and the Bikes: Julie proudly posed in front of a variety of two wheeled vehicles!

Even Moses showed up for the grad retreat!

We had a little photo shoot and Trish and I played "Portrait Studio" using our valuable skills learned from our time at the Sears Portrait Studio.

And by "little photo shoot" I mean the weekend was pretty much a grad photo shoot extravaganza! We happened upon these broken cabins and everyone got to be Pender Island's Next Top Model! (Check out the entire album for more and look for Trish's cross eyed shot...it is brilliant!)

The weekend marked some sightings of the ever elusive "Creepy Caitlyn" as seen in all the shots below!

The thrift store on Pender Island just happened to be having a $5 bag day where you could fill a bag with as much as you could fit for five bucks. Oh we filled a few bags. And then of course we had an evening fashion show! It was pretty fierce!

I tried to make an extra couple bucks to finance the snazzy finds from the thrift store

More photo shooting. Our little Caitlyn's all grown up!

The island had this incredible frisbee golf course that ran all through the forest and you basically had to become half mountain goat half amazing disc thrower to play. We got the mountain goat part down okay but it seemed Joel's body somehow took the brunt of many of our disc throws.

Here I am molding the young minds of our future!

They said I was running a "fat camp" because of all the active things we did (ocean canoing, hiking, ultimate frisbee, fribee golf, beach exploration, general walking about) and so we found this place on the map called "Starvation Point". So we thought it only fitting that we eat our lunch there!
So here are Brad and Julie eating at Starvation Point.

We went on a hike and it took three tries to find the right trail to get to this view point, but the third try was indeed the charm!

I'll leave you with this lovely shot of my sweet three inch burn acquired while sitting in a canoe for a couple hours.

And that is our story.
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As of Late...

2008-05-23T16:06:00.000-07:00

After a two month hiatus from posting upon this here blog I am back (with the help of some gentle pressuring) to keep you abreast of the "excitement" that is my life. It's been two and a half months since I began my job as Interim Youth Director at Bakerview Church and although it's been a big adjustment and transition and huge learning curve things are going well. I am responsible for grades 6-12 and running two weekly programs and Sunday school. Wednesday nights is our Jr Youth night from 6:30-8:30 (grades 6-8) and Thursday our Sr. Youth night from 7-10 (grades 9-12).

Here's our crew of Sr. Youth girls at our Neon Bowling Night..."striking" aren't we!