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I am Awesome and I know it: A Getaway for Girls.

Tonight I just found out about an awesome initiative for teenage girls that just happens to be located minutes away from my home town of Fort Frances, Ontario.   The I’m awesome and I know it retreat takes place at Sunny Cove Camp, a place I grew up at and know intimately.

sunny cove entrance

The Sunny Cove Entrance off the Highway

  Renée’s vision for the very first “I AM AWESOME! (And I Know It!)” Self Esteem Retreat for Young Women is a simple vision Renée wants every young woman to be confident, courageous, kind, strong, and compassionate.  She believes with her whole heart that every young woman has a gift to share with the world, and that they can achieve anything if they have the confidence to reach for their dreams.  Renée understands that teenagers today are facing many pressures; body image, peer pressure and bullying, school and academic stress, boys, family issues, and media manipulation.  She knows that the retreat will give each girl who attends the tools to make confident decisions, embrace their individuality, and the courage to follow their passions!

How Awesome is this! A place where our stressed out and bombarded female children can just relax and have fun in an awesome natural environment.   The location, Sunny Cove Camp, has been a Fort Frances staple for decades.  Comfortable sleeping cabins in a group setting, a main lodge that is as homey as it is practical and a sand beach where generations of  area children have learned to swim.

Sunny Cove at dusk

Sunset Country at its best, with the light dropping slowly over Rainy Lake.

To me this program is a home run, anything that empowers our female children to grow up strong and self-confident is right in my books.

For more information on this program please check out

http://www.i-am-awesome.ca/index.html

Also this review from the Fort Frances Times.

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Big City Boy, With a Small Town Heart.

I don’t know if it’s just the way I was raised or just the good feeling I have for those around me.  But it just feels right to give back or give forward everyday.

Today Winnipeg got hit with a shitload of snow, not a metric shitload or even an imperial shitload but a good dump none the less.  Around a half meter or so, with drifting and the like.  Not anything Winnipeg has never seen before but a good dump.

Dar and I live on a pretty quiet block, a river to the back of us and an industrial park that tends to explode from time to time. So we tend to know our neighbors.  If not by name but at least by sight.

I know that there are some down our block that are too old to shovel heavy snow, so before I did our lot out I went and did theirs.  Not for cash, or even for recognition.  Hell I don’t even know if half of them are even home. But I did it because it was a nice thing to do.

Over the Christmas holidays, I think it’s just nice to help when you can.  I deliver hampers, shovel snow and try to be a good person.

Don’t look to me and ask Bob how can I be like you.  Well you can’t be like me, but the point of the matter is to be the best you that you can be.  Even if you are lacking in funds to help the smallest gesture can mean the world to another.

Just think, if I were in that situation, how could someone help me.  And do that, or something close to it.

It Never hurts to help.

Happy Christmas and a very Merry New Year to one and all.

Bob

Skyfall premiere here we come!!

As many of you probably know from my exhaustive and often lengthy pieces on the true history of James Bond one William Stephenson of turn of the 20th century Winnipeg that I am both a Winnipeg booster and a James Bond 007 fanatic.  I have been to pretty much every opening night of the Bond saga that I could crawl to since I was a teenager growing up in Fort Frances, Ontario.

Well I am happy to say that the latest James Bond production Skyfall will be no different and even a bit better as Darlene and I will be attending the Winnipeg premiere courtesy of the Winnipeg Free Press.

Free Press movie reviewer Randall King recently published a Bond trivia challenge in the pages of the weekend edition of the Winnipeg Free Press and I am the happy winner of that competition.

Even though I am a geek of some long-standing, I must freely admit that I found the questions very challenging.  I first probed my mind for the easy questions, the song whistled by the janitor in On Her Majesty’s Secret Service (the theme from Goldfinger);  to the most obscure asking about James’ witty comeback lines and motivations for the femme fatale bond girls. YIKES!

In any event I must have scored well or been given extra points for showing my work, as I included not only the movie but also character names and actors names for all that I could uncover.  In all it probably took me longer than the movie to come up with the quiz answers but being able to count myself among the first in North America to see Skyfall is priceless.

PLUS as readers of my blog you all will get a great review on Thursday so you all can judge for yourselves if you want to plunk down some coin and see Daniel Craig as James Bond shoot up the silver screen in his 23rd film.

So stay tuned same Bond time, same Bond Channel people.

Here’s a taste to make sure you come back for more.

 

 

Amanda Todd Remembered: I was bullied in High School too.

I know that a great deal of ink has been written on Amanda Todd, and in my view all justified.  She was pressured and tormented in the worst kind of ways for a teenager. Let’s face it High School is tough enough without adult perverts trying to sneak a peek at some innocent child.

But as I said I am not trying to add to that mountain.
Instead I want to add my name to that list.

I know that most of my readers see me as a well put together middle-aged man who writes about Winnipeg.   Concerts, dining out, and just general everyday stuff.   But in this context I can relate to Amanda because I was bullied every day in high school too.

Thinking back it was actually in grade school because I had a cousin who, shared my last name who WAS the bully in the day.

Bare with me I am putting pieces together.

We all start small, there is always someone bigger than us, and that was me.  From the big and little hills in the back of Robert Moore School in Fort Frances. Where big kids would dominate  the little kids according to hill size.

To the stinking old Fort Frances High, where you could take shots in the stairwell for not being part of a clique. I was never part of a group.  My little group huddled in an alcove most mornings and between classes.  Outsiders one and all.

We all got beaten down in different ways, I took beatings in the stairs and lockers.  Girls got berated in the bathrooms. To a person we were made to feel smaller and worth less.  I remember Darren, Barb, Carrol, Todd, Calvin.

Then came the day that I got bigger than them.  I was drinking from a fountain one afternoon. One of those shits pushed my head in, and I found my strength.
I took that motherfucker by the scruff and bashed his scrawny head into a locker.  Not once, not twice but multiple times.  All the while he was crying for his big bully brother to come to his aid.

Sorry fucker you messed with the wrong dork.

I know the shame that Amanda felt, how low you can feel when someone drags you under their boot.  I wish Amanda would have had that anger that I felt. The ability to regain her power, but at that tender age you really don’t have much power to start with.

I know  your pain Amanda, I hope that you finally rest in peace.

God Willing

Bob

You’ve lost Winnipeg, Manitoba…Really it’s not that hard to find.

OK people hold on tight cause I am on a rant tonight.

Where is Winnipeg?? No one seems to know!

Normally I don’t get my hair in a knot about people not knowing about where Winnipeg is because we are pretty laid back and just out of the way.
Except for the fact that we are in the center of the fucking continent people.  LOOK please just take a small break and look at a map.  If your reading me here you have good goggle something or other.

Winnipeg it’s right here!!

OK, everyone settled? Are you sitting comfortably? Then we’ll begin.

Mayor Ford, Toronto is still part of Canada is it not? We all see the same Maple Leaf flag flying high over us?  So what gives when you think that Windsor, Ontario is part of Manitoba?

We all know you’re not the sharpest knife in the roll, but for fuck sakes.  Pull your head out of your Southern Ontario ass and look around. Did you even realize that Ontario exists outside of the GTA?  There is another side to the Ontario map you know it includes places like Kenora, North Bay, Thunder Bay, Souix Lookout, and my home town of Fort Frances.  Also not in the view of Windsor (Not Winnipeg, Manitoba).

Next victim please.

CBS News I am going to go a little easier on you.
You’re American and I know that you don’t know much out of the way of Krispy  Kreme and Big Macs.

Don’t get me wrong I like you guys, much like I love a retard cousin, Unlike the excited states we love to read books, and more than often write books. So how do  you always get us wrong?? Discussion is more than just lies and partisan bullshit, and may I elate that our Canadian economy is kicking your ass?

Canadians like you say love to give, often the shoes off our feet.  We are a giving kind people.  So would it be so hard for you to get your facts right??
Your not Canadian so we don’t expect perfection so at least get the province right.

I would also like to send a direct message to Tucker Carlson, why are Canadians so hard assed and tough. Because we have to be, we have the largest and laziest economy right next to us. We have to be hard, we have to be tough. We don’t give up. America has stood on its laurels for half a century and gutted its economy overseas.  You have no resources, you are reliant for half the world for your own energy.

I suggest in the most Canadian apologetic terms that you please put down your Whoppers and pick up your boot straps. It’s going to be North America (Canada and USA) vs. Asia in very short order. I suggest you get your house in order.

Not so much to ask is it?

Are you my mother?

I am going to deviate just a little bit this morning from my normal routine.  I had promised all of you the next installment in the William Stephenson story about how he became a key inspiration for Ian Flemming’s master spy James Bond.  To be honest though I really haven’t had the time this weekend to hit the books and do the research required to write a top notch history.

This weekend I spent with my darling daughter who lives a couple of hours out of Winnipeg.  It was her 14th birthday last weekend so I took the chance this weekend to spend a fun filled day with her bowling and generally having a good time.

In any regard that got me thinking about my own situation, as many of you may know I am an adopted son to my late father and globe-trotting mother.  It’s the only life that I have ever known so please don’t feel badly for me.  I really couldn’t have asked for better parents and the childhood that I had was a very happy one in most regards, but there has always been a hole in my heart that I have never been able to fill.  The one left by my birth mother when I left her arms and was taken into foster care.

Are You My Mother by P. D. Eastman

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For fabulously fresh fish n’ chips find Fergies at The Forks.

As you all know I love food, street food, fine food, pick up a fork and stab me food.  So it should be no surprise that I love good fish.  Growing up literally a 5 minute bike ride from Rainy Lake in North Western Ontario I could hold a fishing rod before I learned to tie my own shoes.

Mom and Dad both loved to fish so I grew up with an appreciation for the different flavours that came out of the lake.  It was a funny little rule that my father had when he took the family out for dinner.  We could eat anything on the menu besides freshwater fish.  He reasoned that we had access to a well stocked freezer full of the best fish in the world so why should he have to pay for it when eating out.

Fergies Fish n' Chips at The Forks Market

Having said that I no longer live 5 minutes from Rainy Lake so what’s a poor boy to do when he’s got a hankering for fish.  Well I head down to Fergies Fish n’ Chips at The Forks Market.  The current incarnation of seafood market and fish and chips stand has been open since 2004 and boasts having access to the over five million visitors The Forks Market attracts each year.

Although Manitoba is hardly next to any major seaport we are however a première shipping hub supplying North America with everything from fresh flowers and yes you guessed it fresh fish.  One thing Fergies prides itself on is the freshness and quality of its ingredients.  From the locally grown fresh cut Russet Burbank potato to the “caught yesterday” selection of Cod, Halibut and Lake Manitoba Walleye (Pickerel).

When eating fish freshness is king, and Fergies delivers that in classic style. Each piece is coated in a beer batter moments before it hits the hot oil, protecting the delicate filet and effectively poaching it to give a crispy delicious exterior and a moist flaky interior to the fish.

Simple and delicious fish and chips served in paper

The chips are treated with equal care, freshly cut and blanched in hot oil before being quickly dunked again for a properly cooked fry.  Crispy and hot on the outside and tender on the inside.

Put the two together and an English favourite hits Winnipeg.  A dash of salt and a splash or two of malt vinegar is all you need to complete this after pub classic.

So when you get a craving for an inexpensive but delicious fish treat you know where to go, Fergies Fish n’ Chips at The Forks Market.

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