I get it.
We, as Candians, are pissed off about another icon being sold off to America.
We, as consumers, fear the “wrecking ball” of American companies.
But if we get past the ridiculous photos of timbit burgers, if we dig deep into our emotions, it’s easy to see why we are so upset about the Tim Hortons/Burger King merger.
It’s not business, it’s personal.
Tim Horton’s isn’t just a Canadian company, it’s the ultimate Canadian brand. Across this nation – and yes, the international markets too – Tim Horton’s is the most recognizable, welcoming, one-size-fits-all business. The stores are the same everywhere, no matter what province, city, or rural town you visit. Your experience will be the same at the Timmies in North Battleford or Charlottetown or Victoria. Same food, same coffee, same waits in the drive-thru
We’ve found warmth in wrapping our hands around a fresh cup
That last one is close to my heart. My husband and I prolonged our first date into the wee hours at a Tim Hortons. We signed the papers for our first house while sitting in a Tim Hortons and celebrated with Timbits. As we moved across this country, we bought three more houses while sitting in Tim Hortons.
Tim Hortons is so ingrained into our lives, that we are upset when we feel the brand is threatened.
For every single one of us, there is a Tim Hortons story, a memory that pops into our heads when we least expect it.
And that’s really why we take this business so personally.
I normally just shrug my shoulders and carry on when I read about a celebrity death.
But when I heard about the death of Robin Williams, my heart started to hurt just a little bit. I never met the man, but I feel a connection none the less.
I grew up with Mork.
Mork and Mindy is the first sitcom I can remember. I was 8 years old when the show started – the age when pop culture really started to become a part of my life.
I completely understood Mork – the alien, sometimes isolated and grossly misunderstood visitor. The awkward conversations, the innocent naive questions, the wholehearted friendship with Mindy.
Robin Williams taught me that humour is a great coping mechanism.
Mork and Mindy was the first couple I watched evolve from awkward roommates to platonic friends to comfortable marriage. Their relationship was a much better example for me than the one my own parents were providing.
When Mork and Mindy finally got married, I was a pre-pubescent 11 year old whose own parents were close to finally closing the books on a bitter 8-year separation.
I was naturally drawn to a family whose dysfunction was funny, whose child was an adult with wonder-filled eyes, whose absurd domestic situation was so far removed from my own and yet, people thought it normal.
At the time, I had no idea the show was spiraling into the bottom third of the ratings. I simply looked forward to my weekly dose of laughter and camaraderie in what was mostly a lonely life.
Robin, thank you for providing light to so many, even when you were surrounded by your own darkness.
Guest post from Andrea, owner of SchoolWorx
Yikes…the last week of school, I would be lying if I said I didn’t feel a little bit anxious…but mostly because each day this week my kids are bringing home piles of papers, notebooks, writing samples, artwork…well basically everything and anything they created these past 10 months and piling it on my kitchen counter. Times 2 kids in full time school…that makes for one huge pile!
THIS IS WHY I STARTED SCHOOLWORX…
I get it! It’s not just another scribble, it’s part of our kids childhood memories. I always found it incredibly difficult to throw away my kids’ precious one-of-a-kind creations, from their first drawings of people to the hand made cards with their little hand prints painted and stamped as a flower.
The concept for SchoolWorx really began after my oldest child brought home a painting from preschool of a tree…but it was no ordinary tree, it had Rice Krispies glued one by one as the leaves. I thought to myself “How in the world could I save this one?” and so it started. I began photographing those pieces of art that would not stand the test of time in a box and made my children their own hard covered art books.
Once I began sharing these with friends and family it was not hard to see that I had clearly solved a problem for many of them – the desire to get rid of the bins taking up space and the relief they felt when they were finally going to preserve their children’s art that they so longed to do! Because believe me when I say…we ALL have bought scrapbooks from our favourite craft supply store…in the hopes that one day we will get the chance to fill them up! I have two that are still covered in plastic lying in my desk drawer:)
SchoolWorx uses professional series art scanners and photography to capture the perfect image, even those macaroni and feather projects look like they can be picked off the page. Chances are some of your little artists masterpieces are scratched or torn, we do our best to bring them back to their original beauty. We create high quality books and back our service with a 100% Satisfaction Guarantee.
~Andrea, mother of 3
If you are looking for something fun to challenge your kids this upcoming week, send them outside with a camera. The Kids Photography Academy is holding another contest this month to encourage kids to take photos of what matters to them, from their unique perspective. “Our June Photo Contest is here! You voted in the perfect theme for this month’s contest. “Bikes and Skateboards” are out everywhere at this time of year. And we want you to go and capture your unique perspective, somehow incorporating a bike or skateboard. Crop in tight, get a silhouette, capture the action, let us feel the environment. We are looking forward to seeing what your creativity come to life in your images. Just make sure you get your entries in by June 30th and of course share the fun with your friends.” If your child is already showing an interest in photography, you’ll want to check out KPA’s lessons. They are well-presented, easy to follow and your kids will learn core photography techniques while having fun at the same time.
Something completely surprised me this week. We had just moved into our fifth (and hopefully final until we retire) home. Boxes were strewn everywhere, the house was a disorganized mess, and the sheer volume of work was overwhelming. When you move a house, especially when there is still construction happening in the home, your stress level is at it’s peak.
Moving – much like assembling Ikea furniture – is a true test of the strength of a marriage.
My husband of 10 years knows enough to stay out of my way when I am trying to assemble the kitchen. He knows me well enough to stand on the sidelines while I make decisions about furniture placement. He smiles sweetly when I change my mind and place furniture the way he suggested in the first place. At some point during every one of our moves, I had a mental and physical breakdown: I could actually feel myself losing control, wanting to throw everything out and start new. My shoulders connected with my ears, my mind was furiously working out what happens next (the curse of a video editor), and I was easily frustrated.
But this time was completely different.
It was more than just the feeling that this was the house our boys would live in until they left. I found myself calm, laughing off the inconveniences of moving boxes, construction workers and unfinished closets. I stunned myself when the dinner hour arrived and I was still going strong. After 2 days of constant work, I was not feeling overwhelmed, or anxious or ready to cry. In fact, after almost 12 hours of unpacking on our third day in the house, I didn’t even think twice when my husband suggested we start washing the tiled walls of our just completed ensuite bathroom. For the first time in a decade, I climbed up a ladder and started washing the walls.
While I was contorting my body into odd angles to reach the corners of the ceiling, it dawned on me that I WAS ON A LADDER and I wasn’t afraid of falling off. I felt centred and confident and I knew exactly why.
While the scale may not be moving, the benefits of building strength are manifesting themselves in other, less obvious ways.
After 10 weeks of working with personal trainer Kim Winsor of Kickstart Fitness, I was re-gaining my strength. After losing 10 inches of body fat, I was feeling my centre of gravity shift. After the last 3 weeks of intense, sweaty workouts, a 15-hour day was a breeze. I am stronger, I have more stamina, and I am not so easily stressed.
Working on changing my outside has inadvertently changed my insides – and that is what keeps me going through the rest of this move.