Category Archives: just for fun

Repurpose: Shopping bag turned Kindle sleeve

My in-laws bought me a Kindle for Christmas, and I’ve been frantically filling it with literature ever since. There are tons of books on there now that aren’t being read, instead of being at their home at Amazon and not being read. I’m working on it.

I immediately began scouring the internet for a protector/holder/case for it because I didn’t feel cool about throwing it in my purse with my keys and pens and that geometry set compass from sixth grade. A case for the Kindle (or any e-book reader) will run you $30-$60, depending on if you want it to cook you dinner or not. I looked on etsy, hoping there was something cheaper, and there was not, but there were indeed more creative options. Then I thought that, while I figured this out, I would want something to protect the device in the meantime.

So I, naturally, looked around the house for something I could take and turn into a Kindle cover. For free. And I found an Urban Outfitters bag in the back of our car that would work perfectly.


If you want more protection, I suggest using a bag with a bit more structure, but this works really well for now!

First I had to decide if  I wanted some of the text on the bag to be part of the sleeve or if I wanted the sleeve to have handles.

I chose the handles, traced around the Kindle,  leaving a centimetre of space between the Kindle and the trace mark, and sewed along the line with my dinosaur of a sewing machine, making sure to do it all inside-out.

I left a bit too much room, I discovered when I put the Kindle in and it went for a swim, so I sewed it again a bit smaller, and then cut beyond the sew line.


I turned it inside out and voila, my free Kindle cover! The bag was black on one side and white on the other, which explains the final picture.

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My Top 11 of 2011

One thing I absolutely cannot get enough of is “year in review” lists at the end of each year. If there was a year in review marathon on TV, I would spend my entire Christmas break watching it. When 1999 was becoming 2000, I nearly lost my mind with CENTURY in review specials. That’s ONE HUNDRED TIMES better than a year in review! Anyway, I’m cheating a bit because 2011 was a huge year for me, but below is my top 11 of 2011. In a very particular order.

11. Planning a 2-day retreat to allow staff at our organization “room to breathe.” Creating space for 150 people to connect with each other and rejuvenate is a great feeling.

10. June 21. Finally watching the office building come down to make room for this.

9. May 31. Taking a sledgehammer to our old office walls before the building was demolished. And filming it.

8. November 23. Seeing my fundraising apparel line go from an initial idea to fully complete, and then seeing other people wearing it.

Yet We Live by The Mustard Seed

7. August 30. Being picked up from work by Graham, after he packed up and moved home from Ontario. The end of our long distance relationship!

6. August 20. Paying for $5 of an elderly lady’s $8.80 grocery bill because she was unable to cover the cost herself. She was buying milk and toilet paper. Read the story here.

5. The moment when Graham handed in his thesis and was done his defense, and now officially holds a Master of Arts degree.

4. January 24. Flying to Hamilton, ON (4 hours away) and surprising Graham at his door at midnight in the middle of a snowstorm. He thought he was dreaming and just kept saying ‘no’ and shaking his head.

3. October 3-10. Spending a week in Mexico with my new husband – relaxing, laughing and getting tanned. And playing ping pong.

2. February 23. Having Graham get down on one knee, in front of the Bow river, in -20C and ask me to be his wife. A moment I’ll never forget.

1. October 1. Marrying the love of my life  in front of (almost) all of our friends and family.

Leave a comment with your #1 moment from 2011!

[Video] On the Rides: #Stampede 2010

Yes, that’s right. We took our cameras on the rides again at Calgary Stampede 2010. Of course, we left it in our bags for the Fireball, the ride with the most g-force. Also not pictured in the video is the carousel and the Crazy Mouse (here’s 2009′s video). 

http://www.youtube.com/v/GNeB7InLR2o&hl=en_US&fs=1

The song at the end (In the Hall of the Mountain King by Edvard Grieg) was actually playing in the green ride where we’re dancing, so I tried to find it online, thinking it was a dance-techno version of Inspector Gadget. Then my boyfriend said “that sounds Russian” and then found the song online in about 3 minutes. It pays to be dating a music aficionado!

The Airport

I was 17 the first time I set foot on a plane. I was visiting my family in California for 3 months, and was ecstatic to be leaving. Albeit, I was somewhat less ecstatic to be leaving people behind here for 3 months.

My airport experience was, let’s just call it, horrendously violating. No, no rubber gloves or anything like that, but I was certainly (oh, was I ever) taken to a holding room with a desk and a window, only to be questioned after I had already been questioned extensively by the customs officer at the desk. No, ma’am, I don’t know my blood type. I’m sorry. No, sir, I still don’t know my blood type. I’m sorry. (Ok, they didn’t actually ask me that, but they might as well have). The problem? I was 17 and travelling to the USA without an adult. It was also September 26, 2001.

This began a long, annoying stretch of being questioned, analyzed, detained, scolded and felt up whenever traveling by air. Each time I fly somewhere, I am selected as a “random search” and, as of late, asked if I would like the body scanner or the manual pat down. Not a fan of the body scan images that are produced, I always opt for the manual pat down, answer the questions before they even ask them, and am on my way. Whether I’m travelling alone, with a group of 40 women who all have pink feather boas, or with someone who looks just like me, I’m always selected. At first it drove me insane; I didn’t understand why they would constantly choose me when my MOTHER is the one traveling with an entire backpack of liquids. Now it’s just routine.

I do really love picking people up at the airport though, mainly for the reason that it’s great for people to get off a plane and be greeted by someone, instead of dragging their stuff outside and falling into a taxi. I also love to stand and watch everyone else greet their loved ones when they emerge from behind the sliding doors. You never know who the person there is waiting for, or how long their loved one’s been gone. I like to guess who they’re waiting for, fade into the background and observe people greeting each other. I wonder if people look at me and think the same thing?

We’ll see you later! I’m off to the airport!

April Fool’s! Oh, we’re fired?

I don’t like being pranked. I am always on guard on the first of April to make sure nobody is trying to fool me. I make it my mantra for that day to not believe anything anyone says for 24 hours.

But when you work in an office environment with a bunch of pranksters, things can be known to crop up. The worst is when someone throws out a crazy idea and someone else thinks the idea is good, and then everyone slowly starts to think it’s good, as the idea gets more and more preposterous.

March 30th, 2009 – We met with our Edmontonian counterparts at a hotel halfway between us for a day of long meetings. Our waitress for lunch, let’s call her Geena, was, how do we say… somewhat of a handsome woman. So, two days later we are sitting around thinking of an April Fool’s joke for our female boss. We recruit one of the new female staff to CALL OUR BOSS, pretending to be Geena, and arm this poor new staff with all the details about what Boss was wearing, what she ordered, things she said etc, and “Geena” was going to call her, put on the husky voice that we remember from the restaurant, and blatantly hit on her, asking if she was interested in going on a date. I should say our boss is straight, around Geena’s age, and attractive. Somehow we were going to get “Geena’s” phone call on video (surprised?) and Boss’ reaction on camera as well (I don’t remember the full plan – I’m sure we had it all worked out).

Then, T minus one hour, a guy in my department comes busting into the room saying “ABORT! ABORT!” in hushed tones. It turns out some serious crap was going down in the upper levels of the organization and it would have blown up SERIOUSLY in our faces.

We were all called in for a serious meeting later to discuss some REALLY serious, saddening, worrying stuff and we’re all looking at each other with the same “Thank God we didn’t do that” fear in our eyes.

YYC Twestival

You don’t know how much of my energy went into not naming this post “#yyctwestival.” So, the second Twitter event I’ve attended turned out really well!

Held at Firewater Pub and Eatery in the Eau Claire section of downtown (seriously, does anyone want to buy me a condo here?), the turnout was quite healthy for the size of the establishment. I wish Tweetups would be held on Saturday nights, as then everyone doesn’t have to rush away and get back to work in the morning, but it was still a great time.

The lame emcee who didn’t know what she was talking about was alright. Oh wait, that was me. I was happy to helpout in any way I could to spread the news of Concern Worldwide, the charity that Twestival (a global event held in cities all over the world) is raising money for this year. Last year it raised $250,000 for Charity Water, to allow them to provide fresh drinking water to 17,000 people in the form of 55 clean wells.

The trivia game had a LOT of participants, which made me wish I had come up with more questions, but it left more time for mingling. I met new Twitter people I hadn’t met before, who admitted to stalking me (ahem @rjmcleod), and got a chance to connect with people I’d either seen at the Social Media Breakfasts (#smbyyc) or at #YYC4HAITI. I love Twitter people; they’re always up for anything.

And I promise this blog will not consist solely of my Twitter event experiences.