Thirty, Flirty and Thriving

Well not quite flirty but I just turned thirty and it's going to be a great year because I have a list of 30 awesome things to accomplish. Throughout the year I will be updating this blog as I accomplish each item on my list.

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

7. Put Together a Shadow Box to Display My Grandpa's War Medal

The shadow box I put together
Soon after I started researching my family history, I was visiting my Uncle George in Keremeos, BC and asked him if he had any information that could help me further my research. He is 20 years older than my Dad so he was a great person to get some info from and stories. He was also really happy to see someone take interest in the family history.

A couple of years later during another visit we were talking some more about family history and he told me that he had something for me. I was surprised and excited to find out that it was my Grandpa’s medal he received for his service with the Canadian army during WW II. I have kept it in a Ziploc bag for all these years and have wanted to do something special to preserve it.

Putting together a shadow box for my Grandpa’s medal got put on my list so I could make sure it got done this year. It became my Remembrance Day project that I worked on during the week of Remembrance Day which added more significance to the project for me.
My Grandpa passed away when I was 6 years old so I don’t have many memories with him (I mostly remember him sitting in his armchair while I chased his big cat around the house with my twin sister and brother)  so it’s nice to have a day to remember him and others who served our country each year.  At a young age my Dad taught me the importance of attending Remembrance Day Ceremonies and to remember those who fought to preserve our freedom. I have always made an effort to attend the ceremonies whenever I am able to. This year I attended the ceremony at the University of Alberta’s Butterdome before I went to church. It was a great ceremony and I liked how one of the speakers encouraged people to share the stories of those who have fought in the wars.


My Great Grandparents to the Far right
I will share a little bit of my Grandpa’s story. Harry George Arthur Johnson was born April 16, 1906 in Fulham, England to Harry Johnson and Florence Bennett. He was 8 years old when World War I began. His father joined the 1st Battalion of The Queen’s Own Royal West Kent Regiment to serve Great Britain in that war.

Less than 3 years later my Great Grandfather returned home to England as he was too ill to continue his service. He died on April 7, 1917; one day after my Grandpa’s 11th birthday. Two days after his father’s death, My Grandpa’s uncle Richard was killed in Flanders and seven months later his uncle George was also killed in Flanders. Three Years after his Father’s death my Grandpa’s mother passed away, leaving the children orphaned.
My Grandpa set out on a new adventure to Canada when he was 17 years old, landing in Halifax and living in several places including Medicine Hat, Alberta; Dawson’s Creek, BC and Vancouver, BC. During World War II my Grandpa served with the 10th Field Squadron Royal Canadian Engineers. As far as I know he remained in Canada throughout his army service. My dad travelled to England with his dad one time who took him to the Fulham Cemetery where Grandpa’s father is buried among others who lost their lives in the First World War and many years later I travelled to England with my Dad and visited the same cemetery. This time to honour the memory of two men who fought for peace and freedom.  

Saturday, November 3, 2012

6. Ask someone on a date

When I was putting together my list of 30 things I asked some friends, family members and co-workers for suggestions. Almost everyone said “get married” but I wanted the things on my list to be things I had control over so that “goal” is not on this list. A few people then suggested I include “Ask someone on a date”, I decided that would be a good goal to have as it is something that allows me to step out of my comfort zone a bit.

I am pretty traditional when it comes to going on dates. I like it when a guy asks me on a date and I like it when he comes to pick me up and walks me to the door when he drops me off. I also like it when he plans the first date and pays for it (if there is a cost). I think most girls want a guy who they feel will be able to take care of them and when he is willing to take the initiative to ask you out, plan a date and pay for it he is showing that he is willing to take care of you. However, I do prefer dates that don’t cost a lot, especially if it is a first date.
The only times I have asked someone on a date is during the Preference Dance that the Young Single Adult program of my church has once a year. The Preference Dance is a dance where girls are to ask a guy on a date and bring him to the dance with them. Because it is expected that girls ask a guy on a date for that evening it does make it easier to ask someone. I decided that preference this year would be the best opportunity I have to accomplish this goal on my list, so I did. :)

I have gone to preference several times. The first one I went on was a double date with my twin and most after then were group dates with friends. My current roommates weren’t able to go this year so I was on my own but I was ok with that.
I really tried to put myself in the “asking/planning” mode of going on a date and I do feel that I have a greater appreciation for this “role”.  This was also my first time going on a preference date where I had a car so I decided that I should probably pick him up and drive to our destinations. I wanted something a little more low-key and planned to have some dessert at Block 1912 on Whyte Ave and then head over to the dance. I think the date went well; he was a fun guy to go with.

He asked me if it was ok if he paid for the dessert so I let him. He later told me that he is also pretty traditional when it comes to going on a date which is why he wanted to pay. It was also funny to hear about his interpretation of being on the “other side” and waiting to be picked up.
I do think it is a good experience to be on the other side every now and then but for now I am going to sit back and wait for guys to ask me out.