Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Seniors and Green Bins

The city of Hamilton began its Green Bin project back in 2003 and by 2006 the Green Bins were distributed city wide. The roll out, as I remember it, was exciting. It was as though we were making history. One day I’ll be able to tell my children and grandchildren that I remember when the green bins were first introduced. I wish I could say my grandfather was just as excited as I was, but that was not the case. He groaned at the idea of having to sort through his garbage more than what he was already used to. The boxes came with a brochure and magnet describing all that was to be included in these new containers. The brochure and magnet had a cartoon stick figure, and small print. It was clear that this roll-out was to be targeted to the younger generation. I get that; I can see why they would want to establish habits with children. It was a smart move. As someone who lives in a house with elderly, and on a street that is predominately elderly, this tactic was not effective. My grandfather was not about to stand in front of the fridge with what ever piece of waste he had, and read a long list of products off a magnet to see where he should put his garbage. The idea of having indoor compost also revolted him. “We’ll have maggots and mice” he grumbled.
            Six years since the city rolled out this project, many seniors are still having issues. Today, I was woken by my elderly neighbours, bickering about what goes into the green box and what doesn’t. Not many households on my elderly populated street utilize the green bins given to them, and an even smaller amount use them to their full extent. My grandfather is a bit more open to the idea, but not by much. We use it for yard waste, but that’s it. Banana peels, paper towels, meat bones are all still being quickly thrown into the garbage without a second thought. The one-bag rule that the city has imposed upon us has made our family a bit more cautious of what we throw out, but again not by much. So what can be done? How do we teach our older friends new habits? I have made a list of what I think my grandfather, and street of seniors could use:

1)      A new list of items, but in categories. For example: instead of saying loose leaf tea and tea bags… just say coffee/tea waste.
2)      Larger print brochures
3)      Items specific to their lifestyle such as diabetic strips and bladder control diapers
4)      A media campaign featuring seniors using the box.
5)      Reasons why it is important for them to make this change.

I think that if we were to speak to the seniors with respect and show them how this program is not just for young families, they would be more apt to use it. Also the more informed they are, the more they will be able to take full advantage of the program. I know that with the right knowledge and idea of the benefits, my grandfather would use his green bin for more than just lawn clippings.

I can see a future where instead of a big garbage can in the house, we will have a big green bin, and a little garbage can as opposed to what we have now, the opposite. Yes, one day I believe that what we chose to recycle will out weigh what we toss in the trash. But all the family members need to be on board, including grandma and grandpa, not just the kids.

Thursday, May 31, 2012

Loveit; A Review

Everyday there are thousands of new sites that are created to compete for your attention. Today I had the misfortune of testing one out. As a member of Klout, and with a Klout Score of > 30 I was eligible for a "perk", today's being an exclusive invite to a new social media site called Loveit


What is Loveit? 


LoveIt is all about social discovery. It's a place for you to search, discover, build and share what you love via public or private collections. Have fun, get creative, be social, Love & relove! via http://klout.com/#/perk/LoveIt/LoveIt


It sounded exactly like Pinterest, but I figured I would give it a shot. 


Here is my review...


First off, you HAVE TO sign in with Facebook. This was a problem since I no longer have a Facebook account. Luckily I have access to a relative's account, and was able to use that to kick off the registration process. I was immediately signed on with ALL my information and photo, (well actually it was my relative's information, but you get what I mean). Even though I was frustrated that all my information was automatically posted, I soldiered on with a promise from the site that I could disconnect my Facebook account at anytime. 


The next step in registration was to get me started with following boards that might interest me. In another abrasive move, Loveit automatically signed me up to follow all of their sponsors' boards. I felt like someone had stolen my wallet, and now was shoving flyers in my face in hopes of me being distracted from the overwhelming sense of violation I was feeling. I unfollowed all of the garbage, and set out to disconnect my Facebook account, as I was promised I could do. 

What a nightmare! There was no easy button to press. There wasn't even a FAQ section on the topic. I started reading all of the site's setting and privacy conditions. What I learned was, the site had it's own privacy settings, but their only purpose was to be a Red Herring. While you are busy trusting those settings, Loveit uses Facebook's privacy settings to allow them virtually full access to your information and your soul. After reading that not only would Loveit be using my information from it's site to pass on to third-party advertisers, but that all my information posted on Facebook would also be used by Loveit as well, I was ready to leave the site totally.

My headache grew bigger... I continued to spend another 30 minutes reading through Loveit's terms & conditions for some inkling of how to deactivate my account. Finally after searching every page of information that website had to offer, I decided to try a different angle. I logged in to my relative's Facebook and started working through its maze of privacy and account settings. I deleted the app from the linked Facebook. Hoping that would do the trick, the promise I had held onto during registration now haunted me. If I am able to disconnect my Facebook account at any point, does that mean my Loveit account still exists? An hour ago that was my hope, now it is my fear.
They have my information, they can't get any new info, but they still have what they have. It is sites like these that make me hate the internet.

Personal conclusion
I didn't "Loveit", I hated it.

Is the site for you?
If you feel as though you missed the Pinterest wagon, and want to be able to join in on all the fun, you might like this site. If you don't want to deal with the hassle of setting up an account and maintaining it, this site is for you.

Reality
It's a poor-woman's Pinterest.

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Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Love Bugs

Hey folks!

So I've been really busy with life recently. I have graduated and now have my second college diploma. This time it is in Network Specialist Administration. Also I have found a new website that has taken a lot of my attention, it's www.colourlovers.com. On this site you can create templates, patterns, palettes and colours. It's loads of fun and has allowed me to fulfill one of my dreams, to work at Crayola. Okay, well it hasn't exactly allowed me to "work at Crayola", but it sure does feel like it! I get to find colours, name them and add them to my collection. The really neat thing about this site is that not only can you create and color templates for the website, you can also get your work printed on fabric, or canvas. This means that you can make a really cool design and then make it into a dress, or a bedspread. There are also a few companies that will allow you to customize some of their products with your own designs, like socks! Who doesn't love socks?! Anyhow, currently I am in a contest to have my design be published as a iPhone cover. Wanna help? Just follow the link and "love" my design. It is pretty lovable right? I think so! Check it out:


Thanks all for the love and support, I'll let you know if I win!

Friday, April 6, 2012

Bullied

I remember everyday crying to myself, hating myself, and just wanting it all to be over. I truly believe I was committing self-inflicted pain just by getting out of bed and getting dressed each morning. 8 hours a day, 40 hours a week, 12 full agonizing years. School was my hell. Where could I turn? The teachers? Ha! They were instigators. One of my "nicknames" was given to me by my french teacher. He made use of my lack of understanding of the language, and made one single joke. My legs have extra bones in them that make running difficult. The teacher commented that I ran like a duck. The nickname Ducky ended up in my grade 8 year book, placed there by a student bully. Another teacher told me my epidermis was showing. That was my first day at PCPS. The whole class laughed, I cried. I was only 9 years old. I had left all of my previous bullies back at Laggan to come to this? New kids, new teachers, new bullies. One boy in particular would threaten to punch me in the face if he saw me at recess. We had recess 3 times a day. There are only so many places to hide. My grade 6 teacher would write notes home to my mother suggesting I get a hearing aid because clearly I wasn't listening properly. This note was not meant to help. I had no trouble listening, I had trouble being bullied by my teachers.

In high school it didn't get better. One day in English class the entire class started chanting "Dumbo", another nickname given to me due to my ears sticking our. They wouldn't stop and the teacher just wanted to treat us like adults so he wouldn't yell at them to make them stop. I ran out of class crying straight to Vice Principal's office, where he explained to me that he was unable to expel the whole school and faculty, so I might as well just leave and go to another school. I lived in a small town with only one high school, where else did he want me to go?!
The worst part? I would try to deflect the bullying off of me and onto another girl. It turns out this girl was getting sexually abused by her father daily. School was her only refuge and I made it hell for her. I am a victim, but I am also a bully. A fact that I can never shake.

Every person who has been bullied knows it has to stop. Some stop it with a gunshot, others with a suicide note. But it is not up to the victims to stop it. It's up to the rest of us. Go see this movie and share your story with someone. Maybe it will encourage them to know that they are not alone and that it doesn't have to end with a gunshot or suicide note.

It can end.

It will end.

Saturday, March 31, 2012

You're Doing "It" Wrong


         I'm all for promoting safe sex among sexual beings. Really I am. However, when I read this post on
"What Condoms Can Teach Causes About QR Code Marketing" from Huffington Post, I just assumed the writer had taken an Onion posting seriously. I visited the Planned Parenting official site, only to find out this was no joke, someone thought this was a good idea and acted on it. So now people everywhere, (although judging by the colors used on it's website it is directed towards teens), can "log in" when having sex. I feel like I should say no pun intended, but I am still having trouble believing this entire thing isn't a joke.


       Facebook, Twitter, Foursquare and GetGlue are all really popular with the 13 - 20 age demographic. With technology being such a large part of teens lives it is no big surprise to find parents trying out these sites as a way to keep track of their children. Now they can attain a level of technological-parental supervision like never before. I can see it now, your 16 year old daughter is going to the library to study with her chemistry partner. She updates her Foursquare location in hopes of getting "Bookworm Bender" badge. Foursquare is set to update Twitter which is set to update Facebook. Her hip lab partner whips out one of these suckers and scans it with his iPhone. Uses the option to share his scanned location on Twitter and Facebook, tagging your precious little daughter in the post. Now you, all of her friends and even grandma Betty knows your child is getting laid. Way to go planned parenting, you just made having sex and posting about it even more appealing to youth. While at the same time, you have made it possible to confirm parent's worries about there children. Something inside me tells me the front door father to date talk just got a lot more technical.
      I also wonder if this will help in future child support battles? "Sir, you can't deny having ever had sex with this person, we have your condom posting." 

I think Planned Parenting should look for a different way to reach teens, because in my humble opinion, they are doing it wrong. 


Chime in and let me know what your thoughts are on the idea? Would you post "Where you wore it"?


You can check in at www.Wheredidyouwearit.com 

Friday, March 30, 2012

What is a "p!nch"?

ADD
Me pretending to be a turkey...I think I succeeded!
a pinch of happiness
a pinch of sadness
a pinch of sarcasm
a pinch of sincerity
a pinch of childhood wonder
a pinch of doubt
a pinch of bravery
a pinch of quirkiness
a pinch of lame
a pinch of creativeness
a pinch of love
a pinch of spitfire
a pinch of loyalty
a pinch of shadiness
a pinch of quietness
a pinch of loudness

PACK it all into a petite being and you get me!

I am, what I like to call, a p!nch.

Definition: p!nch - a small amount that packs a huge punch.

I think that sums up well what I am, and what you can expect from this blog. A pinch of everything, with the possibility of a huge impact.