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In Support of Toyota

I will state for the record before I even begin.  I have NEVER owned a Toyota.  I do not work for Toyota nor do I have any association wtih them and the following is my opinion and my opinion alone.

For eight years I drove a Geo Metro Convertible LSI in white.  This is not my car, I have only film copies of me and my sweet ride and they are in Apples room and she is asleep.  This photo is courtesy of Wikipedia .

As much as I loved my sweet convertible and the fact that it only cost me $15 in gas for two weeks worth of driving, it wasn’t without it’s faults.  For a three cylinder I quite often found myself driving on only two.  The locks would freeze up for most of the winter, causing me to have to crawl in through my trunk to unlock the doors. But, in the summer when the roof was down and I was tanned and loving my ride all the winter faults were long forgotten.

With all the recent talk about Toyota and their stuck gas pedals, I feel that I should come out and share my experience with stuck gas pedals.  It used to happen to me with my Geo, all the time.  Yes, ALL THE TIME.  Mostly in the wintertime when the throttle would get frozen. But, there is a safe way to get yourself out of this situation.  Turn your car off.  It didn’t matter if I was still in the driveway or on the highway when my gas pedal would get stuck and the engine would redline, I would turn the car off, coast to safety and put on my hazards.   I am not saying this is fool proof, but when your car is speeding out of control, instead of going into panic mode and trying to beat red lights, just cut the gas to the engine and coast yourself to safety as best you can.

Too many drivers these days don’t know how to get themselves out of situations.  I am not sure if it is because they grew up driving new cars or what but, my Dad always had beaters and us kids learned how to drive in them.  Over the course of the last 23 years of driving I have had my share of strange situations.  Stuck gas pedals are just a small part of it.  I have had to change my alternator on the side of the highway, too many flat tires to count, open the hood to spark the starter, timing belt blow out on the 416, power steering cut out on me, clutch cable snapping (Downtown in Winnipeg and yes, my Dad can drive without a clutch) and many more that I am sure I am forgetting.  Back in High School my Sister and I were known for the beaters we would show up with, but it never stopped anyone from asking for or taking a ride. Just remember not to panic and you can usually get yourself out of a situation.

So be gentle on Toyota if you own or were thinking of owning one of their cars.  And remember that the company that makes those apparently faulty gas pedals??  They don’t just make them for Toyota.

Categories: Cars, Driving
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 This photo has nothing to do with working out, but since I love Apple and I love putting photos in it stays and it matches my mood.

I missed posting last week due to the EMOttawa Launch, which was so great.  But, a week later and I feel like I am crashing.  I have been on a good exercise kick lately.  I have been walking 3k 4 out of 7 mornings, swimming on Fridays with Apple (yes it is still exercise to keep your child above water and drag her all around the pool)  and I have been running 5k twice a week.  I am doing pretty good.

I have also been back on track with my good eating habits, cutting back on excess carbs, adding in extra protein, vegetables and fruit.

So why the crash?  Well, everything that is up sometimes comes down.  And today that is me.  I have been riding a good high for a couple of weeks, good food, good exercise, good business, meeting new people but, today that came crashing down.  I felt a little blind sided but, these things happen and when they do we just have to pick ourselves up again and keep on going.  So for today I am managing a crash, a little extra carbs and no running for me tonight.  And tomorrow when the sun comes up, it will be a new day with new direction and hopefully I will be on the upside of the crash. If nothing else I hope to lace on my running shoes and run through some of this crash that I am experiencing.

We all have them, but the key is to get up from the crash and keep on going.

Categories: Workout Wednesday
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Memory Lane Again

 So here I go a walking down memory lane again.  Now, to you guys this is a new thing, but to me it happens almost every day.

When I drive down a certain stretch of Merivale Road, every single time, I am reminded of when we lived at 81 Pineglen Crescent.  And most of my memories of Pineglen are of Thanksgiving and Winter.  We lived there from 1973-1978 (minus the year in England).  I don’t remember sitting at the dining room table and eating Thanksgiving dinner, but I remember the leaves in the Fall and dressing up warm and the feeling of Thanksgiving.  And Winter, oh you all know me as BeachMama, but back then I was a Winter Baby, my Sister and I would spend hours and hours and hours playing outside in the snow, with our best friends across the street.  They had a hill behind their house that we would toboggan down all day long, only stopping for lunch and bedtime.

I have no idea who took this photo of my Dad, but here he is in front of Pineglen.

The house looks exactly the same now as it did then, same colour and everything.  Only the pine tree by the front door is now so big that you can’t actually see the front door.  And they made the back porch that we had bigger with a huge deck.  This house sits on an acre of land, pretty good for the size of properties now a days.  The man we rented from still owns it, or at least his son does and still lives there.  Every now and then, I take a drive down Pineglen and wonder what it looks like inside and if it is as big as I remember or just a teeny space.

Here is a fun little series.  The first photo is of me and my best friend Keith.  We spent every day together playing and having fun.  The last time I saw him was back in the 1980’s we were both in high school and so not into being friends anymore. But, as far as best friends go, he was awesome.  Maybe that is why I have always gotten along with guys, my first best friend was one.  In the second and third photo Keith and I were wrestling with my Unlce Merf, my Mom’s brother and his daughter is in there helping.  And in the last photo my Grandma and Step-Grandfather were watching on in all their Scottish glory.

Here is another shot in the backyard, with my Sister and I in matching outfits, that I totally remember wearing.  I even got hers when she grew out of it, two for the price of one my Mom would say. My Grandma was in all her glory with the girls.  Not sure where my cousin Jeff was, perhaps he was just born at this time or almost born.

This last photo is a little more special because my Grandmother in this photo was only with us for a short time (for us kids as she was actually 76 when she passed away).  She passed away in 1976 and this photo is probably 1974/75.  My Sister and I are here with our other Cousins who were visiting with Grandma from Montréal.  This is the only photo I have of Grandma.  And the few extra there are stay with Mom and Dad.  Yet another reason I became a photographer at such a young age.

Looking at my Sister and I, I can totally see Apple in me and my two nieces in my Sister, funny how it works that way.

Thanks for walking with me down that lane… I may move into the ’80s soon, but it is a little more scary as I had a camera!

Categories: About Me, Memory Lane
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