Small Town MacTier

After moving here 11 years ago I wasn’t too sure about what I had signed up for, my husband Jim Miller was born & raised in this small town and at the age of 17 left to find work with the thought of always being able to come home to his roots and small town living in MacTier. He knew exactly what it was all about. Me, I was a transplant trying to make a life in a small northern town…. where everyone knows my business before I do and around town I’m still known as “Jim Miller’s wife”.
To be totally honest with you when I first moved here and told people I lived in a small town called MacTier, I would get remarks like “Shacktier” or “oh really” and other comments, not worth spending time on. It’s like I choose to move to the worst area and that the people here were all low life and that it wasn’t a good place to be.
I have always had an open mind and never like to pass judgement. After being here 11 years, the people that made those comments don’t even have a clue!
One thing I will say is that small town MacTier does have a charm of its own.
To me, what makes MacTier such a great place? The answer is simple. The people. Clearly, it’s the people that matter and you won’t find better people than those you find in MacTier and its surrounding area. It’s not just me saying so. Look around and you will see it also.
People willing to keep pushing, leaders willing to move things forward, and a community ready to come on board. You don’t need everyone but you do need a core group willing to try and in MacTier we have just that.
MacTier has community organizations that reach out to help those who need it most. Neighbors help neighbors rebuild after tragedy. We celebrate victories together and pull close in defeat. It is a tight knit group.
This couldn’t have been any clearer to me than last night as I attended a Fundraiser for a local family who suffered a tragedy. It’s the people!
I am proud to tell people I live in MacTier. I tell them, we don’t have stop
lights, kids can s13529202_10157290022745713_6330427742939861048_ntill ride their bikes around the town, we do campfires in the backyard, we trade time & goods for services and we look out for one another without wanting anything in return. What I always get back is “wow” sounds like a great place to live!” My answer “it most certainly is!”
Small town atmosphere is alive and kicking here in MacTier and for me I am enjoying the simple life it offers.
MacTier Proud!

Spend Your Dash Wisely

Yesterday I spent the day with some truly amazing people. My Rocky Crest Family. It wasn’t a day of fun and games but a day of remembrance as we all gathered to share our stories and say goodbye to one of our members and dear friends Mr. MacLellan after his courageous journey with cancer.

It was a beautiful service with both his son and daughter sharing with us their stories, a slide show of pictures and his beautiful wife Sherry , who raised a glass for all of us to toast Scott. The number of friends, family, business colleagues that attended was a testament to what we already knew about Scott. Scott was truly admirable and touched many lives. Scott lived his Dash!
“The Dash” A poem by Linda Ellis that was read at the funeral and although I had heard this poem before it just had me. I Can’t stop thinking about it. Maybe because I am on my own journey of personal development, the journey of me consciously evolving as a person, regularly improving my life mentally; physically and spiritually. I heard the words this time for what seemed like the first time. Heard it! You know that old saying “When the student is ready, the teacher will appear. ”
If you have never heard or read the poem, it talks about how we make note of the year that the person was born and the year they died, which say nothing, when it’s more about what’s between those dates, the dash, which represent the years of that person’s life. The poem makes you think about how you spend your dash and when your eulogy is being read, will you be proud of how you spent your dash?

RIP Scott MaCLellan and thank you for touching my life.

Life is short spend your dash wisely.

Here is a link to Linda Ellis Poem , The Dash. It’s certainly is inspirational.

http://www.linda-ellis.com/the-dash-the-dash-poem-by-linda-ellis-.html

Just An Ordinary Day

“What a great day!” A well-deserved break from work.

To top it off my husband (Jim) was off as well so we could spend the entire day together. Apples PC
Often times we are not off on the same days and I am off gallivanting on my own not making it home till later in the evenings. Jim will always ask “What did you do all day?” I laugh and say “I went shopping”. He doesn’t get it. For Jim shopping is just achieving a goal or a mission. Need new shoes, try them on, they fit, get them, get out. So today Jim came and spent the day with me just to see what a real Pauline day looks like. I am a person who is very passive at shopping. I can’t select a thing quickly; I need to get satisfaction, the item needs to speak to me-I know as soon as I see something if it’s for me. I’m not a mall shopper I’m more of a thrift shopper. Love the consignment stores and thrift shops.
Life changes – there are people out there that have quality home furnishings and accessories that are in “like-new” condition and they no longer fit into their lifestyle or decorating scheme, so why buy new when I can practice the three R’s – Reuse, Reduce, Re-cycle. You never know what you might find that fits perfectly into your lifestyle or décor. I almost always find something.
So here goes our day.
“Jim I would like to go to Collingwood today to get apples from the Orchards”. In case you don’t know where Collingwood is it is a town in Simcoe County, Ontario, Canada. It is situated on Nottawasaga Bay at the southern point of Georgian Bay. They are known to grow some of the best apples there.
Ok, first we need to stop at the transfer station because I forgot to take the garbage out yesterday, also when we are there I would like to check the shed of not so dumpy stuff to see if there is anything there I can maybe refurbish-oh, by the way there was a beautiful solid wood chair that was just left there to die. So I took that & will work on refurbishing it one day.

Jim just shakes his head and loads it into the Mazda. Driving out from the transfer station Jim says there’s a rattlesnake on the road, so I make him pull over so I can take a picture.

Rattle Snake

Rattle Snake

I didn’t get too close because I couldn’t tell if it was dead or just playing dead. Picture taken and we are on our way. Next stop Tim Horton’s for a large green tea-now were off.

Along the way we make a detour through Wasaga Beach.
Wasaga Beach is the longest freshwater beach in the world, it is a very popular summer tourist destination, situated at the southern end of Georgian Bay and a neighbor to Collingwood. This time of year the beach was deserted so I made Jim stop so I could take a picture.
As we drove into Collingwood the smell of fresh apples is unforgettable. If you’ve never been you need to visit and experience it for yourself! The honeycrisp apple is my favorite apple of all times, it’s “explosively crisp,” snapping off in great chunks when you bite into it. It has a coarse texture, but is light and juicy, with a flavor that’s a balance of sweetness and tartness. I make the drive there just for those each year. So apples, pears and plums were purchased and we moved on.
A pair of crazy animals

A little further down the road was a great display of the fall harvest, squash, gourds, pumpkins and more, so I made Jim stop so I could get a picture. Yep, he shakes his head. As we drive away I tell him I would like to check out a couple of my favorite consignment stores in town so off we go.

First Stop Restore, nothing too interesting in there but when I went to leave I could not find Jim. I look outside and there he is sitting all relaxed with the car door open just waiting & whistling away. What a trooper. A store I Love 2

Only two more shops to go. I think he actually enjoyed these other two shops, he spent time checking things out and yes, I did find something to bring home from one of them. Two beautiful candle holders.A Candle holders
Off to Penetanguishene.The town I grew up in to visit with my parents and bring them some freshly picked apples, but first another stop at the Real Canadian Superstore for Cat food, which lead to a visit to the Joe Fresh department, cosmetic department & ending with the purchase of cat food, 2 chocolate bars and a potted mum in my favorite color.A Plant
Now we have arrived in Penetanguishene for a wonderful visit with my mom, dad, brother and even my favorite uncle stopped by. What a nice surprise. Perfect day to sit outdoors and get caught up on the news and reminisce.
It’s time to leave, Jim has to be home for darts at 7. He belongs to a local league. So off we go once again. Mactier still an hour away. A final stop for Pizza on the way home for dinner. Well except for the next stop that I wanted because the colors are looking so beautiful I needed to take a picture. LOL.
So Jim is at darts with the boys having a few beer, probably not discussing his shopping adventure and well, I’m here relaxing writing all about it.
Now as I sit here writing my blog I realize that each time I write it brings me closer to developing the habit of gratitude. I want to savor all the good moments throughout each day. Spend time thinking about happy memories. And at the end of each day, have a few things I am grateful for. Today I am grateful for Jim Miller my soul mate, the loved ones in my life, the delicious apples and soft place to lay my head tonight.
Life is short – treasure it – be with the people and go to the places that set a spark within you. If it does not nourish your mind, body and soul…then find someone or somewhere that does.A Jimmer
Thanks to the person that sets a spark within me and allows me to be whom I am.
Now Jim totally gets my day adventures & how I get caught up in my surroundings. Will he come along again? Most definitely. We had some great laughs.

Happiness is a way of Life, not a destination.