Frankly, in the context of the recent gang rapes of drunk girls (Steubenville, West Auckland's Roast Busters and Halifax, to name a few of the most shocking) liquor marketers should start thinking about the optics and their own fairly flimsy commitment to responsible drinking. Thus far, responsibility has generally been translated into talk of driving and personal health. But corporate social responsibility needs to extend towards perpetuating dangerous attitudes about women, too. And booze marketing is full of them, although, this, by far, is the most offensive I've ever seen.
Yes, looking at a butt selfie from Kim Kardashian is entertainment and sure, we need the escape sometimes, but I'm wondering if our society can make a little 2014 New Year's resolution: have a little more balance. Maybe a little less coverage of her and a bit more of someone we can relate to and learn from.
As a community nurse I've heard stories from families who, instead of checking items off shopping lists and going to holiday parties, were taking someone to multiple medical appointments. Or, they were worried and asking me how to keep their mom calm and comfortable at the busy family gathering as her dementia was taking hold.
I like to tell this story because I feel that our job as yoga instructors is to do what artists, poets, and priests do; to remind us of the great truth that to cling only to sweet as our only form of happiness is a trap. Sorrow teaches us about love and even bliss... if we let it. Ultimately, we can't share the light if we aren't cracked open.
Living a lifestyle like that of the rich and famous might be something that many Canadians aspire to, but not something most of us could ever imagine. At Travelocity.ca, we have seen some amazing celebrity travel moments this year! From Bieber brawling in the streets of Britain; to hot beach bodies and destination weddings -- 2013 has been a year of exciting travel.
As I started out on my third tour of duty for Health Canada's Cooking Challenge it struck me that the challenge has helped me venture into areas of the supermarket I don't usually visit. This time it was the more "exotic" fruit section I familiarized myself with, as I headed off in search of a pomegranate to prepare an arugula, pear, goat cheese and pomegranate salad to serve with scrambled eggs on Saturday morning.
If you go on a book tour, I would advise against behaving like a jerk. The media escorts gossip. With a minimum of prodding, they dish the dirt. Jeffrey Archer is a legend for his bad behaviour. Next most arrogant, rude and demanding are the editors from the Chicken Soup for the Soul series. Think about that.
For six weeks now, Jessica Lange has been hexing her way around New Orleans on American Horror Story: Coven. Between Lange's participation in the occult, a minotaur sex scene, and, of course, the swampy-Louisiana backdrop, I've had gumbo on my mind.
It's hard not to be angry and bitter when people ask, "So, what are you doing for your daughter's birthday?" So, for now, I will keep writing and selling cupcakes.
A collaboration of over 20 American researchers found a possible answer although at first glance, it seemed ludicrous. The team looked at the bacteria in the gut of both normal and autistic children in the hopes of identifying any changes. Indeed, there were.
For quite a while some experts believed that a little extra body fat would not necessarily trigger health problems like metabolic syndrome, a cluster of diseases that often accompanies weight gain. But all that may just be fantasy, according to a recent study from Canada.
Don't go overboard with too many garlands everywhere -- remember it's Christmas time, NOT camouflage time! As is often the case, less is more, so spend time and money on a well dressed tree or some tasteful accessories that will enhance your existing décor rather than compete with it.
"You're Jew-ish?" my roommate awkwardly inquired, examining me so closely I could have sworn she was looking for horns. It was clear we had both grown up in completely diverse situations, practicing different religions in very dissimilar neighbourhoods. I quickly came to realize that I was now in fact the highly unwarranted representative of the entire Jewish population.
"Family-Holiday Culture" has a massive influence on us. We are genetically and socially programmed to seek out being a part of this culture. But what if the group or the family culture we belong to, especially at holiday time, causes us pain, worry, fear, sadness, guilt, shame, rage, and most importantly the loss of our own "Self-Culture," our authentic relaxed self?
The focus of our petition is less about hurting Lululemon and more about helping women. Our goal isn't about bringing Lululemon down, or forcing them to sell merchandise they don't want to, it's about starting a conversation that will open the eyes and minds of so many people who insist on judging a person's level of health by their weight.
Independence and privacy: These are two very valuable things that we cherish in our daily lives; many of us have a habit of taking them for granted. But for those with mental illness like myself it appears as if we now have to fight vigorously to maintain our independence and privacy.
Being a family caregiver, caring for an aging parent, is a tough assignment. It is one that many baby boomers are just beginning to encounter. Here are some suggestions for making a welcome difference in the lives of friends like these based on using your common sense with respect to your friend's needs and your own availability.
I will never forget what he said as he greeted us, "Hello" he said in a quite but firm voice, "I'm Nelson Mandela and it is truly an honour to meet you." The humility of his greeting shook me to my core. In those few words I understood the essence of Nelson Mandela.
I am moving through what I think of as the year of the terrible firsts. The first wedding anniversary without him; the first holidays; the first family celebration; birthdays, his, mine, our children's. And I move, inexorably, to the marking of the first anniversary of his death. In many ways, these months have been filled with surprises.