Get a new coat!

I live in Winnipeg…I can tell your thinking to yourself why? Well because I was born here that’s why! There’s that and also the fact that I actually like it here, yes that’s right I like it. I’ve traveled a lot and lived outside Winnipeg for a short time so I’ve had a taste for other cities and I’m happy to call Winnipeg home.

Let’s talk about the horse in the room right now, Winnipeg winters. That term will put fear in even the warmest of hearts. This year was the coldest December in 120 years and the coldest combined December and January in 64 years. For me though it wasn’t that cold at all. This year, before winter hit, I bought a new coat. It hadn’t occurred to me that I needed a new coat, the 10 year old fall coat that I had was still in working order, or so I thought. My wife was kind enough to point out that maybe it was time to get a new one. OK, so it turns out she was right, my blind attachment to my beloved jacket was keeping me from realizing the obvious, that I live in Winter-peg and needed a winter coat.

So like most men who shop I had purchased a warm new coat in about 45 minutes. Now as the winter progressed and the arctic vortex circled the complaints started rolling in about the terrible weather and how awful things were. I didn’t feel like things were that different than any other winter, ya it was cold out, but it’s always cold in winter. I didn’t dread going outside and even went for some winter walks. It took me a bit of time to realize that even though this was the coldest winter in decades that my new coat had provided me with a perspective I hadn’t had in 10 years. This year by purchasing a new winter coat I armed myself with the right tool to overcome the harsh environment. The lesson I learned was instead of complaining I should ask myself if I’ve done all I can to gain a better perspective. What can you do to improve your outlook on a situation? Maybe all you need is a new coat!

Tim Hobbs Manness


The Family Business

I work with 8 people who have known each other for between 12 and 33 years. I have been working here at Impact Group for 20 months. I have to say that it was quite intimidating coming in as the newbie in the beginning, but I can’t imagine how weird it must have been for the gang when I started here. No one here has known me my whole life, or even half of it for that matter.

But I can tell you that the last 20 months have been fantastic. I have learned so much about agriculture, advertising, and business coaching. But here are some fun things that I have learned about my awesome co-workers:

Craig dislikes high-fives but has a great double air fist pump.
Cheryl’s jokes are always perfectly timed.
Mike and I like to compete with each other, just for fun.
Kate is a coffee activist and colour specialist.
Jenny raises her voice when she feels passionate about something.
Chris is smart and funny.
Heidi is never mean and makes great brownies.
Vicki is the master of lightening the mood.

And now that I am leaving for my maternity leave for a whole year I feel sad that I won’t get to experience these things on a daily basis. I will for sure be visiting often.


When do the holidays really start?

I would say that I am one of those people who gets excited for the holidays as soon as there is snow on the ground.

In my house there are rules. I am not allowed to watch Christmas movies before November 1st. Well, I guess that’s really the only rule, so I should consider myself lucky.

But why is it that people get sick of holiday paraphernalia?

To me, the holidays are more about the attitude. The spirit of giving (not gifts) to others. A reminder of how lucky I am and that I live in a pretty beautiful city.

Whether your holiday spirit is spending the extra time at Tim Horton’s to ask the cashiers how their day has been, making a stranger smile by letting them go ahead of you in the checkout because they have less items than you, or maybe shoveling your neighbours walk, the important part of the holiday season is that we change our attitudes (for a short time as least).

I tend to slow myself down a bit more during holiday times. Obviously, I usually have some time off. But I think that people should look at how the holidays make them feel. If you don’t like the holidays because you think they are expensive, busy, overly joyful, or too sparkly then maybe you need to adjust the way you look at them?

Hopefully we can all try to carry the holiday spirit into 2013.




While in college studying Journalism, I was shooting some pictures for a story about students’ practical experience. I chose to shoot the Pastry students booth at the career fair. The Pastry students had created all sorts of interesting desserts and dishes. I chatted with one of the students, got their thoughts on the program, and got the shot.

The photo worked out great. It was run in the student paper. I received a good grade for it. I was very happy.

Later I was volunteering for a start-up sports website. I got my first assignment and dove in. I spent hours and hours at different high school and college games. I wanted to get my employer as much variety as possible. When I delivered, he hated all the shots. I was devastated.

It took me a while realize that I wasn’t a bad photographer. It was just my style that didn’t work for him. The lesson from those two experiences was invaluable. I learned adaptation. I focused on learning my client and the audience before deciding my creative path. I believe that this adapted skill has got me to where I am today.


An Epic High Five

I am a high-fiver.

I have been told recently that I put a little too much oomph into my high-fives. Apparently I high-five like I have just hit a home run in the World Series. So my coworkers have now categorized them.

There is the home run high five, triple, double, and single high-five. I like to pull out the home run high-five most of the time. I feel like anything less is kind of a waste. But I guess that the pain of a home run high five is just too much for some. So now I have adjusted to the single for everyday office occasions. I hold my hand up firmly and the high five recipient returns the high five as hard as they want.

My name is Sheena, and I approve this blog.