Halloween
So I had to hand out candy to the kids at work today. Happily, I really wanted to. I wear a uniform, but I decided that I needed to complete the outfit with a set of blue bunny ears. So a couple of the bosses decide that I needed to wear the full out, white and pink fluffy bunny costume we have hidden away in the back offfice. I had to laugh at myself. It was freaking hilarious.
Some of the kids were so cute. There werer twin girls about 18 months old, one was Tigger, the other was Eyeore. Lots of princesses, Darth Vader's, superheroes and so many more. I love Halloween.
10/31/2006
10/29/2006
Mrs Potato Head
So last night CC, M, C and I go out for dinner. M, CC and I all look fabulous, like hair and make up done, dressed to the nines. Well to the nines for a fab Saturday dinner. C is wearing old runners and no make up. Ok whatever, she feels underdressed and the rest of us just kind of nod in agreement. I have to confess that I am a camera freak, I am always taking loads of freakishly random (and yes my friends do find it rather annoying at times) photos. So CC decides to take one of C and I. I'm looking good, lean in a little bit, soft smile, you know, posed but not posed. There is C with her head up, this freaky half smile no teeth, squinted eyes kind of thing. It is the weirdest thing cuz she totally looks like the Potato head dolls in this pic. LOL
So last night CC, M, C and I go out for dinner. M, CC and I all look fabulous, like hair and make up done, dressed to the nines. Well to the nines for a fab Saturday dinner. C is wearing old runners and no make up. Ok whatever, she feels underdressed and the rest of us just kind of nod in agreement. I have to confess that I am a camera freak, I am always taking loads of freakishly random (and yes my friends do find it rather annoying at times) photos. So CC decides to take one of C and I. I'm looking good, lean in a little bit, soft smile, you know, posed but not posed. There is C with her head up, this freaky half smile no teeth, squinted eyes kind of thing. It is the weirdest thing cuz she totally looks like the Potato head dolls in this pic. LOL
10/27/2006
Ignorance
So I'm leaving work today, and I see a woman, A, from another department out having a smoke. Being the consistent smoker that I am, I join her. The headline in todays paper was about a young teacher who was pregnant and murdered (hi, Scott Pederson flashbacks, anyone). This young woman was East Indian. A is German and the other woman was just plain caucasian. Both of them are going on about how ridiculous the East Indian culture is to women and how of course the husband or the brother in law killed her etc. Now, don't get me wrong I fully believe that her husband killed her, but that is based simply on previous cases and slight descriptions from the papers. If that was how A and this random woman proceeded with this conversation, fine. But no, just about everything is a stereotype about the culture, not to mention A's rambling about the law and what the police need. She claims that they need to break the family and get a confession. Sorry hun, but I'm a third year crim student, unless there is evidence to support the confession, it aint gonna do a whole hell of a lot. Argh, I was so damn angry from this conversation. Actually A's comments were very similar to things that C tends to say. They both need to learn how to shut up occasionally and think about what they say before they say it!
So I'm leaving work today, and I see a woman, A, from another department out having a smoke. Being the consistent smoker that I am, I join her. The headline in todays paper was about a young teacher who was pregnant and murdered (hi, Scott Pederson flashbacks, anyone). This young woman was East Indian. A is German and the other woman was just plain caucasian. Both of them are going on about how ridiculous the East Indian culture is to women and how of course the husband or the brother in law killed her etc. Now, don't get me wrong I fully believe that her husband killed her, but that is based simply on previous cases and slight descriptions from the papers. If that was how A and this random woman proceeded with this conversation, fine. But no, just about everything is a stereotype about the culture, not to mention A's rambling about the law and what the police need. She claims that they need to break the family and get a confession. Sorry hun, but I'm a third year crim student, unless there is evidence to support the confession, it aint gonna do a whole hell of a lot. Argh, I was so damn angry from this conversation. Actually A's comments were very similar to things that C tends to say. They both need to learn how to shut up occasionally and think about what they say before they say it!
10/23/2006
Smarty Pants
That's me. So I'm supposed to babysit the boys today, before and after class. So just before I have to leave for school I started getting the younger one ready to go. I'm so go go go with him that I grab my purse, lock the door and leave. I drop him off with the other babysitter and going digging for my keys. Suddenly an image hits me. It is of my keys sitting on the table where I always leave them. So there I go running for the train to be late for school. Running back praying that CT did actually decide to leave work early and is home. No such luck. So the boys and I hop on the bus to go to a restaurant and have early dinner and wait for CT. L calls me just as we get there to see how everyone is and tell me that CT has just left work. I tell her calmly to call him back and tell him to meet us at the restaurant to drive us back to their place. At least they were both understanding about it. But who would have thought a 9 year old could be so judgmental? Hence where the Smarty Pants now comes in. He took great pleasure in telling CT and L about it. Ah well shit happens, at least it was dry and we got to a place where we could wait inside.
That's me. So I'm supposed to babysit the boys today, before and after class. So just before I have to leave for school I started getting the younger one ready to go. I'm so go go go with him that I grab my purse, lock the door and leave. I drop him off with the other babysitter and going digging for my keys. Suddenly an image hits me. It is of my keys sitting on the table where I always leave them. So there I go running for the train to be late for school. Running back praying that CT did actually decide to leave work early and is home. No such luck. So the boys and I hop on the bus to go to a restaurant and have early dinner and wait for CT. L calls me just as we get there to see how everyone is and tell me that CT has just left work. I tell her calmly to call him back and tell him to meet us at the restaurant to drive us back to their place. At least they were both understanding about it. But who would have thought a 9 year old could be so judgmental? Hence where the Smarty Pants now comes in. He took great pleasure in telling CT and L about it. Ah well shit happens, at least it was dry and we got to a place where we could wait inside.
10/21/2006
Quickie
No all of you horny people who are reading this it is not about sex. I repeat, NOT ABOUT SEX!!!! Just gonna be a quick post.
So tomorrow us 4 sisters are having our annual (and usually late) Thanksgiving dinner. This year it is at my house. Due to miscommunications, I fiugred that I had to cook the turkey. Turns out that I didn't but then EZ decided no do it anyway. So we go grocery shopping tonight and end up arguing about it cuz I'm all for buying a pre-stuffed cook from frozen turkey. Nope we get the real one, no biggie. But then everyone starts saying how their gonna come over at like 1:30 2:00ish. People you don't get it. I'm inviting you for dinner (usually a meal in the evening), not all day. Argh it is my one true(ish) day off, just leave me the fuck alone for a couple hours. Jesus. Sorry EZ, I know you are probably reading this right now going what the fuck is your problem. By the time you read this I will have explained it to you anyway.
No all of you horny people who are reading this it is not about sex. I repeat, NOT ABOUT SEX!!!! Just gonna be a quick post.
So tomorrow us 4 sisters are having our annual (and usually late) Thanksgiving dinner. This year it is at my house. Due to miscommunications, I fiugred that I had to cook the turkey. Turns out that I didn't but then EZ decided no do it anyway. So we go grocery shopping tonight and end up arguing about it cuz I'm all for buying a pre-stuffed cook from frozen turkey. Nope we get the real one, no biggie. But then everyone starts saying how their gonna come over at like 1:30 2:00ish. People you don't get it. I'm inviting you for dinner (usually a meal in the evening), not all day. Argh it is my one true(ish) day off, just leave me the fuck alone for a couple hours. Jesus. Sorry EZ, I know you are probably reading this right now going what the fuck is your problem. By the time you read this I will have explained it to you anyway.
10/16/2006
Life (Or Something Like That)
So over the last couple days I seem to have had multiple 'very important' conversations. Some good, some bad and a mixture of both. They included so many people like EZ, L, LC, CT and the boys as well as both of my parents. What each one of these conversations have in common is that they all have an impact at some point. The majority were positive and each had the uncanny ability to show love and understanding. I don't know why, but I seemed to need different levels of it from each person that I talked to (normally I couldn't give two shits). I got it today from M, who muttered 'Love you" when he got out of the car this afternoon. He looked away but smiled (gotta love side mirrors) when I said 'Love you too". He is 5. Why is it that when a child offers unconditional love like that, everything else disappears and all that matters is that one moment? And on that happy note, I will end this post as I watch the slighlt disappointing Cancuks game.
So over the last couple days I seem to have had multiple 'very important' conversations. Some good, some bad and a mixture of both. They included so many people like EZ, L, LC, CT and the boys as well as both of my parents. What each one of these conversations have in common is that they all have an impact at some point. The majority were positive and each had the uncanny ability to show love and understanding. I don't know why, but I seemed to need different levels of it from each person that I talked to (normally I couldn't give two shits). I got it today from M, who muttered 'Love you" when he got out of the car this afternoon. He looked away but smiled (gotta love side mirrors) when I said 'Love you too". He is 5. Why is it that when a child offers unconditional love like that, everything else disappears and all that matters is that one moment? And on that happy note, I will end this post as I watch the slighlt disappointing Cancuks game.
10/11/2006
Video Project
So I'm doing a video project as a Christmas present for L and her hubby, CT. The video project has all of the photos that I have taken of their kids throughout the year. The problem is that I have too much music for the amount of pics I have and I have way too many pics of one kid, hardly any of L and either one of the boys and none of CT. So I told L that I have to do a school project and need to do family pics. So she told CT that I need pics of a dysfunctional family for a project. :). I showed the video to her younger son today and told him that it was a surprise and him, his bro and I were going to give it to L and CT for Christmas. I don't know how long the secret will last but oh well.
So I'm doing a video project as a Christmas present for L and her hubby, CT. The video project has all of the photos that I have taken of their kids throughout the year. The problem is that I have too much music for the amount of pics I have and I have way too many pics of one kid, hardly any of L and either one of the boys and none of CT. So I told L that I have to do a school project and need to do family pics. So she told CT that I need pics of a dysfunctional family for a project. :). I showed the video to her younger son today and told him that it was a surprise and him, his bro and I were going to give it to L and CT for Christmas. I don't know how long the secret will last but oh well.
10/03/2006
Stupid Signs
I swear people should wear stupid signs. Mainly my sister C. She and I have the huge talk on Sunday (yeah over MSN) and now she is supposed to be getting her unbf (whom I really think is her bf) AKA BT to "talk to me" about how unfair I'm being to C and him. So I saw him twice yesterday and he did nothing. So then I find out that he is supposed to call me last night or today. Haven't gotten a call. 20 minutes ago I hear that he is going to email me. What the fuck? She can't fight your own damn battles? Grow some freaking balls, both of them. The said part is that both of their jobs require confronting people, if she can't confront her sister how the fuck does she expect to be successfull at her job? And I very specifically told her that he has nothing to do about it, it is between her and I and her lack of respect for me. And at this point I am so close to throwing in the lack of respect that she is showing EZ, L and CT as well. Not to mention the disrespect that BT is showing L and CT as well. This is the point where I say fuck it, "I'm still mad as hell and I don't have time to go round and round."
I swear people should wear stupid signs. Mainly my sister C. She and I have the huge talk on Sunday (yeah over MSN) and now she is supposed to be getting her unbf (whom I really think is her bf) AKA BT to "talk to me" about how unfair I'm being to C and him. So I saw him twice yesterday and he did nothing. So then I find out that he is supposed to call me last night or today. Haven't gotten a call. 20 minutes ago I hear that he is going to email me. What the fuck? She can't fight your own damn battles? Grow some freaking balls, both of them. The said part is that both of their jobs require confronting people, if she can't confront her sister how the fuck does she expect to be successfull at her job? And I very specifically told her that he has nothing to do about it, it is between her and I and her lack of respect for me. And at this point I am so close to throwing in the lack of respect that she is showing EZ, L and CT as well. Not to mention the disrespect that BT is showing L and CT as well. This is the point where I say fuck it, "I'm still mad as hell and I don't have time to go round and round."
10/01/2006
Not Ready To Make Nice
I’m not ready to make nice
I’m not ready to back down
I’m still mad as hell andI don’t have time to go round and round and round
It’s too late to make it rightI probably wouldn’t if I could‘
Cause I’m mad as hell
Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should.
Called the radio station to dedicate this song to my sister. Bitchy, oui? Maybe just a wee bit. Oh well c'est la vie. For an update on what happened the last couple days (and a different perspective) check out EZ's blog.
On that note, L and I had a really long talk about the whole thing (she is the guys sister in law and the 2 of us have been good friends since before all of this shit started). L and her hubby are pissed about the whole thing too. She basically said that I really need to talk to C and shouldn't throw away our friendship. But I can't bring it up (unfortunatly have a non-confrontational thing happening unless I am confronted first). Now she is confronting me on MSN. I felt bad about doing it over the phone and she is using MSN. Holy fuck. And she still can't figure out why I am mad as hell. Argh!!!!
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