What the hell has happened to my clothes?
I so don't know what to wear anymore. On nice days, one of my hippy tiered skirts does the trick. On not so nice days, my maternity capris definitely do the trick, or the purposefully big camel coloured stretch pants work, but what do I wear on top now??
I can't say that I have gi-normous swelling breasts, but my shirts are definitely tight around the bump in the middle. So, they no longer look right, even if the fit isn't that uncomfortable. I am glad I am only looking at 4 more weeks of work because I recall a friend saying of her maternity clothes (of which I am currently borrowing and loving) was that by the end of her maternity stint, she was just done with them. I can now see the truth in that!!! I don't really have a lot of nice t-shirts that are longer and flattering, and some mornings I sit on the edge of the bed, a bit envious of Ken and his uniform, and ponder what the (*&&@ should I wear today?!!
Then there is the flipside to this, being a wee big thrifty I don't want to spend big money on more clothes that are truly short term... I can make do, mostly, except for those moments you just don't have a clue what to wear and stand there with that silly grin on your face. I should also fess up, this isn't a new phenom. I am not a person to plan their clothes out the night before. Every morning is a crapshoot when it comes to "what to wear today" pregnant or not so this is really just a bit of whinging on my part. But the first statement still bears truth, when your body is redefining itself all the time, so does it's covering.
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
post long weekend and back at work
it has been a strange work day and I have had to make a lot of cold calls that involve a lot of arm twisting on unsuspecting victims arms to introduce speakers at an upcoming conference. Oh, the joys.
the weekend was quick, as they always are. I must say, we accomplished a lot though. The ebb and flow of things in and out of our house still never ceases to amaze me. I can't believe how easy it is to get rid of things that are stained, old, worn out, cluttery at this stage. I know I keep returning to this subject, but when you have been a pack rat all your life, and all of a sudden you can finally let go of things, it is a big deal. Our compu-nursery is just about set. It looks great. I feel so much less anxious now that we have been able to deal with our second bedroom, set up the new stuff, move out the old stuff.
it is a novel feeling as I survey the new room. We are making room for another person in our lives, and we have no idea what they are going to be like!! Nothing but potential and good intentions. I feel proud of what we have accomplished together, and humbled too. Amazing what two people can do working together, building a life together.
bubs is still moving around a lot, which is the most amazing feeling. That too is a different kind of awareness of yourself as a woman, and amazing too, because all your parts are doing what they are supposed to do and it has only something to do with you being conscious of the process! At the 32 week stage now, and the home stretch is nigh!
the weekend was quick, as they always are. I must say, we accomplished a lot though. The ebb and flow of things in and out of our house still never ceases to amaze me. I can't believe how easy it is to get rid of things that are stained, old, worn out, cluttery at this stage. I know I keep returning to this subject, but when you have been a pack rat all your life, and all of a sudden you can finally let go of things, it is a big deal. Our compu-nursery is just about set. It looks great. I feel so much less anxious now that we have been able to deal with our second bedroom, set up the new stuff, move out the old stuff.
it is a novel feeling as I survey the new room. We are making room for another person in our lives, and we have no idea what they are going to be like!! Nothing but potential and good intentions. I feel proud of what we have accomplished together, and humbled too. Amazing what two people can do working together, building a life together.
bubs is still moving around a lot, which is the most amazing feeling. That too is a different kind of awareness of yourself as a woman, and amazing too, because all your parts are doing what they are supposed to do and it has only something to do with you being conscious of the process! At the 32 week stage now, and the home stretch is nigh!
Friday, May 19, 2006
The Buzz
So today is the launch of that great big movie, a natural off-shoot from the intensely popular book that has created controversy coast to coast, continent to continent. Everyone has an opinion, and is more than happy to talk about it.
Is it just me, or is anyone else getting tired of the ongoing flogging of this poor horse? Every time you turn on the tv you get to hear about the stars of the show, or this new feature, or how the critics are responding, or the new tour you can take, or the book club you can join to discuss and disseminate the main issues within, or how the church is responding, or how someone in BF Nowhere has their undies tied in a knot because the ideas are just too big and too out there for the red states to be palatable for.
If you aren't sure what I am referring to by this point, sorry, but I think I want to stay in vague terms rather than be picked up every time someone googles the book or the movie. Although I am sure that with the influx of people just flogging, er talking, about it, it would be quickly buried in the pile of chatters like me.
I enjoyed the book. I like Br0wn's style. He tells a good story and this book has people talking about issues long buried (which I think it is a good thing). But it is like the sound of people jumping on the Canucks bandwagon once we start to win. It is so popular at this point it has become a marker of popular culture.. "what, you mean you have not read the book yet??" and you can hear the jaws dropping, kind of like at a certain point if you declared you had never watched Friends or the Simpsons... you were like a social outcast who maybe just did their own thing and ok with it. I don't know if I will run to see the movie. Yes, I am curious, will it live up to the hype? Will it be a dynamic story, or will it fall flat on the silver screen?
I just don't feel the need to rush the gate. I am sure it will be around for a while. In fact, all this buzz is a turn off. Will the movie be as good as the book? Probably not. Would I feel like a sheep heading in to drop off my greenbacks and join the cue? Yup. So, who knows. Eventually we will see it. When... ???!!!!!!
Is it just me, or is anyone else getting tired of the ongoing flogging of this poor horse? Every time you turn on the tv you get to hear about the stars of the show, or this new feature, or how the critics are responding, or the new tour you can take, or the book club you can join to discuss and disseminate the main issues within, or how the church is responding, or how someone in BF Nowhere has their undies tied in a knot because the ideas are just too big and too out there for the red states to be palatable for.
If you aren't sure what I am referring to by this point, sorry, but I think I want to stay in vague terms rather than be picked up every time someone googles the book or the movie. Although I am sure that with the influx of people just flogging, er talking, about it, it would be quickly buried in the pile of chatters like me.
I enjoyed the book. I like Br0wn's style. He tells a good story and this book has people talking about issues long buried (which I think it is a good thing). But it is like the sound of people jumping on the Canucks bandwagon once we start to win. It is so popular at this point it has become a marker of popular culture.. "what, you mean you have not read the book yet??" and you can hear the jaws dropping, kind of like at a certain point if you declared you had never watched Friends or the Simpsons... you were like a social outcast who maybe just did their own thing and ok with it. I don't know if I will run to see the movie. Yes, I am curious, will it live up to the hype? Will it be a dynamic story, or will it fall flat on the silver screen?
I just don't feel the need to rush the gate. I am sure it will be around for a while. In fact, all this buzz is a turn off. Will the movie be as good as the book? Probably not. Would I feel like a sheep heading in to drop off my greenbacks and join the cue? Yup. So, who knows. Eventually we will see it. When... ???!!!!!!
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
The Evolution of Dance
If you haven't already seen this video.. it is well worth the 6 minutes.
This is DAMN funny and then some. It reads like a "greatest hits" of most 30 somethings lives..
"The Evolution of Dance"
This is DAMN funny and then some. It reads like a "greatest hits" of most 30 somethings lives..
"The Evolution of Dance"
today's fortune cookie read..
"to reach distant places, one has to take the first step"
makes you pause for a moment and just think in the middle of a crazy work day, doesn't it?
doesn't matter if the distant place is a travel destination, or a personal destination. Or in my case, feeling like I have scattered all of my belongings through the house. one step is all it takes, and then the flood gates can open!
makes you pause for a moment and just think in the middle of a crazy work day, doesn't it?
doesn't matter if the distant place is a travel destination, or a personal destination. Or in my case, feeling like I have scattered all of my belongings through the house. one step is all it takes, and then the flood gates can open!
Monday, May 15, 2006
thirty three
So this is what 33 looks like.
Not much different than 32! Usually I take my birthdays off, but I didn't have enough vacation days off to stay away from work today. There was talk of just playing hookey, and now at the end of the day, that may have been the best option for us both.
The last few days have been a blur of just everything. A trip to IKEA to get some baby and office furniture, the last Crush game of the season, our maternity ward tour... which is a story all of its own... what the hell, time to interrupt our normal programming.. there were like 30 couples crammed in to the mat ward, most of which looked like they were just about ready to pop. I felt like a bit of an imposter with my 30 week belly - I think everyone there was pretty much due in the next few weeks because I don't look like they do... yet!!!! I am not sure if the trip alleviated any stress or created more. Honestly, the ward looks decent, and I have my fingers crossed that when the time comes I either get the room with the jacuzzi tub or the bath tub, because I would love to spend as much time in water as I possible can when the time comes.
We totally scored when we hooked up Refinnej and her boys. Talk about feeling like we are a lot more set up than we were at the beginning of the day. I felt way more grounded, and it was strange having items "paid" forward and remembering her boys from when they were young, and knowing that we are the next chapter. It was kind of humbling in a sense.
I am been really lucky with this pregnancy and upcoming birth. I have been able to get some no-nonsense advice from a few dear friends whom are moms, and then help with the pregnancy clothes from Sarah (of which I am keeping in fabulous condition), and now with the baby stuff. What do you say? Are there words? Being pregnant has brought me to a different stage in a few relationships, a lot more understanding, and then a different place within myself and my relationship with Ken as we move in to another stage.
Different awareness too. What is important to some people, and the battles you are willing to fight, and what kind of environment you want to create for your kids. I had a coworker send me an email to see if we were interested in a high end furniture set that was a great deal at $2500. Um, that is more than the last 4 cars I have bought.. not happening for my child, I wish I could, but nope, that is way hard to justify.
Ok, back to my long winded ramble about my weekend. Dinner with my cousin and girlfriend Saturday night.. that was .. um.. different too. He is just cut from a different clothe and I appreciate the effort, and it was an ok night. Then a great brunch on Sunday, and a disjointed afternoon where Ken left to play hockey and I went with the family to go to White Rock for a stroll in the surf and fish and chips. Always excellent.
Then today. Aging. Being at work. Feeling like I had the attention span of a gnat. Discovering I probably am a little lactose sensitive, or intolerant as within 30 minutes of quaffing a chocolate milk I turned in to a lean mean farting machine with the added bonus of stomach cramps. I don't drink a lot of milk anymore, so I think this just did me in and well, will definitely impact whether or not I grab a glass of milk instead of soy in the future..
And then a call about 4 o'clock.. and I could tell from the tone in Ken's voice that something was up. What was up was a deep gash across the knee and a trip to emergency. Luckily enough we weren't there forever and they stitched him up good.
Folks grabbed dinner, so we got to head home and celebrate my birthday and it was a great end to a slightly chaotic day and weekend.
Not much different than 32! Usually I take my birthdays off, but I didn't have enough vacation days off to stay away from work today. There was talk of just playing hookey, and now at the end of the day, that may have been the best option for us both.
The last few days have been a blur of just everything. A trip to IKEA to get some baby and office furniture, the last Crush game of the season, our maternity ward tour... which is a story all of its own... what the hell, time to interrupt our normal programming.. there were like 30 couples crammed in to the mat ward, most of which looked like they were just about ready to pop. I felt like a bit of an imposter with my 30 week belly - I think everyone there was pretty much due in the next few weeks because I don't look like they do... yet!!!! I am not sure if the trip alleviated any stress or created more. Honestly, the ward looks decent, and I have my fingers crossed that when the time comes I either get the room with the jacuzzi tub or the bath tub, because I would love to spend as much time in water as I possible can when the time comes.
We totally scored when we hooked up Refinnej and her boys. Talk about feeling like we are a lot more set up than we were at the beginning of the day. I felt way more grounded, and it was strange having items "paid" forward and remembering her boys from when they were young, and knowing that we are the next chapter. It was kind of humbling in a sense.
I am been really lucky with this pregnancy and upcoming birth. I have been able to get some no-nonsense advice from a few dear friends whom are moms, and then help with the pregnancy clothes from Sarah (of which I am keeping in fabulous condition), and now with the baby stuff. What do you say? Are there words? Being pregnant has brought me to a different stage in a few relationships, a lot more understanding, and then a different place within myself and my relationship with Ken as we move in to another stage.
Different awareness too. What is important to some people, and the battles you are willing to fight, and what kind of environment you want to create for your kids. I had a coworker send me an email to see if we were interested in a high end furniture set that was a great deal at $2500. Um, that is more than the last 4 cars I have bought.. not happening for my child, I wish I could, but nope, that is way hard to justify.
Ok, back to my long winded ramble about my weekend. Dinner with my cousin and girlfriend Saturday night.. that was .. um.. different too. He is just cut from a different clothe and I appreciate the effort, and it was an ok night. Then a great brunch on Sunday, and a disjointed afternoon where Ken left to play hockey and I went with the family to go to White Rock for a stroll in the surf and fish and chips. Always excellent.
Then today. Aging. Being at work. Feeling like I had the attention span of a gnat. Discovering I probably am a little lactose sensitive, or intolerant as within 30 minutes of quaffing a chocolate milk I turned in to a lean mean farting machine with the added bonus of stomach cramps. I don't drink a lot of milk anymore, so I think this just did me in and well, will definitely impact whether or not I grab a glass of milk instead of soy in the future..
And then a call about 4 o'clock.. and I could tell from the tone in Ken's voice that something was up. What was up was a deep gash across the knee and a trip to emergency. Luckily enough we weren't there forever and they stitched him up good.
Folks grabbed dinner, so we got to head home and celebrate my birthday and it was a great end to a slightly chaotic day and weekend.
Thursday, May 11, 2006
Obsolete Cowboy Phrases
Top Ten Old West Phrases That Will Never Sound The Same After That Damned Gay Cowboy Movie (so, this tickled my funny bone today. Must be the end of the week!!!)
1. "I'm gonna pump you fulla lead!"
2. "Give me a stiff one, barkeep!"
3. "Don't fret---I've been in tight spots before."
4. "Howdy, pardner."
5. You stay here while I sneak around from behind."
6. Two words: "Saddle Sore."
7. "Hold it right there! Now, move your hand, reeeal slow-like."
8. "Let's mount up!"
9. "Nice spread ya got there!"
10. "Ride'em cowboy!"
1. "I'm gonna pump you fulla lead!"
2. "Give me a stiff one, barkeep!"
3. "Don't fret---I've been in tight spots before."
4. "Howdy, pardner."
5. You stay here while I sneak around from behind."
6. Two words: "Saddle Sore."
7. "Hold it right there! Now, move your hand, reeeal slow-like."
8. "Let's mount up!"
9. "Nice spread ya got there!"
10. "Ride'em cowboy!"
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Hopawaddle
It seems like this is the week for leg related injuries. Getting out of the truck yesterday I tweaked my knee (heard some lovely crunching) and it hurt. It is a bit of a trick knee now.. sometimes I can jerk it around a few times and it seems like whatever happened in the odd moment of twisting resolves itself and the pain leaves. Well, it didn't this time I am sure I gave myself something akin to "knee lash" and I spent the rest of the day hopping and waddling along. Hence the name of this post, the "hopawaddle" which apparently I have down to a fine art. Combine this with a sore hip, and just generally feeling out of wack, and you just know your work day is going to be on par with the rest of you. Got home, made one with my couch, and just didn't do much of anything.
This morning, something released in my knee and I am feeling a lot better. I don't feel twice my age anymore! Days are flying by, week 30 already and I have less than 30 days left of work!! YAYAYAYAY. If all goes right, shopping trip for some odds and ends to start getting the baby's and computer room ready will happen in the next few days. Ken always laughs, these late night excursions (I like to go after 8pm on a week night) usually mean that he gets to spend the rest of the night putting furniture together :]
My get up and go has gotten up and left.
By the end of the day I can easily become one with my couch and say forget the rest. House doesn't stay perfect for long right now after the big cleans!
This morning, something released in my knee and I am feeling a lot better. I don't feel twice my age anymore! Days are flying by, week 30 already and I have less than 30 days left of work!! YAYAYAYAY. If all goes right, shopping trip for some odds and ends to start getting the baby's and computer room ready will happen in the next few days. Ken always laughs, these late night excursions (I like to go after 8pm on a week night) usually mean that he gets to spend the rest of the night putting furniture together :]
My get up and go has gotten up and left.
By the end of the day I can easily become one with my couch and say forget the rest. House doesn't stay perfect for long right now after the big cleans!
Monday, May 8, 2006
The weather
Amazing. Monday to friday it is absolutely gorgeous out, and then saturday morning you wake up to angry storm clouds and rain. Sunday was also quite miserable first thing, so that ixnayed a trip out to the flea market to load up on more plants.
At least the rain didn't last all day. I went with my folks to visit my gran on the Sunshine Coast and it ended up being a really nice trip by the end of the day. One thing about being on the coast is that weather can really move. Granted, I *almost* had a moment at lunch, when it took over an hour for our food to come up and it had been about 3 hours since my last snack, just at that moment of getting up to assert myself (and get something to eat in a restaurant, imagine that) the food came out. It was almost worth the wait, but a lesson to carry trail mix in zee old purse from here on out for those moments of hunger!
Other than that, the weekend went by way too quickly again. WOOSH. And back at monday again, and waking to a beautiful sunny day. You have to laugh, and it is amazing about how much of a pick me up it is when you know on your breaks you can go sit outside with your book and just enjoy a few moments out in the sun. Freckle time!
At least the rain didn't last all day. I went with my folks to visit my gran on the Sunshine Coast and it ended up being a really nice trip by the end of the day. One thing about being on the coast is that weather can really move. Granted, I *almost* had a moment at lunch, when it took over an hour for our food to come up and it had been about 3 hours since my last snack, just at that moment of getting up to assert myself (and get something to eat in a restaurant, imagine that) the food came out. It was almost worth the wait, but a lesson to carry trail mix in zee old purse from here on out for those moments of hunger!
Other than that, the weekend went by way too quickly again. WOOSH. And back at monday again, and waking to a beautiful sunny day. You have to laugh, and it is amazing about how much of a pick me up it is when you know on your breaks you can go sit outside with your book and just enjoy a few moments out in the sun. Freckle time!
Thursday, May 4, 2006
a clean house
So what is it about a clean house, blue skies, a good book, a few hours to yourself that seems to do wonders for the soul? I am sure that the answer is pretty self evident in there..
We have been particularly lucky this week weatherwise, shorts weather, blue skies, not too hot, in a word - beautiful, especially because it is spring. Tomorrow I will try to take some pics of my early blooms to capture this moment - savouring it for what it is. It will be strange once I am off work (last day June 30th) and begin the final leg of the "wait". A few days, a few weeks - who knows. It will be strange to have time for myself, for little projects, especially since it the tales are somewhat true, free time and project finishing activities will be put to the side for an undetermined length of time.
Finished off a Scottoline novel, which I thoroughly enjoyed for what it is. Called the Vendetta Defense, it was a good story. I have reverted back to another crime writer. I seem to enjoy the stories that evolve and revolve around a single (or band) character and follows their career. It is appealing to see what the author is going to do with the character's story and life lines. I couldn't imagine a life without books and being able to dive between the covers of a good book for however many minutes I can eek out of it.
We have been particularly lucky this week weatherwise, shorts weather, blue skies, not too hot, in a word - beautiful, especially because it is spring. Tomorrow I will try to take some pics of my early blooms to capture this moment - savouring it for what it is. It will be strange once I am off work (last day June 30th) and begin the final leg of the "wait". A few days, a few weeks - who knows. It will be strange to have time for myself, for little projects, especially since it the tales are somewhat true, free time and project finishing activities will be put to the side for an undetermined length of time.
Finished off a Scottoline novel, which I thoroughly enjoyed for what it is. Called the Vendetta Defense, it was a good story. I have reverted back to another crime writer. I seem to enjoy the stories that evolve and revolve around a single (or band) character and follows their career. It is appealing to see what the author is going to do with the character's story and life lines. I couldn't imagine a life without books and being able to dive between the covers of a good book for however many minutes I can eek out of it.
Wednesday, May 3, 2006
New Canucks Jersey
This is about the state of the union for our team this year... *SIGH* us loyal fans continue to wait. Bring back King Richard I say! Although I have heard time hasn't been so gentle to him...
Grillin' Season
We got a new, fancy schmancy BBQ as a wedding present. I love the damn thing. It has a battery powered "electric" start. No more fearing for my hair and eyebrows every time I turn the beast on (or wuss out and wait for Ken to do it). I have tamed this mighty grilling machine and it is so easy peasy I am quite thrilled about the whole thing.
I like to grill. It is like a primal urge for me. Give me the tongs and giant fork and let me at 'er. I have no idea where this comes from, but I think BBQ season runs the length of the year. We were BBQ'less (after ours gave up the ghost last year) for months, and I missed the taste of grilled meat. This is the real reason why I will never make it as a vegetarian. Besides, I see it all as lines in the sand and choices, and there are some meats (and associated practises) that I just choose not to consume or endorse.
Of course you have to laugh when you listen to our weather reports, very typical, monday to friday glorious sun! saturday and sunday, the liquid love. Then again, I look at how dry everything gets and how quickly, and I can't help but think that perhaps this year I should put out a rain barrel to help conserve even just a little bit of water to use for my flower beds.
I like to grill. It is like a primal urge for me. Give me the tongs and giant fork and let me at 'er. I have no idea where this comes from, but I think BBQ season runs the length of the year. We were BBQ'less (after ours gave up the ghost last year) for months, and I missed the taste of grilled meat. This is the real reason why I will never make it as a vegetarian. Besides, I see it all as lines in the sand and choices, and there are some meats (and associated practises) that I just choose not to consume or endorse.
Of course you have to laugh when you listen to our weather reports, very typical, monday to friday glorious sun! saturday and sunday, the liquid love. Then again, I look at how dry everything gets and how quickly, and I can't help but think that perhaps this year I should put out a rain barrel to help conserve even just a little bit of water to use for my flower beds.
Monday, May 1, 2006
Ridiculously Healthy
Eye opening experience this morning - freezing needles for dental work when one has abcesses or just some inflammed areas is way worse than getting a shot in the arm. Rogam shot was a walk in the park compared to the dental work I have gone through in the last 8 weeks, and truly, neither has been that bad, all things considered.
Well, that was the sound of 28 weeks passing me by. I continue to get a great bill of health. No gestational diabetes (YAYAYAYAY!!!) and everything else is right in the normal range. The heartbeat is loud and strong, and the baby is doing great. Doc doesn't wamt to see me for another 4 weeks, and it looks like the baby is in a good position so breech should be out of the question (another YAYAYAYAY!!).
So, I feel good, contented. Appointments went well, everything is as it should be, spent time with my honey and MIL, spent time in the garden, and enjoyed the wind that seemed to be whipping through the trees all day.
Seems like Refinnej got stuck in some snow today - ironically so did we!! Kinda that it. West Coast style. *AHEM* Going through town today we had the same problem - only for us it was blue skies and pink snow blowing across the sky and tumbling down the road. Not nearly as dramatic as the cold and wet stuff but really pretty.
Time to have a bath with a good book, and call it a day.
Well, that was the sound of 28 weeks passing me by. I continue to get a great bill of health. No gestational diabetes (YAYAYAYAY!!!) and everything else is right in the normal range. The heartbeat is loud and strong, and the baby is doing great. Doc doesn't wamt to see me for another 4 weeks, and it looks like the baby is in a good position so breech should be out of the question (another YAYAYAYAY!!).
So, I feel good, contented. Appointments went well, everything is as it should be, spent time with my honey and MIL, spent time in the garden, and enjoyed the wind that seemed to be whipping through the trees all day.
Seems like Refinnej got stuck in some snow today - ironically so did we!! Kinda that it. West Coast style. *AHEM* Going through town today we had the same problem - only for us it was blue skies and pink snow blowing across the sky and tumbling down the road. Not nearly as dramatic as the cold and wet stuff but really pretty.
Time to have a bath with a good book, and call it a day.
Sunday, April 30, 2006
Recurrent themes
Some people talk about the infamous "baby brain" when you are pregnant, but it seems that for me what pregnancy has brought me is the ability to let go of things with great clarity. This is the umpteenth post in which I declare that I have continued the process and am getting rid of more stuff. Really, we are not that cluttered, but I have a lot of stuff that I have held on to for years.. the clothes from the 80s and being a teenager, and then papers (and books) that have accumulated.. especially since I got a filing cabinet 5 years ago. It was such a great idea at the time, I quickly filled up 2 drawers, and then aside from updating about 10-15 files a year, promptly forgot about the rest.
Well, a bag of shredding, and three recycling bags later, I think we are almost at the end of the "holding on to useless shreds of paper" part of the day. Granted, I am sure all I need to do is turn my back and they will start to accumulate again, at least I have a handle on this stuff now and after this weekend, maybe now we can think of converting the hockey gear storage/computer room in to something that more resembles 1/3 adult space, 2/3s baby space.
Weekend of running errands, laying low, and just being together. It has been really nice. Was bagged from the week, and just needed time to chill in my own place. Got a smoking deal on a king sized duvet, with $75 in coupon savings, which I am pretty stoked about. Picked up some bedding plants today, time to bring more colour to the backyard. Once again, I think weekend hours travel at twice the speed of work hours. It is a conspiracy I am sure.
Well, a bag of shredding, and three recycling bags later, I think we are almost at the end of the "holding on to useless shreds of paper" part of the day. Granted, I am sure all I need to do is turn my back and they will start to accumulate again, at least I have a handle on this stuff now and after this weekend, maybe now we can think of converting the hockey gear storage/computer room in to something that more resembles 1/3 adult space, 2/3s baby space.
Weekend of running errands, laying low, and just being together. It has been really nice. Was bagged from the week, and just needed time to chill in my own place. Got a smoking deal on a king sized duvet, with $75 in coupon savings, which I am pretty stoked about. Picked up some bedding plants today, time to bring more colour to the backyard. Once again, I think weekend hours travel at twice the speed of work hours. It is a conspiracy I am sure.
Thursday, April 27, 2006
Wedding Pictures!
If you want to check our wedding pictures, check us out! Our photographyers were amazing, as you can tell from the pictures. Yes, there are many, many pictures in the galleries, so either take your time and thumb through them all or just visit a few here and there.
I can't believe it has been over a month since we got hitched, time doesn't stand still for anyone. I am glad we didn't do a wedding video, it is so much better having the snapshots to look at, and have your own memories and reflections instead of a moving picture that captures just one dimension of it all and can easily dominate. I remember the laughter, and not being nervous, and just being so happy I could burst.
I look that bad?! Huh?
It isn't even 10 am and it is shaping up to a bit of a bizarre day.
Although I did have a good laugh at the Dilbert Weasel List :] Talk about a unique way to measure popularity, or not.
So, with my "tired" comments of late, apparently some people really take it to heart. I think this falls under the same category as when you are going to get your hair cut, it seems like this is the day that everyone tells you that you hair looks fabulous. Where were these people yesterday??? Well, I just found out that a coworker was concerned about me because I look quite run down and tired, and they hope that I am not pushing myself too hard. This feels like the opposite of the hair dilemma - I felt pretty damn good last week when we were at the conference! I had some funky new skirts to wear, my hair went well, I wasn't rushed, I had a great view from my hotel room, I missed sleeping next to my man, but I really didn't think that I looked like a Mac Truck had hit me??!!!
Whatever. This is the same person that doubted I could pull of a fabulous wedding and be pregnant all at the same time (not to mention the program I finished or other responsibilities). I think we are our own worst enemies, especially when it comes down to self-fulfilling prophecies. I see having kids as another step in life, something that will enrich and challenge I am sure, but will be nothing but rewarding when the chips are down. I don't see it as the end of our lives as we know it, but a departure in to new adventures and seeing life through different eyes again. I don't see roadblocks, I just see curves. For me, this is all about perspective. My cup remains more than half full.
Although I did have a good laugh at the Dilbert Weasel List :] Talk about a unique way to measure popularity, or not.
So, with my "tired" comments of late, apparently some people really take it to heart. I think this falls under the same category as when you are going to get your hair cut, it seems like this is the day that everyone tells you that you hair looks fabulous. Where were these people yesterday??? Well, I just found out that a coworker was concerned about me because I look quite run down and tired, and they hope that I am not pushing myself too hard. This feels like the opposite of the hair dilemma - I felt pretty damn good last week when we were at the conference! I had some funky new skirts to wear, my hair went well, I wasn't rushed, I had a great view from my hotel room, I missed sleeping next to my man, but I really didn't think that I looked like a Mac Truck had hit me??!!!
Whatever. This is the same person that doubted I could pull of a fabulous wedding and be pregnant all at the same time (not to mention the program I finished or other responsibilities). I think we are our own worst enemies, especially when it comes down to self-fulfilling prophecies. I see having kids as another step in life, something that will enrich and challenge I am sure, but will be nothing but rewarding when the chips are down. I don't see it as the end of our lives as we know it, but a departure in to new adventures and seeing life through different eyes again. I don't see roadblocks, I just see curves. For me, this is all about perspective. My cup remains more than half full.
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Milestones
Today marks our successful first month of marriage. I can't say that anything is drastically different, except that we have some great memories and some amazing gifts and pictures.
Today also marks the beginning of the third trimester and being 28 weeks pregnant. I am definitely starting to feel more preggers, and am starting to show. I feel pretty good overall, but I do get tired a lot quicker than I used to which is something to get used too. I think my biggest battle is with body image, getting used to a different me, and a me in which people are looking and touching on occaison your belly for a whole new set of reasons. I feel like spring - blooming in to something different and new too.
I'm reading more, mindless thrillers and suspenseful crime novels. A few more academic ones thrown in for good measure. I keep being told to do as much reading as I can now, since apparently it won't be happening much in the next year. Everyone has some kind of advice to give, some makes sense, some floats through one ear and straight out the next. Still just going through stuff, now it is my desk at work and clearing out all the old papers that have accumulated over time. Amazing that when you get some stuff it is so important to hold on to and then you look at it three years later and the biggest decision is between recycling it or shredding it.
Today also marks the beginning of the third trimester and being 28 weeks pregnant. I am definitely starting to feel more preggers, and am starting to show. I feel pretty good overall, but I do get tired a lot quicker than I used to which is something to get used too. I think my biggest battle is with body image, getting used to a different me, and a me in which people are looking and touching on occaison your belly for a whole new set of reasons. I feel like spring - blooming in to something different and new too.
I'm reading more, mindless thrillers and suspenseful crime novels. A few more academic ones thrown in for good measure. I keep being told to do as much reading as I can now, since apparently it won't be happening much in the next year. Everyone has some kind of advice to give, some makes sense, some floats through one ear and straight out the next. Still just going through stuff, now it is my desk at work and clearing out all the old papers that have accumulated over time. Amazing that when you get some stuff it is so important to hold on to and then you look at it three years later and the biggest decision is between recycling it or shredding it.
Monday, April 24, 2006
A very quick rant
Dealing with people can be the highlight of your day or a reason why you have cats and dogs, or a reason to drink, but that was a few months ago - not now during my "dry period" (although there is something to be said about the extra dry apple soft cider out there).
I despise it when you clearly articulate a piece of information to someone, and then they repeat a question to you, or ask another question which clearly indicates they didn't listen to you in the first place. Then you parrot the information back, to which the person responds by asking the same question in a slightly different way. Could be because the person doesn't like the answer you gave them
Why spend the effort in asking if you aren't willing to listen? Or even glossing over responses on paper/email and then asking a question that was already covered? Bizarre stuff. So, can you tell I was just presented with a very grating example of this that prompted this quiet response... makes me want to hand the person a stupid sign or something.
I despise it when you clearly articulate a piece of information to someone, and then they repeat a question to you, or ask another question which clearly indicates they didn't listen to you in the first place. Then you parrot the information back, to which the person responds by asking the same question in a slightly different way. Could be because the person doesn't like the answer you gave them
Why spend the effort in asking if you aren't willing to listen? Or even glossing over responses on paper/email and then asking a question that was already covered? Bizarre stuff. So, can you tell I was just presented with a very grating example of this that prompted this quiet response... makes me want to hand the person a stupid sign or something.
Saturday, April 22, 2006
Back from the Island..
A short but sweet trip, and always nice to come back home again to the comforts that you always miss when you are away.
Wednesday night my mom and I had a fabulous dinner at the local irish pub - I had the halibut n'chips and it was like candy. Granted, I can't eat like I used to so I was stuffed to the gills and very happy to get back to our hotel and put on my pj's for the night. Our room was amazing - it was right on the point in Victoria where if you looked to the right you had a view of the Inner Harbour and the Parliament Buildings and if you looked left you could see the outer harbour and all the comings and goings. The one thing I forgot about this hotel is how noisy it can be - there are float planes arriving/departing every 5 minutes!!!
Conference was a typical conference, some good presenters and some really dull presenters. I think I made figeting a fine art, and pretty much excused myself on the hour for the loo. Thursday night we had dinner with Sarah and Wy and it was phenomenal. We did take out from the Noodle Box in Chinatown and although I was a little dubious to start, who can resist takeout in the little boxes with chopsticks? My green curry was amazing, and we all chilled, swapped baby stories, and just enjoyed each other's company. Time always goes too fast, but hey, that means you really look forward to next time, right? I can't believe how much Wy has grown, he is 5 months, a strapping young lad and laughing and gurgling and really strong. A real eye opener of what I might be able to expect about Christmastime...
We had a half day friday, and then it was off to trade in some books so I could come home with some new ones to read. I figured that I was really going to town by bringing in two bulging bags worth, but was disuaded of this fact when I was told the guy before me brought in 6 boxes!! The best place I have found to take back books, get your store credit, and then go and explore their huge selection of used and new books. I highly recommend these folks to all book lovers!!!
Another meal at the Irish Pub (where I was once again DRY. Ah, the temptation of strongbows and guinness, but I resisted. Where is this strength coming from? Ah yes, it is an easy no-brainer as far as I am concerned!) and a drive through Beacon Hill park. The flowers are all starting to bloom and then parking along Dallas Road to watched the 'surfers and dog walkers, and the Olympic Mountains across the way, and the sparkling blue waters clutching my single coffee for the day.
Then home!! Then time for the Crush game... It was Regan's last game :< style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Original Crush Forming Members (even I came along in the third year of Crush Existence) left. It was a quiet night, and the team finished the game off with more a sputter rather than a roar. It will be strange not having Kev and Regan around - times like this you realize how much you value friendships in your life, and your routines, and when you connect with certain people. Once again, I thank the gods for the net!!! They depart to the far east, and it is a helluva opportunity for them both, but they will be missed!!!
Phew. I think I am almost caught up with everything?!! I am sure I will think of a few other things as the day wears on...
Wednesday night my mom and I had a fabulous dinner at the local irish pub - I had the halibut n'chips and it was like candy. Granted, I can't eat like I used to so I was stuffed to the gills and very happy to get back to our hotel and put on my pj's for the night. Our room was amazing - it was right on the point in Victoria where if you looked to the right you had a view of the Inner Harbour and the Parliament Buildings and if you looked left you could see the outer harbour and all the comings and goings. The one thing I forgot about this hotel is how noisy it can be - there are float planes arriving/departing every 5 minutes!!!
Conference was a typical conference, some good presenters and some really dull presenters. I think I made figeting a fine art, and pretty much excused myself on the hour for the loo. Thursday night we had dinner with Sarah and Wy and it was phenomenal. We did take out from the Noodle Box in Chinatown and although I was a little dubious to start, who can resist takeout in the little boxes with chopsticks? My green curry was amazing, and we all chilled, swapped baby stories, and just enjoyed each other's company. Time always goes too fast, but hey, that means you really look forward to next time, right? I can't believe how much Wy has grown, he is 5 months, a strapping young lad and laughing and gurgling and really strong. A real eye opener of what I might be able to expect about Christmastime...
We had a half day friday, and then it was off to trade in some books so I could come home with some new ones to read. I figured that I was really going to town by bringing in two bulging bags worth, but was disuaded of this fact when I was told the guy before me brought in 6 boxes!! The best place I have found to take back books, get your store credit, and then go and explore their huge selection of used and new books. I highly recommend these folks to all book lovers!!!
Another meal at the Irish Pub (where I was once again DRY. Ah, the temptation of strongbows and guinness, but I resisted. Where is this strength coming from? Ah yes, it is an easy no-brainer as far as I am concerned!) and a drive through Beacon Hill park. The flowers are all starting to bloom and then parking along Dallas Road to watched the 'surfers and dog walkers, and the Olympic Mountains across the way, and the sparkling blue waters clutching my single coffee for the day.
Then home!! Then time for the Crush game... It was Regan's last game :< style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Original Crush Forming Members (even I came along in the third year of Crush Existence) left. It was a quiet night, and the team finished the game off with more a sputter rather than a roar. It will be strange not having Kev and Regan around - times like this you realize how much you value friendships in your life, and your routines, and when you connect with certain people. Once again, I thank the gods for the net!!! They depart to the far east, and it is a helluva opportunity for them both, but they will be missed!!!
Phew. I think I am almost caught up with everything?!! I am sure I will think of a few other things as the day wears on...
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