I'm currently on a sort of vol-and-told holiday right now. Our office shuts down between Christmas and the new year but we HAVE to use our lieu time or holiday time to fill in the gaps between the various stats. I've been spending my time doing not much of anything other than hanging out with my mom, my nephew, my dog, and my boy (in no particular order).
I've managed to fit in a couple workouts which I hope to continue. I'm not a big person, in fact most consider me quite slim however, I have a very petite structure to go with that so a little extra fat on my thighs looks like a lot more on me than on others. So, I am working on toning up my thighs. Nothing crazy, it's all in the name of good health to be honest. I'm quite happy with my appearance, I just want to firm up a little bit. No biggie :)
Anyway, a job search will be starting up full force in the new year so that should be fun (or not). I'm hoping that many good things will happen this year just like for the last couple years and I know that in order for these good things to happen, I need to work to make them happen so that is my goal. However, I won't be itemizing them at this point. Maybe sometime in the next few days, maybe not. I'm not much for New Year's Resolutions so it wouldn't really be a New Year's Resolution more like a game plan for the year.
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Merry Christmas (or Happy Holidays, whichever)
Merry Christmas!!!
I had a great couple festive days. Usually, I feel a lot more festive leading up to the *big day* but this year not so much. I've decided that because I don't really have coworkers that this is why I have such malaise. I mean, it makes sense right? Normally, part of the whole lead up to Christmas is talking to your colleagues about all the shopping you're doing, the tales of conquering a person's gift or failing miserably etc etc. I do have A coworker, but we're in separate offices so chit chatting is often at a minimum. She's also not in all the time because her position takes her out of the office a lot more than mine. So yes, basically, a lot less Christmas chit chat was going on at work for me and I think that affected my overall festive spirit.
Don't get me wrong, I love Christmas but I seriously could not get it through my head that Christmas was coming. I had done all my shopping so it's not like I was ill-prepared in that fashion, I just didn't feel very festive. Anyway, it has come and gone now and it all worked out and by the time the day was upon us I was just as festive as anyone else.
I had a great couple festive days. Usually, I feel a lot more festive leading up to the *big day* but this year not so much. I've decided that because I don't really have coworkers that this is why I have such malaise. I mean, it makes sense right? Normally, part of the whole lead up to Christmas is talking to your colleagues about all the shopping you're doing, the tales of conquering a person's gift or failing miserably etc etc. I do have A coworker, but we're in separate offices so chit chatting is often at a minimum. She's also not in all the time because her position takes her out of the office a lot more than mine. So yes, basically, a lot less Christmas chit chat was going on at work for me and I think that affected my overall festive spirit.
Don't get me wrong, I love Christmas but I seriously could not get it through my head that Christmas was coming. I had done all my shopping so it's not like I was ill-prepared in that fashion, I just didn't feel very festive. Anyway, it has come and gone now and it all worked out and by the time the day was upon us I was just as festive as anyone else.
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Wow. What a great day.
Worked my butt off all day...but in a good way.
Had a great dinner with colleagues.
Travelled over to a mall to take care of the boy's Christmas gift.
Met a lovely person from BC on my way back to the hotel.
This is why I love that I am independent and comfortable in a great many different situations. I'm good at spending time alone. I'm great at travelling by myself. And then I'm perfectly comfortable to start a conversation with someone.
And I'm glad that I have a boy who loves these things about me.
Win Win Win all around
(I only mention the boy because I've been in relationships where the guy actually hasn't been that comfortable with that side of me, often due to him being insecure)
Worked my butt off all day...but in a good way.
Had a great dinner with colleagues.
Travelled over to a mall to take care of the boy's Christmas gift.
Met a lovely person from BC on my way back to the hotel.
This is why I love that I am independent and comfortable in a great many different situations. I'm good at spending time alone. I'm great at travelling by myself. And then I'm perfectly comfortable to start a conversation with someone.
And I'm glad that I have a boy who loves these things about me.
Win Win Win all around
(I only mention the boy because I've been in relationships where the guy actually hasn't been that comfortable with that side of me, often due to him being insecure)
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
On Sunday, we fell back an hour. Each year when we spring forward, I remind myself that in the fall I'll gain an hour of sleep. Now that time has come for this year and I have mixed feelings.
You see, Sunday went quite well. I had stayed up far too late Friday night and any sleep I get past 830am appears to be useless so even though I slept until 1030, I probably should have just gotten up at 830. Anyway. Saturday night I was exhausted as was the boy. We went to bed early (10/1030), because we're cool like that. Sunday morning he actually kind of slept in considering he's been setting his alarm for 4am recently (it used to be 5am). It was by accident (alarm not set properly) but it worked out well because he had been sick and it helped to clear up a lot of that. And then I proceeded to sleep until about 9am. Yes, 9am after the time change. Now, keep in mind that I wake up for about an hour to two hours when he gets up. And I also take about an hour to fall asleep (unlike he who sleeps like a rock and falls asleep in a flash). But still, that's a lot of sleep. And then I read for an hour. YAY!
Sunday night I went to bed around 10/1030 again. Sweet. I figured I'd be able to get up a bit earlier than my usual last minute o'clock. And I was even kind of right about that. Didn't LEAVE any earlier but I did get to take longer to get ready for work so that's a plus.
Monday night comes along. I've had a somewhat stressful afternoon/evening. Nothing all that huge but just a bunch of small things that added up and basically left me feeling like I could cry at any minute. Hey, I'm sensitive, whatever.
Again we went to bed early. 10? I thought awesome, I'm totally going to get up at 6. This is going to be great! 3am rolls around and I wake up. And basically I watched the minutes tick by until 7 when I actually got up. That's not to say I didn't get ANY more sleep but boy, it was sparse. At 330 I wanted to cry I was so upset about feeling restless and how it was RUINING MY PLAN!!! (Type A much???)
I'm tired, yo.
At about 4am I was cursing the time change. Blaming it for all my misery.
I think it was actually a combination of the time change, my stress level, and the fact that the boy was sleeping poorly. He usually doesn't move at all and I'm basically the princess from the princess and the pea. He was moving around and that definitely was having an impact on me. Oi.
Anyway, now it's nearly 1230 and I'm, uh, overtired I think. I had a conference call that lasted until 11 and I haven't quite wound down from that yet. SIGH.
I thought I had espaced this time change unscathed. Alas, I was wrong.
You see, Sunday went quite well. I had stayed up far too late Friday night and any sleep I get past 830am appears to be useless so even though I slept until 1030, I probably should have just gotten up at 830. Anyway. Saturday night I was exhausted as was the boy. We went to bed early (10/1030), because we're cool like that. Sunday morning he actually kind of slept in considering he's been setting his alarm for 4am recently (it used to be 5am). It was by accident (alarm not set properly) but it worked out well because he had been sick and it helped to clear up a lot of that. And then I proceeded to sleep until about 9am. Yes, 9am after the time change. Now, keep in mind that I wake up for about an hour to two hours when he gets up. And I also take about an hour to fall asleep (unlike he who sleeps like a rock and falls asleep in a flash). But still, that's a lot of sleep. And then I read for an hour. YAY!
Sunday night I went to bed around 10/1030 again. Sweet. I figured I'd be able to get up a bit earlier than my usual last minute o'clock. And I was even kind of right about that. Didn't LEAVE any earlier but I did get to take longer to get ready for work so that's a plus.
Monday night comes along. I've had a somewhat stressful afternoon/evening. Nothing all that huge but just a bunch of small things that added up and basically left me feeling like I could cry at any minute. Hey, I'm sensitive, whatever.
Again we went to bed early. 10? I thought awesome, I'm totally going to get up at 6. This is going to be great! 3am rolls around and I wake up. And basically I watched the minutes tick by until 7 when I actually got up. That's not to say I didn't get ANY more sleep but boy, it was sparse. At 330 I wanted to cry I was so upset about feeling restless and how it was RUINING MY PLAN!!! (Type A much???)
I'm tired, yo.
At about 4am I was cursing the time change. Blaming it for all my misery.
I think it was actually a combination of the time change, my stress level, and the fact that the boy was sleeping poorly. He usually doesn't move at all and I'm basically the princess from the princess and the pea. He was moving around and that definitely was having an impact on me. Oi.
Anyway, now it's nearly 1230 and I'm, uh, overtired I think. I had a conference call that lasted until 11 and I haven't quite wound down from that yet. SIGH.
I thought I had espaced this time change unscathed. Alas, I was wrong.
Thursday, November 4, 2010
I just wrote a post and of course, blogger messed up and it's gone. That's it. I'm not re-writing it but the jist of it was that I am going to start taking notes when blog posts come to mind while I'm driving to work. Taking notes on pen and paper, no cell phone...that's against the law :)
Be back tomorrow
Be back tomorrow
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Sick
I have had a cold now for two weeks. It gets better then worse then better then worse. It's never quite as bad as those first few days but ugh, does it suck. Today, I'm feeling especially gross but I think it's because it's been going on for soooo long and I just want it to be done. Now. I'm sure I'll be in bed and fast asleep by 10 tonight.
You know how when you're not very sick, you just keep on going and so it takes longer to get rid of? That's definitely what's going on here. Today, I had to go to a meeting and I ended up being dragged to The Bay with my mom (a post for tomorrow perhaps!). But otherwise I have been napping/relaxing so I'm hoping this pays off. Cross your fingers for me.
Hopefully, when I feel better tomorrow (positive thoughts!), I will write tomorrow about my "lovely" experience at The Bay downtown. Unimpressed barely describes the experience.
You know how when you're not very sick, you just keep on going and so it takes longer to get rid of? That's definitely what's going on here. Today, I had to go to a meeting and I ended up being dragged to The Bay with my mom (a post for tomorrow perhaps!). But otherwise I have been napping/relaxing so I'm hoping this pays off. Cross your fingers for me.
Hopefully, when I feel better tomorrow (positive thoughts!), I will write tomorrow about my "lovely" experience at The Bay downtown. Unimpressed barely describes the experience.
Thursday, October 7, 2010
I recently went to Toronto on a work trip. I actually had the opportunity to be a bit of a tourist rather than be stuck in a hotel working the whole time so that part was really nice. What wasn't nice was trying to find places to eat around my hotel. OMG that was brutal. I ended up having one dinner at The Keg which was nice since a lot of their stuff is very gluten free friendly and they even have a separate menu which was a nice touch but of course, that's a bit more expensive. However, much more reasonable than the lunch I had at my hotel. OMG. BRUTAL. Which is what lead to me wanting to find a different place for lunch the next day.
I hopped on Google to try to figure out what was near by and noticed there was a Boston Pizza not far away. They have GF pizza's that are just sooooooooo good. Except, while it looked not far away it was a good 15 minute walk from my hotel in plus 35 (celsius) heat. Awesome. And when I got there they were full and the wait was 20 minutes and I was dying of the heat. I ended up deciding to go elsewhere which was pretty much my 2nd mistake (my first was not opting to go to The Keg again for lunch, lol). I ended up going to a couple other places and reading their menu outside to decide if I wanted to go inside. Except, I didn't. I ended up at Tony Roma's and when I asked the manager there about GF options he was USELESS. I'm sorry but if the manager is useless, then it's really just a pointless restaurant excursion because OMG if they don't get it, their staff won't either. I ended up having fries. yay!!!!!! Anyway, I later found out that all their rib sauces are GF so I could have had ribs but since the manager was useless, I didn't know that. Woohoo.
Anyway, I figured Toronto would be super eassy to find GF food because hello, huge city! That means more people with a special diet like this. But nope, I had bigger obstacles than in Winnipeg. Although, I'm pretty sure the only reason I don't have huge obstacles here is that I'm familiar with the lay of the land as it were and so I know where to go. And I have a car so I can go wherever I please rather than being at the mercy of where I can walk/taxi/bus without getting lost. Oh well!!! I was there for a conference of sorts and I must say, they were awesome at ensuring GF meals HOWEVER, my only complaint is that I had to find a server and ask them for my food (it was a buffet for most people). I felt like this created an obstacle as well as singled me out. I work in the disabilities community and I really strongly believe in eliminating barriers. I hate when people need to ask for a key to an elevator in order to ensure accessibility, that type of thing however, I felt like I was basically "asking for the key" in order to get my lunch. I really just wish they had had the buffet items labelled as to what they are with a little "GF" symbol next to them. If I couldn't get protein off the GF buffet, then fine, make me ask I guess but almost guaranteed there were items I could have had from the buffet but since they weren't marked, I wasn't going to risk it :(
Anyway, this has made me want to become more involved in advocacy work. I think the more restaurants know about gluten intolerances and the more they know how EASY it is to accommodate then the better. So yes, I am on a mission. Watch out.
In happier news, I discovered Kinni-Kritters this week. Yum!!! I've been a wee bit jealous of my nephew because he can have all the animal crackers he wants but yay now I can have them too!!! Other than bread and pasta, there aren't a ton of gluten type foods that I love. I like cookies but I don't love them so no big deal. I've really only ever like chocolate cake/brownies and I have a store that makes FAB GF brownines so that dilema is solved. And Glutino makes amazing crackers that I love. The Kinni-Kritters just completes the "missing" food from my life. YAY!!!
I hopped on Google to try to figure out what was near by and noticed there was a Boston Pizza not far away. They have GF pizza's that are just sooooooooo good. Except, while it looked not far away it was a good 15 minute walk from my hotel in plus 35 (celsius) heat. Awesome. And when I got there they were full and the wait was 20 minutes and I was dying of the heat. I ended up deciding to go elsewhere which was pretty much my 2nd mistake (my first was not opting to go to The Keg again for lunch, lol). I ended up going to a couple other places and reading their menu outside to decide if I wanted to go inside. Except, I didn't. I ended up at Tony Roma's and when I asked the manager there about GF options he was USELESS. I'm sorry but if the manager is useless, then it's really just a pointless restaurant excursion because OMG if they don't get it, their staff won't either. I ended up having fries. yay!!!!!! Anyway, I later found out that all their rib sauces are GF so I could have had ribs but since the manager was useless, I didn't know that. Woohoo.
Anyway, I figured Toronto would be super eassy to find GF food because hello, huge city! That means more people with a special diet like this. But nope, I had bigger obstacles than in Winnipeg. Although, I'm pretty sure the only reason I don't have huge obstacles here is that I'm familiar with the lay of the land as it were and so I know where to go. And I have a car so I can go wherever I please rather than being at the mercy of where I can walk/taxi/bus without getting lost. Oh well!!! I was there for a conference of sorts and I must say, they were awesome at ensuring GF meals HOWEVER, my only complaint is that I had to find a server and ask them for my food (it was a buffet for most people). I felt like this created an obstacle as well as singled me out. I work in the disabilities community and I really strongly believe in eliminating barriers. I hate when people need to ask for a key to an elevator in order to ensure accessibility, that type of thing however, I felt like I was basically "asking for the key" in order to get my lunch. I really just wish they had had the buffet items labelled as to what they are with a little "GF" symbol next to them. If I couldn't get protein off the GF buffet, then fine, make me ask I guess but almost guaranteed there were items I could have had from the buffet but since they weren't marked, I wasn't going to risk it :(
Anyway, this has made me want to become more involved in advocacy work. I think the more restaurants know about gluten intolerances and the more they know how EASY it is to accommodate then the better. So yes, I am on a mission. Watch out.
In happier news, I discovered Kinni-Kritters this week. Yum!!! I've been a wee bit jealous of my nephew because he can have all the animal crackers he wants but yay now I can have them too!!! Other than bread and pasta, there aren't a ton of gluten type foods that I love. I like cookies but I don't love them so no big deal. I've really only ever like chocolate cake/brownies and I have a store that makes FAB GF brownines so that dilema is solved. And Glutino makes amazing crackers that I love. The Kinni-Kritters just completes the "missing" food from my life. YAY!!!
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