Finally

I have FINALLY found a dress to wear to an upcoming wedding.  I have probably tried on 30 dresses.  I'm not even kidding.  Today, at my second store of the day, I put this on, it wasn't too long/short/unflattering/revealing/hot/casual/dressy, so I bought it.  It happens to make my boobs look enormous, but otherwise it's the best I've found.  Thank god I can stop looking.  Now if only I could find a swimsuit.

Update

I have been absent again!

I don't really have an excuse this time... I didn't get married again or go on another honeymoon.  Ooops.

I've been running a little more than I was before, I've been yogaing a little more too, which I'm enjoying.

I've been living with my husband AND his brother, which is interesting in a small condo.

I've been flying, sometimes to Maui, which is a great escape from the cold weather.

I also bought a new winter jacket, which I love.

What else?  I took Matt to Vancouver for his birthday, and we went to the Vancouver Aquarium.  We also ate some delicious sushi for a lot less money than Calgary's sushi.

Soon, it will be Christmas and Kristen and Jordan will be here!  Hurray!

Time to rest!

I unexpectedly got to Hawaii. Yes. Hawaii. I was sick for a day, so I didn't work one of my scheduled pairings, but then I was healthy, so I was on reserve for three days. They called me in the afternoon, gave me a pairing for the three days, and oh wait look! A pairing to Honolulu! I have been itching to get a Hawaii overnight. They are practically impossible to get, and I've been bidding for them since I started, and never got one. Then, I'm on reserve, and they call me in for one! Someone must have been on their death bed to call in sick for a Hawaii, but I'm not too upset about that since I GOT IT! So you work all night to Honolulu, get in late late, we had a couple of drinks at the pool side bar, then went to sleep for a few hours, got up, had a beautiful buffet breakfast on the beach, then went and had a little nap on Waikiki beach, had another nap in my hotel room, and then got up to work all night back to Calgary. It was incredible. I was surprised that Waikiki beach was so small... I imagined it to be huge, but it was very small and PACKED full of people. Either way, it was the beach, so there wasn't much to complain about. I was ecstatic.

From now until after Christmas, I'm only working a tiny bit, so I'm happy that I get to spend time at home and rest. And I'm pretty much done my shopping with the exception of two gifts. Seriously. I love it. I even have a bunch wrapped!! I'm feeling great about it.

It's pretty cold around Canada these days. Every city I've gone to has been colder and colder than the previous one. People are getting stranded in cities because planes can't fly out due to the snow, and we're delayed almost every flight because of all the de-icing. Arg. Oh well, I don't have to deal with ANY of the pre Christmas flying stress. Hallelujah! For all the rest of you? Suckas!

On a side note, Ellen has this new game on her show. I can't remember the name, but man it's hysterical. Someone gets up on this podium, and there's a ball pit behind them, and a moving wall coming towards them with a shape cut out of it. The object of the game is to make your body the shape of the hole in the wall so that the wall passes through you. If you aren't the right shape and you can't fit through the wall, you fall into the ball pit. It's way too funny. I pretty much die laughing every time I see it. You should all try to see it. It will make your day.

Happy Birthday!

Today is Kirsten and Katie's birthday! So happy birthday to you both.

I'm off to work again today, but thankfully I get a later check-in... I'm sick of waking up early. I worked at Starbucks this week, early both days, and for anyone who cares or might be curious (ahem Kristen ahem) the Christmas launch is November 8th. So Christmas will once again throw up on Starbucks the night of the 7th, and when you walk in on the 8th it will be all Christmas all day. Red red red everywhere. (I always describe Christmas at Starbucks as "Christmas threw up all over Starbucks" because seriously, there is Christmas paraphernalia* EVERYWHERE. The signs, the shelves, the cups, the floor, the machines, just everywhere. And don't even start on the music.) The "soft launch" is on the 2nd I think, so technically you can order the drinks on the 2nd, and we should have all the ingredients, but in Ottawa, doubtful. Kristen remember that time that dude gave me major attitude for asking for the Cinnamon Dolce before the date? "Next time don't ask a manager to give you something early". Idiot.

This pairing is exciting for me, not because I'm looking forward to it at all, but because when I get home, Matt will be HERE! I get home Saturday, and so does he. I can't even tell you how excited I am... Not only to have him around, but to FINALLY not be in a long distance relationship, something I swore I would never do again. I hate long distance, I hate everything being over the phone, I hate who I am in this stupid long distance relationship... It's all dumb. Here's a little example of how I'm totally ridiculous. Today I got frustrated because I couldn't hear him properly over the phone and somehow that threw me into a tizzy. And then he called me on it, and then I got even more mad because I realized how stupid I was for being mad because I couldn't hear him but even worse he told me I was being stupid even though he didn't call me stupid but in my head he was definitely calling me stupid and blah blah ahhhh I'm so mad.

So that's pretty much who I am in a long distance relationship, and it's a wonder he's even coming back at all. I just can't wait to relax, not be lame and be a real human being again. (Just in my defense, I'm not like that ALL the time. Sometimes. And sometimes a little more often than sometimes. But I usually admit it at the end that I'm just being stupid. Usually.)

Next month, just get ready for this... Are you ready? Ready? I have three whole overnights in Orlando. Yes. Orlando, where Mickey lives, where it's hot, where palm trees flourish, and where everything is dirt cheap. Oh yes. The month before Christmas, I get to go spend less money for more stuff. I just can't even wait. Hopefully it will be stupid cold here, and I can pack my shorts and dance around in the sun while buying cheap things. Doesn't that sound fun? I'll try to get someone to take a picture of me doing that because it will be funny.

I should probably stop dinking around and maybe take a shower or pack my suitcase. Even though I have a late check in, I still actually have to go to work.

*I don't think I knew there was an "r" in "paraphernalia". Actually scrap that, I knew. I just forgot.

H and M? (blogger isn't letting me put the "and" sign... not sure why)

A store with my initials HAS to be fabulous right? Right. It's awesome. In Montreal, in Toronto, and probably a lot of other great cities. Do you know where is licks testicles? Calgary. Yep. Sucks.

I went in today after hearing from two different sources that it was bad. I kept a positive attitude, decided I would find out for myself if it was good or bad. I had a pair of fabulous jeans that I got in the one in Toronto that I wanted to exchange for a different size, and I thought instead of waiting until I go back to Toronto, I would do it here, since YAY we have an H&M here. Well, it was bad. Very very bad. It is sort of like Le Chateau. So not great. And they didn't even have the jeans I had.

I walked around, looking for all the cool print t's and the graphic hoodies, searching for all the things with skulls all over them and super trendy clothes that can't be found anywhere else. There were none. NONE.

I found a cute tank top and decided to buy it. When I was at the till I decided to ask the worker why it sucked so very badly. He informed me that they only carry a few of the lines that H&M has. So the super cool line with all the super cool clothes? Not at this H&M. BUT, there are supposed to be two more H&Ms opening within the year here in Calgary, so they will have more of the lines. But for now, extreme disappointment. I told him that it was a tragedy, and he looked at me and said "sweetie, you're telling me. I'm stuck wearing a bad american eagle button up knockoff to work!" and I giggled, and felt slightly better since he hated it too.

So now I'll have to resort to eastern H&Ms with more tax until Calgary decides we can be cool too.

I hate bathing suits (wherein I use a derogatory name for breasts a couple of times)

So I think I'm going to Orlando for Yvette's birthday... In March she's turning 21, and we decided what better way to celebrate her worldwide coming of drinking age than grabbing our significant others (I have come to terms with the fact that I have a boyfriend gentleman caller), and having ourselves a little four person celebration down in the states.

So what came to my attention by the above mentioned boyfriend gentleman caller, is that I might need a bathing suit. The only thing I have close to a bathing suit is the one I got at least one year before I was a nanny, which is quite a long time ago. And I have changed sizes just a smidge since then. So today while I was at the mall attempting to get Kristen's Whirly Pop (which I couldn't get... I'm sorry, I'm a terrible sister) I decided to try on bathing suits. Well, I was less than successful. My problem, and I'll just come right out and say it, is that I have a different size tits than ass. Am I the only girl who has this problem? I can't believe that that's the case. Anyway, on with the nightmare. So the bathing suits that come in a convenient little set (which are normally the cute ones) don't fit me, because in order to fit on top, there's a saggy little hunk of material hanging off my ass which isn't really attractive. So I try a smaller size, then my boobs are hanging out the sides, top and bottom of the top piece. What I need is the mix & match style bathing suits. Prints? UG-O. So I either need to have a 65 year old's bathing suit that fits, or some kind of material or boob hanging out of a cute print bikini. I'm going to try Bikini Village, because if I'm not mistaken they have a LOT more mix & match styles. Swimco just didn't do it for me. And surprisingly enough, I don't even hate myself in a bikini. Lately I've been having some not loving my body issues, but yeah, the whole bikini problem was all about the lame sizing and not the me puking at the sight of me in one.

So I hope I solve my problem before March, when this trip is hopefully occurring, and I can be in Orlando in a hot bikini that fits both tits and ass.

Why?

I always wonder why I choose to go shopping on boxing day. The sales aren't usually that great... Most stores don't even have sales, others have sales like

"50% off!!!! (on already reduced merchandise)"

and in the rare store that has a great sale, it's normally on all week. So I ask myself why I wake up at 7 in the morning, drive to the mall, spend 20 minutes finding a parking spot, get walked into by fifty ladies with too many bags, stand in line to get into a store, get elbowed by thirteen year olds who have finally gotten permission from their parents to go to the mall alone (only because they don't want to take them themselves), rummage through the disaster zones they call clothing stores, and then wait in line for half an hour to buy a shirt that's five dollars off. Today someone finally solved this age old question.

She said: "Why do men go sit alllll day in the freezing cold in the forest to hunt a duck when they can just go buy one at the grocery store? It's because it's so much more satisfying to have something that they really worked hard at. It's all about the hunt!"

When someone compliments me on the shirt that I got for five dollars off, I don't just say "Thanks!", I say "Thanks! I got it on boxing day!" I'm proud to say I braved the insanity that is boxing day shopping to get this shirt.

It's all about the hunt. It makes sense to me now. It's my way of hunting, without holding a gun or killing an animal.

Weekend Update

I had a great weekend and part of the week, and I'm thinking the rest of my week slash weekend will go equally as well.

On Friday I worked and went out for drinks with some work people, then on Saturday I went Christmas shopping with the g-ma and got a killer coat and some sweaters. Then I got a late night call from Yvette telling me that she was coming to my place in 20 minutes and we were going to crash the staff party. I got all dolled up and off we went. It was a gong show. That's about all I can say. I worked super early the next morning, so I wasn't a gong show per se, but Yvette and I were definitely there and having a great time.

The next morning I went to work for 5:45 only to find out I actually worked at 5:30... Oops. But then, THREE WHOLE NIGHTS in Ottawa, meaning home cooked dinners and chillin with the sis and Jordan. I chilled out at their place most of them time, but got a little too comfortable in a chair at Chapters one of the days waiting for Jordan to be done at school, and fell asleep only to be woken up by the security guard informing me that I wasn't supposed to sleep in Chapters. I guess my Sufjan Stevens in my iPod and my Spanish book combined with the smell of Starbucks and a comfy chair were a lethal combination. I was kind of mortified, especially when the guard came back like 10 times to make sure I wasn't asleep again. Oh well.

I came home today, had some Vietnamese and bubble tea with Yvette, and then tomorrow I'm getting a haircut, working at starbies and I think I have a date. I don't leave again until Wednesday, so I'm pretty stoked to have the weekend off.

That's the weekend update, I guess it wasn't that exciting. After having re-read it, it seems kinda meh, but I had a great time, and I think I'm just really excited for this weekend.

Enough.

I was getting really grossed out every time I went to my blog and saw the story about the puking, and then reading the comments about "guess what this kid had for lunch"... Enough. No more puking.

I leave tonight for my big Vegas adventure. I borrowed my mum's camera so that I can be as touristy as I can (and since my camera has seems to decide when and where it wants to take pictures, leaving no control whatsoever upon me). I think I'm going to focus on the shopping... My hotel is apparently just blocks away from the Fashion Show Mall where it seems that I can find pretty much everything. AND, a friend has informed me that if I go to the customer service desk at Macy's and tell them I'm Canadian, I get 11% off everything in the entire store. Sounds good to me! I'm hoping to hit up Bath & Bodyworks, Macy's, and really that's all I know. I don't have much money to shop for myself, but shopping for Christmas will hopefully be successful. I have to remember as I'm packing that I plan on buying a crap load of stuff, so I can leave a little room in my suitcase.

Does anyone know how much stuff I'm technically allowed to bring back to Canada from the states in 22 hours? I'm sure I'll buy way more, but I figure I'll just write down everything and hope I don't have to pay too much extra when I go through customs. Maybe I can sweet talk the customs agent... though I will be wearing multiple clothing items made of polyester, so maybe not. Darn.


So I just checked the Vegas weather... Thursday 20 degrees, Friday 17 degrees. Feels a touch better than here, where on Thursday it's supposed to be minus 8 degrees, and Friday where the HIGH is minus 19. Maybe I'll fall ill in Las Vegas and have to stay there for a few more days to recover.

That's all I've got. I swear if someone pukes on my flights, I'm going to snap.