Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Monday, December 27, 2010
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Monday, November 15, 2010
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Saturday, October 16, 2010
LONG story short, I lived with 2 of my best friends of 15 years for about 4 years. Things fell apart and basically, after a lot of hurtful things on both ends we haven’t spoken in over a year. One of my other friends is still close with them and she and I have been able to keep our friendship strong through all of it. Her birthday is coming up and even though she hasn’t even mentioned anything about it yet there is a really good chance that the ex-roommates will be there which would make things EXTREMELY awkward, mostly for me.
I have been thinking a lot lately about calling the ex-roommates to rectify things and try to clear the air but I know deep down it wouldn’t change anything and no matter what I said, they wouldn’t understand why things happened the way they did or why I chose to act/react the way I did. I was talking with someone about this whole scenario and she had a great point. She said that the only way a friendship between the ex-roommates and I could ever happened again is if all of us wiped the slate clean and forgot about everything that happened. Basically start over.
But how can one possibly do that?
How do I erase the painful words and actions and all of the emotional stress that it caused me? How do I ignore the fact that people who I thought were my “best friends forever” were so quick to be okay with not ever talking to me again? How do I be the new me with people who only knew the old me?
I know that it’s the “mature” thing to do and it really does make sense, I just don’t have any idea how I could do it.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
So my lovely bloggy friends, I would love to know your opinions.
This is what my hair currently looks like.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
When you least expect it
You’ll feel the spark.
It will pull you in from the cold,
Shine light into your dark.
Sights, sounds, tastes,
Will all seem brand new.
You can face the world with your head held high
… Confident in you.
But how? You wonder.
How can you make this be?
Take a long look in the mirror
… See what I see.
Every wrinkle, spot or line.
Every freckle… all part of a design.
It’s what makes you who you are,
What makes your face different than mine.
Can you just imagine,
What’s deeper inside?
Every feeling, every heartbeat,
Everything your body can hide.
No one else can be you.
They can’t even try.
So again, look in the mirror,
Take a deep breath and sigh.
Be true to yourself.
Be true to your soul.
Wake up every morning
With an exquisite life as your goal.
Let the past be the past,
Tomorrow is a new day.
Start with loving yourself
And your life will change in everyway.
Friday, October 1, 2010
Every now and then we need to clear our minds and our bodies and basically get our selves back in order.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Now back to my point...
If you have ever been to Lilu's blog you are probably firmiliar with a little something she likes to call "Shiz My Boyfriend Says". Trust me that man of hers says some crazy shiz. Her posts got me thinking about The Fisherman and the random ramblings he says and I realized they were completely post worthy.
So ladies and gents... here you go:
One of the first times I was over at his house he wanted to show me something in the basement which I had never seen before (side note... he wanted to show me his guitar and other musical instruments. Hearing your man playing rock songs for you is so HOT). Anyhoo... as we were walking down to the basement:
Me - "is your basement developed"
Fisherman - "its a little immature"
A few months back Leah, The Fisherman, Work BFF and I all went out for some beers/dancing. This was a few days after Leah had her second seizure and we were all a little worried about her but she had been secluded in the house for 3 days and needed to get OUT. Leah's boyfriend called and was not pleased with the fact that she was out. When she hung up the phone:
Fisherman - "Was that your boyfriend?"
Leah - "Yeah... he's just worried about me being out"
Fisherman - "Tell him not to worry. Just tell him you are out having a few beers, you arent having any Caesar's"
There are many more of these little blurbs to come. Lately they have all been a little inappropriate... I might just have to save them for a TMI Thursday post.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Don’t get me wrong, I love the fall. I love turtlenecks and boots and scarves and everything orange, but I felt like these golden drying out leaves were taunting me… whispering in cute little voices “winter’s coming… la-la-la… no more summer for you… la-la-la”.
Those little bitches.
Anyhoo… although the fall and winter are sadly just around the corner, I am very much looking forward to the many nights I will spend snuggled up with The Fisherman. Drinking wine, watching Entourage and/or just enjoying each other’s company. It may be colder outside but I can guarantee you that I will be kept warm!
Thursday, September 9, 2010
On the drive there I was the acting adult and told my mom “don’t feed her information” and “make sure she doesn’t take you for a fool and scam you for more money”. As I said… I was skeptic.
When we got to the mediums “office” (by office I mean home), we met a younger lady. She seemed normal. No scarves wrapped around her head or Spencer Pratt gems hanging anywhere (click on that link… its worth it) She just had a table and some candles burning. She welcomed us in and said that my sister “wasn’t there yet” but she knew we were coming because she had been around the medium all day. I rolled my eyes and sat down. The three of us (medium, me and my mom) just started talking about how it would work and mid-sentence I swear I felt shivers like I have never felt before. It felt like a head to toe ZING!! It was to the point where I sat straight up in my chair and looked right at my mom. She said “did you feel that???”
The medium said “your sister is here”.
(To this day I have only felt shivers like that once more, it was when I was driving and I honestly burst into tears after).
Still not convinced that the medium was for real (she could have had some A/C blasting or something… people are tricky) I waited for her to start talking. My mom asked a few questions and the answers seemed pretty general and nothing that made me really believe in it.
Not until my mom said “did she like what we did for her funeral?” (my poor mom… so distraught and confused… she didn’t know what to ask). The medium replied and said “yes, she was there in spirit, you know she was**. She’s telling me everything was beautiful and that she really liked her… socks??” The medium sort of laughed at that point thinking that it was a ridiculous thing to say but my mom and I knew why… When we had to choose the clothing for her to wear we chose very simple black clothes but we secretly chose bright rainbow colored toes socks. No one in the entire world knew that except me, my mom and whoever dressed her at the funeral home.
** We knew she was there because the power went out at the moment everything started to get too serious. And during the funeral it was the loudest thunderstorm ever, it actually sounded like they were moving furniture in the room next to us, as soon as the funeral was over, I mean the SECOND it was over, when the car got around the corner, the rain stopped and the brightest rainbow came across the sky**
The medium also said “she’s showing me a cross necklace with a stone in the middle” (exactly what she wore)… “and a ring…” when she said ring she pointed to her middle finger on her left hand. But not where you would wear a ring normally, it was half way down her finger before the knuckle.
At the funeral when my family and I had our last moments with her before closing the casket my little sister took her hand and put a ring on it. It was too small to fit so it sat half way down her finger… on the ring finger of her left hand.
Again, no one except my family knew that.
That’s when I believed.
She told us some other very personal things. None of which I could really explain. When my mom and I left, we didn’t speak to each other on the drive home. We both just sat there in deep in thought. The only way I can describe the experience is creepy, yet comforting.
I have had some other eerie moments over the years when I just knew deep down it was my sister letting me know she’s there. It truly helps me to know she’s always watching out for me.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Are you confused? So am I.
Ok here’s the scoop. So as I've mentioned before, the company I work for is lame and I want to leave. Three other people (out of six) have very recently quit. I have been on the job hunt for a while now but haven’t found the right new job yet. After all of the other resignations my supervisor (the one I mentioned here…) pulled me into her office and asked me if I was happy working there. Now although she can be a biotch at times, she is not the owner of the company and I feel like I could confide in her if needed. She looked me straight in the eye and asked me if I was planning on leaving. I couldn’t lie to her. I told her that I was actively looking and that I will be leaving (hopefully) somewhat soon (for reasons which she said she completely understood). She also told me that whatever she and I talked about in her office that day wouldn’t leave her office.
She went and told the owners that I was planning on leaving. Fuck.
Now, my position there is not one that is easy to replace or train for. So in a panic she started interviewing for my position… which I hadn’t even quit yet! She then pulled me into her office last week and told me that they had a plan. They found someone they want to hire to replace me, and they want me to give my 2 week resignation from that position and then stay on as a “floater” until the end of October if needed. The pros for me are that I am guaranteed work until the end of October and that I can leave at any point with no notice if I find something after my 2 weeks is up. The cons are if I don’t find something by the end of October… I’m so screwed!
So somehow they are letting me go… but not really.
This just adds to why I hate working for this company and why I can’t wait to get out of there. So pray for me blog-land. Pray I find something AMAZING before the end of October!
Monday, September 6, 2010
Some days I am so jealous of her.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
And then there are people like me… wanderers.
I have no clue what I want to do for a career. I’m 26; one would think I would have some idea by now but nope. Nothing.
Instead I want to do everything and nothing.
I want to become a photographer and travel the world and take pictures of the beauty that I see in everyday things. But then again I want to work in a 9–5 office job for the rest of my life for the routine of it because then I would know what to expect and where my next pay cheque will come from and where my stapler is. And I would know that I would be home every day in time to watch Ellen.
I want to be a wedding planner and help couples create the most magical day of their lives. But then again I don’t want to work on weekends… or deal with psycho brides.
I want to be a food critic, or a secret shopper, or a judge on Americas Next Top Model, or a flight attendant, or a writer for Hallmark, or a sunglasses designer, or a professional blogger. But I don’t like any of those ideas enough, or have enough drive that I would want to do them for the rest of my life.
No not me, instead I will be one of those people who at 90 years old will have a list of (I’m assuming) 42 jobs that I have held in my lifetime.
And to be honest… its sounds so damn exciting!
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Although it was my first visit to Montreal I couldn’t stay long or see too much of the city but I was okay with that because my main priorities for the weekend was to see THIS GIRL and to be there for the most memorable day of Work BFF’s life (so far).
The wedding ceremoney was at the most breath taking church (cathedral?) I have ever seen!
So remember how I mentioned before that I wasn’t able to go to the wedding because of the crazy costs of the flights and how we got a great deal with some buddy passes from our friend who works for an airline and was going to the wedding as well? Well… there is one stipulation with buddy passes. You fly stand-by.
So 3am rolls around and we are all at the wedding looking something like this…
…and making plans to go to some type of after-hour-shin-dig when we get a phone call from the friend who arranged our flight.
“uhhh…. Guys…. Were not getting on the flight I originally thought. Change of plans. We need to be at the airport at 4:30”.
So we rush back to the hotel (en route Leah has a drunken french argument with the ass-hole cab driver - awesome) and throw our stuff in our suitcases. We packed in such a rush that I left my bathing suit in the closet. Grab another cab and hurry our drunken and tired selves to the airport.
We catch a flight to Toronto.
FYI – a flight directly from Montreal to Calgary only takes about 5 hours. We travelled for almost 12 hours.
After what seemed like the longest day of my life, I went home and slept for 13 hours straight.
Flying Stand-by? Not so awesome…
Saturday, August 7, 2010
I was laying there all sprawled out. Jeopardy on in the background, kitten purring and intertwined thru my arms and took a deep breath.
I was so compeltely content and I realized its because I have absolutely no drama in my life. None, nada, zip, zero, nothing.
And I made it that way.
I realized that I took all the things in my world that were stressing me out and I either fixed them or got rid of them. (The job change is still in the works but its not stressing me out). I took the necessary steps to make MY life better. Along the way, some didn’t understand and eventually were no longer part of my life. Others stood by me and not only supported me but pushed me to make the positive changes I needed to. It was hard at times. It was eye opening and it was definitely an emotional roller coaster. But now I am happy. Blissfully happy.
Recently something came up that put my “growth” to the test. It was a he-said-she-said situation regarding someone very close to me. At first I didn’t know how to react so I took the advice my dad has given me for years. “Before you act, take 30 seconds to really think about it”. I took more than 30 seconds, I took a couple of hours. And eventually made the right reaction decision. A year ago I would have just reacted and, in this specific situation, probably caused some uneccessary comotion. Instead, because I took the time to think before I acted I chose to react in a way that dealt with the issue head on and in turn left no drama for me. Once the air was cleared and everything was sorted out, I knew I made the right choice.
I'm not trying to give advice in this post, or brag about how happy I am. That’s not my intention at all. I just want to put it out there that positive changes can happen when you make them happen. We cant control the world around us, the only thing we can control is our actions and reactions to the world around us.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
*cough cough* it’s the post right below *cough cough*
Well I finally heard back about it and the “company” is deciding to “reevaluate the structure of their company”and they are putting the hiring of that position “on hold right now” but they will “keep my resume on file because they really like me” and “hopefully something will come open in the future”.
Sorry for all the “ “s but seriously WTF? Why go thru the hiring process and post their ad and waste my time and theirs if they arent even sure if they are hiring for the job??
Anyhoo… moving on.
(I have applied for a few other great jobs but I’m not gonna jynx them by mentioning them on here)
In other news… my Work BFF/outside of work BFF is getting married in less than 2 weeks in Montreal. Her and her finace are flippin-full-of-awesome-sauce and I love them to bits! I couldn’t go to their wedding because of a few factors:
1 – Money – a flight to Montreal from Calgary is running around $700 – ouch.
2 – Time off work – we work together and she is gone for 2 weeks (obvs to get married) . I am supposed to cover her and her to cover me when one is on vacation, there was no way I was getting time off to go. Not even for a day… my work is pretty shitty strict about that.
3 – A place to stay – I don’t know anyone in Montreal so I would have to pay for a hotel … by myself… on top of the cost of my flight, and a wedding gift, and food, and shopping/spending money.
So I had to tell her that I couldn’t come to their wedding and my heart was broken. I have spent pretty much this entire year hanging out with the 2 of them and I just couldn’t imagine not being there but sadly my wallet couldn’t fathom paying over $1000 for one weekend.
Well just when I thought all hope was lost all the Mich-cant-go-on-vacation-factors disappeared!! A “new” girl at work will be covering for Work BFF while she is gone, time off work… CHECK! Another one of our kick-ass friends is going to the wedding and works for an airline and can hook us up with buddy passes, cheaper flight… CHECK! And we are getting a great deal on a hotel split between 3 people, place to stay… CHECK!
Ladies and Gents… Mich is going to Montreal!!!
Time to brush up on my French…
Le Poisson Le Poisson…
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
I hate my job.
I hate the company that I work for.
I love the people I work with (most of them).
I work for a construction company. It’s a fair sized company but there are tons of employees who work on site and aren’t in the office very much. In fact there are only 6 people who work in the office and do the administrative work. I am one of them.
Last week I had an interview with a WAY BETTER COMPANY to do a WAY BETTER JOB. My interview went really well and I am (fingers crossed) supposed to hear from them on Tuesday to know if I got the job. If I get it, I will be giving my notice a.s.a.f.p. (as soon as freakin possible!).
Here’s where the shit on the fan comes in. The girl who works beside me had a great interview somewhere else last week and found out today she got the job! She is planning on giving her notice on Friday. Then out of no where today at a meeting, we found out that one of the other ladies gave her resignation today. THEN because our receptionist is my work BFF (and outside of work BFF) and tells me everything, I know that in 6 weeks (after her wedding) she is giving her notice as well.
So the team of 6 is going down to 2 all in a matter of weeks. The 3 of us that will be quitting over the next few weeks had a moment of “oh crap… they don’t know what’s about to hit them” after the meeting today.
Well (insert current employer name here), Karma is a bitch!! Maybe if you treated your employees better and not like your slaves they wouldn’t all run.
I might be getting ahead of myself as I haven’t even GOT the new job yet… but keep your fingers crossed for me!
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Why? Well my dear bloggy-friends, I have been busy living this summer to the fullest doing such things as:
Rafting on the Elbow River
Reading in the sunshine
Wearing summer dresses and flip-flops
Hugging Leah as much as humanly possible
falling in... like. Extreme like.
I hope your summer has been as wonderful as mine so far.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
I vow that for the next 10 days, my attire will consist of at least one, preferably all, of the following items:
I vow that I will begin most conversations with “Howdy” and end most conversations with either a “Yahoo” or a tip of my hat.
I vow that for the next 10 days, mini donuts are acceptable as their own food group.
I vow that free pancakes are the greatest breakfast around because not only are they delicious but they will absorb any left over alcohol from the night before.
I vow that it is perfectly acceptable to drink a beer with my free morning pancakes.
I vow that all deep-fried food on a stick is wonderfully delicious and worth the money and guilt.
I vow that hangovers and diets are all to be dealt with AFTER July 18th.
I vow to two-step and line-dance until the cows come home.
And most importantly, I vow that whatever happens at The Calgary Stampede… STAYS at the Calgary Stampede.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
1 - Our awesome (hot) celebrities. We grow 'em well up here! I could stare at Ryan (both Reynolds and Gosling) all day, and to know that they were born right here on Canadian soil makes them that much hotter.
Kim Cattral - the queen of all things sex (and the city...)
2 - Poutine - even as a vegetarian, every now and then I give in to the deliciousness that is Poutine.
5 & 6 - This feeling right here...
... and here...
9 - Our beer commercials (and our beer)
10 - And last but not least... the pride that I get when I am able to say "I'm from Canada". There are no pictures to explain that feeling...
So Happy Birthday Canada!! You dont look a day over 125.
Monday, June 28, 2010
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Thursday, June 17, 2010
And sometimes I bend the rules at work. Approximately 4 out of 5 days I am running in the door either late or just in the knick of time. I take extended breaks every now and then (almost every lunch hour... but I make up for it) and although I kick ass at my job I am still learning and I mess up every now and then.
I've done some small screw ups that have cost "the company" money (technichally it didn't, they just didn't profit off of it) but I've also caught other peoples screw ups and MADE the company money they would have missed out on too.
Well... today Little Miss Bitchy Boss was at my desk and something interesting happened. She was standing right beside me asking about some pricing thing and all of a sudden "PFFFFT".
A loud one too. I couldn't help but laugh.
From now on when she's being bitchy I can look at her and laugh in my head knowing that she accidentaly let one slip when she was trying to be serious.
Definite win for me.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Shocking, I know.
This boy was cute, a little scruffy which is always fun and he resembled a certain celebrity. Not only in looks but in his actions and demeanor too. He was the spitting image of Jimmy Fallon… and I proceeded to tell him that approximately 100 times through out the rest of the night too. We had a blast talking that night and exchanged phone numbers.
We talked a bit over the next week or two and then came May Long weekend. (Also known as May 24 those on the Eastern part of Canada). I decided to host a BBQ and when I host a BBQ I do it big! There was tons of food and drinks and a fire pit and a plethora of amazingly wonderful friends.
I invited Jimmy Fallon (who from this point on will be called Mr. Fallon as I don’t want to confuse you with the other Jimmy I have been mentioning in my blog recently. Completely different people) and he showed up. Not only did he show up but he mingled with ALL of my friends and everyone seemed to love him. And most of them started calling him by his celebrity look-a-like nickname too.
Very important fact – one night during the week leading up to my BBQ, Mr. Fallon and I were talking and I asked him why he was single. He said that technically he wasn’t single, that he had been dating someone who lived in North Carolina but that it was pretty much over, just not officially. He hadn’t seen her in 3 months and had no intentions of moving there. I wasn’t necessarily mad at that fact (even though some of my friends were when I told them) because 1 - the topic hadn’t come up before, 2 - nothing you could categorize as “cheating” happened the night I met him and 3 - the first time I asked him about it he was honest.
So fast forward to about 4 am the night of my BBQ. He stayed over. No “sexin” happened but it almost did…
He left in the morning and everything was great. I talked to him a few days later and everything was still great.
The next Friday night I was out with some friends and went to go send him a BBM. He was missing off my contact list… as in he DELETED me!! Wtf? What could have possibly happened in the 2 days since I talked to him last that would warrant him deleting me? So… as some one who will no longer put up with shit, I sent him a text msg that simply read “Really…?”.
No response. All night.
The next morning I woke up to a reply that read “Hey, no worries, North Carolina Girlfriend is in town for a few day, I’ll hit you up next week”
Hold on just one freakin second… first of all he told me it was over with her and that he hadn’t seen her in months and all of a sudden she’s HERE? Second, he’ll hit me up next week??? Thanks for making me feel like a mistress, Fucker!!! And third, he had to full on delete me from his BBM list? Wow…
Ok all of the above I could deal with (eventually… I’m not gonna lie; meeting “New Jimmy” definitely helped) but what’s got me so weirded out about it is that last week I heard through the grape vine that he hung out with some of the friends, MY FRIENDS, that he met at my BBQ. They had a little jam session…
Mind you, the guys he hung out with didn’t know what happened and when I told them they were all “whoa… dude… WTF?” but still. Who does he think he is? He still hasn’t tried to get a hold of me.
So for now, any reference of Jimmy Fallon makes me cringe a little. Sorry real Mr. Fallon… I had to stop following you on Twitter. I couldn’t take the constant reminders but just so you know, your doppelganger is a great kisser!