Monthly Archives: September 2009

Hodge Podge*

In the past two days the Hubster and I have watched all 3 of the Jurassic Park movies (we’re finishing #3 with Too Kool as I write) and I forgot how much I love dinosaurs. Seriously. The first Jurassic Park still scares the crap out of me and I still love love love dinosaurs. I kind of want to watch The Land Before Time next… the original movie, not #142, or whatever one they are up to now. haha! It makes me feel like a kid again when I so desperately wanted to be a paleontologist.

It lasted for like… a week. But my love of dinosaurs remains. (I heart me some Brontosauruses, even though technically that name is now incorrect and obsolete… but the name Apatosaurus just doesn’t fit for me… *sigh*)

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Week one of work = complete. Today was MUCH better as my manager finally let me work alone for the majority of my shift and it was much less physical than the other days I’ve worked. It can only get better from here, right?

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I know I haven’t really written much this week, and it’s mostly because I’ve felt a bit out out of sorts this week. Have you ever just had an “off” week? So, sometimes I just need a laugh:

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…or I just dance it out. I can’t stop listening to this song– turn your speakers up!

Working Girl*

Oh lovelies, I haven’t forgotten you, I promise.

So, I’ve started working. I actually have to leave for work again in 15 minutes but I wanted to write a quick something to let you know I haven’t abandoned you (and I’m discovering that post-work I’m pretty much useless as I’m so tired. haha). My new job is okay–it’s nothing to dance about–but I am grateful for any kind of work at this point. My job is much more physical than I ever anticipated, and I come home exhausted and sore every day. It’s definitely not a job for ‘delicate’ women, I’m having a tough time keeping up with the pace and intensity of it, but I can’t complain. It’s a job. It pays money. So I go to work.

I am actively looking for something else though, either to supplement it or replace it. I applied for two office jobs today that would just be dreamy, but I know better than to get my hopes up these days. Keep your fingers crossed for me!

I’ve also decided that training for a new job sucks. I love the feeling of working when everything is familiar and comfortable, and you don’t have to ask questions about everything you’re doing. Right now I feel like I have eyes on me alllllll the time and my manager doesn’t trust me to do things by myself yet. It kind of makes me feel like a 5 year old, especially as the job I’m working definitely isn’t rocket science. But at the same time, I’m new and she has no idea what I’ll be like… so I just suck it up and count the hours until I’m done my training. haha

Anyway, that’s where I’ve been all week… working then coming home and collapsing on the couch. I don’t even think I’ve cooked a proper meal all week because I’ve had no energy after work. Popcorn is such a good meal replacement. ;)

P.s. Did you notice how I didn’t even refer to my announcement at all in this post? Did’ja? Well, until right now. I’m mentioning it now.

Hate me yet? haha

An Announcement! Exciting!

Oh, my lovely friends and readers…

In my last post I shared two fabulous blogs that most of you somehow missed due to a tiny announcement I made that we had some exciting news to share later this week. It has been less than 24 hours since I made that announcement, and in that I time I have received multiple emails and facebook messages all asking the same thing:

“…are you pregnant?!”

“…ARE YOU HAVING A BABY?”

“You’re pregnant. It HAS to be that.”

I promise you, it doesn’t have to be that. We could be moving! I could be undergoing major surgery! I could have finally beaten Donkey Kong (on Super NES, obvs)! I could have eaten chocolate! We could be making a major purchase! I could have stalked met JTT! (Jill Pilgrim, you are my new hero.) I could have found an amazing shoe sale! I could have a job! (Oh, how I wish I had a teaching job. haha) I could have bought a house hippo!

(I choose to end each statement with an exclamation point to stress excitement. It’s an announcement! Exciting!)

I could have a fabulous blog post I want to write! I could have found my long-lost Hammer Pants! I could finally own the 10th anniversary DVD edition of Les Miserables! (*Hint, hint* Christmas is coming!!! HOO HAH) The Hubster could reveal that he’s secretly a vampire! I could have read a fabulous book!

See? It could be lots of things. Patience, my lovelies. Patience. :)

Shop Girl Shares How to Not Dress Like a Mom & Children of the 90′s

I. am. tired.

It has been a very long, very tiring, very exhausting day. We have some big news coming that I won’t share now, but be excited. :) As I was cleaning up the kitchen I realized that it’s Monday and I only have an hour and a bit to post this week’s fabulous shares, so here we go!

#1 – How to Not Dress Like a Mom

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We’ve all seen them– the “Mommy Clothes”. Mommy jeans, mommy shirts, mommy sandals… there’s a whole line. Above you see an example of a typical “mommy sandal” worn by women who need a little more Stacey and Clinton in their lives. Anyway, I digress. How to Not Dress Like a Mom is a cute blog by a self-proclaimed “naturally judgmental” bystander offering free fashion tips and advice. I love her blog–I think it’s cute, and her writing makes me want to take pride in the way I look every time I leave my house. Check’er out, I think she’s faboosh!

#2 – Children of the 90′s

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LOVE. That’s pretty much the best way for me to describe this blog (and my residual feelings for JTT… my inner 12 year old is still swooning). Children of the 90′s is a collection of music, books, movies, TV shows, clothing styles–you name it–all from the fabulous 90′s! If you’re like me and love looking back on your past, this blog is like walking back to a time where it’s still cool to wear your overalls with one strap done up and R.L. Stine books still reign supreme. Pretty much it’s the best thing ever. What is your favourite memory from the 90′s?

So there you have it my lovelies–thanks again for your input on my poll and for continuously coming back for more. I’m sorry this post is a little short, my brain is completely fried and I start my new job tomorrow. Wish me luck!! :)

Growing Pains*

When do we really grow up?

Is there a moment in time when all of a sudden something shifts and we move from adolescence to adulthood in an instant, whether we like it or not?

Does it happen so gradually that we don’t even notice it’s happening until it smacks us in the face?

…and what the heck is a grown up, anyway?

Is it when we discover that vegetables aren’t just gross–they’re actually fabulous?

…or when our siblings become our friends and parents are suddenly wiser than we ever realized?

Is it when we truly feel independent for the first time?

…or when we are officially old enough impact the political outcomes in our countries (voting)?

Is it when we purchase our first vehicle?

…or the first time we move out on our own?

Is it when you complete your education?

…or when you receive your first real promotion in your chosen career?

Is it when you realize that you have fears, and that the bravery of your youth has vanished?

…or the moment you let your fears go?

Is it when people younger than you have no idea who JTT was? (this actually happened… our poor, poor youth…)

…or when you really fall in love for the first time?

Is it when you realize that puppy love is not enough to make a relationship survive?

…or when you finally drop the word “like” from your vocabulary? (it took me, like, a long time. Like, seriously.)

It is when you are faced with your first major decision that impacts someone more than yourself?

…or the first time you lay awake all night due to stress of some sort?

Is it when you trade in your beloved homemade MC Hammer pants (my mom loves me and made me some) for work clothes?

…or when you learn to put the people you love before yourself?

Is it the first time you experience the death of someone close to you?

…or witnessing the birth of a child?

Is it forced upon us?

…or something we accept without a fight?

I simply don’t know.

The Hubster believes it’s when someone can be self-reliant and survive in the world on their own. I don’t know what I think–there are too many questions. There are some days where I feel as though my days of being Twenty-teen are so far behind me I can hardly remember them, and others where I swear yesterday was my 17th birthday. I know I’ve been married for four years, but when I say it out loud I think that it can’t possibly have been that long.

I guess I’m just feeling some growing pains these days.

Are you a “grown-up”?

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