I've never been a big fan of good-bye... I find it difficult to leave the company of friends and family, though I tend to be a bit of a loner. Good bye to clients and coworkers is often difficult too, because there is always more to say...
To this year, however, goodbye will be easy. 2009 (as evidenced in SO many blog posts) has been a very difficult year - but one that has nevertheless left me (and us) with a sense of achievement... managing through the ridiculousness of life and coming out the other side stronger and wiser and with a sense of having survived, if nothing else.
So, to 2009:
Good bye packing and moving and the seemingly endless search for somewhere to live.
Good bye emergency surgeries.
Good bye landlord from another dimension (I swear, alien DNA MUST have been present in that mind... though that may be giving her brain too much credit).
Good bye to 2 friends that couldn't beat their illnesses.
Good bye to all of the tension and stress that all of these events have caused.
It's time for me to let all of you go.
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Hello 2010 and your shining and endless boon of possibilities. I think we're going to get along just fine.
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Monday, December 21, 2009
And now for something COMPLETELY different...
Wow. What a crazy-busy weekend!
We both had a great day on Friday, so we decided to treat ourselves (well, courtesy of our Realtor, actually) to dinner at The Keg - yum!... Saturday was a wash what with adding 5" to my gown/shopping for a bit of understated but elegant bling/buying a suit for my work party - but WOW, it was worth it! I tell ya, the folks that I work with are an amazing bunch, with leadership that CARES. I was so nervous - crazy, right? I haven't really dressed up in a LONG time (probably since my 1996 wedding, actually)... so I was concerned about the 'look'... and I've heard so much about the legendary Christmas Party that I was worried that my expectations simply wouldn't be met. I've been to a LOT of Christmas parties over the years, and I have to say that this one made all of the others look like a McDonalds birthday party in comparison.
We arrived (me nervously pulling at my bodice wondering if I let the 'girls' out for too much air), and all of my concerns/hesitations/trepidations were INSTANTLY assuaged as soon as we walked in the door. Those put aside, we thoroughly enjoyed everything from the company to the sit-down dinner through the music and dancing and home again. Chris shone like I've never seen him - I'm a lucky, lucky girl... he was also terribly impressed that we dined with not one, but TWO medal-winning Olympians (one a first year Consultant and the other the wife of a long-time Consultant). I loved seeing him like that... and DAMN, talk about sexy in his suit! (which I've also never seen - he's a programmer). All in all, one of the best evenings I've had - certainly THE best work party.
Then I got a call from my Mum. OOPS! Forgot about my sister's birthday! So I figured that I would do the shopping that I'd been putting off. SUCCESS!!! Birthday and Christmas pressies galore - and I'm happy with EVERYTHING! Another hurdle cleared... then off to dinner with my sis and parents. As I sit here this morning, I feel like I'm starving - a food hangover, certainly... no one can eat that much rich food in a weekend and fit into their suit on a Monday morning! Nothing but yogurt, granola, fruit and salad (and certainly no more alcohol!) until Christmas for this (very happy) camper.
So... a Very Merry Christmas to all - and I truly hope that you will be as fortunate as I feel going into 2010.
XO
We both had a great day on Friday, so we decided to treat ourselves (well, courtesy of our Realtor, actually) to dinner at The Keg - yum!... Saturday was a wash what with adding 5" to my gown/shopping for a bit of understated but elegant bling/buying a suit for my work party - but WOW, it was worth it! I tell ya, the folks that I work with are an amazing bunch, with leadership that CARES. I was so nervous - crazy, right? I haven't really dressed up in a LONG time (probably since my 1996 wedding, actually)... so I was concerned about the 'look'... and I've heard so much about the legendary Christmas Party that I was worried that my expectations simply wouldn't be met. I've been to a LOT of Christmas parties over the years, and I have to say that this one made all of the others look like a McDonalds birthday party in comparison.
We arrived (me nervously pulling at my bodice wondering if I let the 'girls' out for too much air), and all of my concerns/hesitations/trepidations were INSTANTLY assuaged as soon as we walked in the door. Those put aside, we thoroughly enjoyed everything from the company to the sit-down dinner through the music and dancing and home again. Chris shone like I've never seen him - I'm a lucky, lucky girl... he was also terribly impressed that we dined with not one, but TWO medal-winning Olympians (one a first year Consultant and the other the wife of a long-time Consultant). I loved seeing him like that... and DAMN, talk about sexy in his suit! (which I've also never seen - he's a programmer). All in all, one of the best evenings I've had - certainly THE best work party.
Then I got a call from my Mum. OOPS! Forgot about my sister's birthday! So I figured that I would do the shopping that I'd been putting off. SUCCESS!!! Birthday and Christmas pressies galore - and I'm happy with EVERYTHING! Another hurdle cleared... then off to dinner with my sis and parents. As I sit here this morning, I feel like I'm starving - a food hangover, certainly... no one can eat that much rich food in a weekend and fit into their suit on a Monday morning! Nothing but yogurt, granola, fruit and salad (and certainly no more alcohol!) until Christmas for this (very happy) camper.
So... a Very Merry Christmas to all - and I truly hope that you will be as fortunate as I feel going into 2010.
XO
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Thank You.
Two words that mean A LOT.
Would it KILL ya to say them???
Awhile back I was frustrated with my life - cooking, cleaning, driving kids around, work, etc., etc.... well, none of that has changed significantly, if at all... but you know what? I would REALLY like a "thank you" every now and again - from EVERYone that lives in this house. I work hard... at work, at home and seemingly FOR everyone's benefit (with the possible exception of mine - but that's a Mom's job right?? no really...).
Today has tipped it. I'm plain old pissed off. I cook - in the old days, that meant that SOMEONE ELSE did the dishes, no? Well, so much for that. I left them. Fuck it, I said, I'm not doing them. That was 2 days ago. Woke up this morning, hoping the kitchen elf had come and he had not. Went out to buy some fabric to lengthen my dress for our Christmas party next weekend... HOPED to come home to SOMEthing done - was it? NO! So I did it rather than do what I wanted to do, which was work on my dress. I chastised myself the entire time FOR doing it, but I did it - and it's made me a Very Grumpy Bear. WHY??? WHY am I the only one that can clean up around here? And now, to top it off, I'm doing everyone's laundry.
So really folks - what do you think? Thank You? Is it so hard?
Would it KILL ya to say them???
Awhile back I was frustrated with my life - cooking, cleaning, driving kids around, work, etc., etc.... well, none of that has changed significantly, if at all... but you know what? I would REALLY like a "thank you" every now and again - from EVERYone that lives in this house. I work hard... at work, at home and seemingly FOR everyone's benefit (with the possible exception of mine - but that's a Mom's job right?? no really...).
Today has tipped it. I'm plain old pissed off. I cook - in the old days, that meant that SOMEONE ELSE did the dishes, no? Well, so much for that. I left them. Fuck it, I said, I'm not doing them. That was 2 days ago. Woke up this morning, hoping the kitchen elf had come and he had not. Went out to buy some fabric to lengthen my dress for our Christmas party next weekend... HOPED to come home to SOMEthing done - was it? NO! So I did it rather than do what I wanted to do, which was work on my dress. I chastised myself the entire time FOR doing it, but I did it - and it's made me a Very Grumpy Bear. WHY??? WHY am I the only one that can clean up around here? And now, to top it off, I'm doing everyone's laundry.
So really folks - what do you think? Thank You? Is it so hard?
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