Occasional musings from a Left-coast Canadian ExPat in Oxford.
I had the sneaking suspicion that when I decided I really REALLY needed that extra 2 hours of sleep this morning, I would also really REALLY need to go the hell home at 5pm, whether I wanted to or not. But today is my last chance to get in any OT before the Christmas break, … Continue reading really? REALLY!
The things you learn when you get to work at 6am. Like how the cafeteria doesn’t open (and therefore DOES NOT SERVE COFFEE) until SEVEN AM! I am dying slowly. I spent 9 hours on Sunday baking with my momma. That could perhaps be the best thing to curb the usual cookie binge this year, … Continue reading Rip Out Hair Now.
I am the Christmas Superhero. Sometimes I wonder what the rest of my family would do without me, considering not one major gift-giving occasion goes by without me locating and usually acquiring the receiver’s ideal present. What happens when it’s time to give gifts to me? The family gets a detailed list, and my best … Continue reading Random Saturday Morning Content
It’s days like these I wish I worked downtown again, instead of on a corporate campus in the middle of an industrial park. When things got intense at the old job, I was able to get out in the fresh air, wander down the block to the local coffee shop, breathe the aroma, stand in … Continue reading Take a little Trip
Aah.. my massage yesterday was soooo good. Not as good as it could have been, since I ended up with my 2nd choice for massage therapists – but good nonetheless. I even actually slept all the way through the night – UNHEARD OF. Except it messed me up a little in the morning when I … Continue reading Ohmm
I actually managed to get up at a reasonable hour today, and get into work early. What can I say, a 4pm massage appointment is a powerful motivator. I’ve been here for an hour and a half so far, and haven’t gotten *anything* done. Well, that’s not entirely true. I deal with contracts, and it’s … Continue reading 3 Cup Morning
Gah. All the busy in the world happened to me this weekend. Thursday night; blogger meetup. Friday night; Jazz at the Cellar. Saturday afternoon; lunch date. Saturday night; birthday shindig (and much too much liquor – but so much fun). Sunday morning; hangover, housewarming brunch. Sunday night; hanging the outdoor Christmas lights. I just ask … Continue reading Please Sir, may I have another Weekend?