Disneyland half marathon is sold out, so is the Dumbo Double Dare…but DAWS has your back! We can get you bibs!
I laughed at my sister the day she received a kareokee machine for her birthday.
Not because she got a kareoke machine, but because she knew at that moment she would never get anything done until she got over the binge use of that machine.
She laid on her sofa and demonstrated for me how she would look after weeks of use. It was as if she knew karaoke was her heroine. She leaned on the arm and feigned drool coming from her lips as she was singing Aerosmith or Show-tunes. Didn’t matter which tune it was, she had an addiction and she knew it. I could envision dishes stacked to the ceiling and Cheetos stuck to her shirt with crusty food creased into her hip. She knew it and I knew it.
That night we sang for 8 hours. My voice was lost to every single from the 70′s, 80′s and 90′s. I pulled out tunes from the 60′s that I learned at the steering wheel of my Dad’s Montego MX, Jimmy Rogers and the Kingston Trio, then there was Judy Garland and Liza Minnelli and Barbara… Barbara doesn’t need a last name.
My voice was done for days afterwards. My sister? Well…she continued down that road of music addiction. Then one day it stopped.
I do not mock her or tease her about that problem she had because it could have easily have been me.
It was me.
Since I have finished University Studies, I have been binge watching TV as if the world is about to end. Since December 3, 2013, I have found myself enjoying the delights of televisions series that challenge my interest, make me laugh in a subtle way that compliments my humour and I have been solving mysteries with finesse. Or at least that is what I tell myself after watching the show 3 times in order to figure out all the clues.
I have binged watch Sherlock, Call the Midwife, and most recent….Suits.
I come home from work, watch Suits. I wake up early to get an episode in before work, I have a day off – stay in my jambes and watch suits.
I find myself looking like Penny after she started playing on-line videos games….with Howard.
Then as quickly as it happened, it was over. I am caught up and the season doesn’t resume until AFTER THE OLYMPICS. I found myself relating to Donna, coveting Jessica’s wardrobe and having a soft spot for crazy Louis. I want to be on team LITT! I want to wear Christian Loubatans to work and carry Prada bags. I want to have the trust and loyalty of a Harvey and I want an office dammit! I want an office with a view of Bernie Madoff’s old building. I would settle for an office with a view. Hell, at this point, I’d settle for an office.
What I do have is potential and possibility. What Suits has done for me has pointed out the people in my life who I trust and those who I need to guard myself against.
I have set new goals for 2014. I understand my vision NEVER turns out as planned. If you asked me 3 years ago if I knew I would be standing where I was, I would have laughed you out of the room. Therefore I am changing my focus. Where and what are out of the picture now. I can reach higher than that.
I really like my possibilities for 2015, besides…anything can happen.
Now…what to watch next…
Happy New Year everyone!
I was at work yesterday and my colleague asked me what I was doing a year ago. I replied with, “It was a very dark time that I don’t like to talk about.” He commented and said well look at you now.
I have come a long way baby. Today is my Runnaversary and to celebrate I will go to my favourite spot and run an easy 5. Last year if I look at my DailyMile chart, it tells me I did 2.1 km and I was tired.
I remember how hard it was, but I kept at it.
Today I became Pancake Girl. I volunteered for the 2014 New Years Day resolution Run in Edmonton. I saw the We Shall Have Pie Gals - It was great seeing them! I went to look for them after my job was done but they blended in with the crowd and couldn’t be found. I still need to meet up with them for real!
It was my job to run outside, gather pancakes and run them to the buffet table. There was 8 griddles set up outside. It was 1F this morning with a windchill of -8F. For the record, it was cold. However, I didn’t let cold deter me from my all important job of feeding the runners!!
Back and forth I went and put on 2550 steps on my Polar Loop. Crap – 8000 short. That is okay, I will head out to the River Valley shortly and get the rest of my steps in. Running in daylight is now a novelty for me. I cannot wait for spring!
The Edmonton Sun and Global TV were there taking my photo and I am pretty sure I am now the new pin-up girl for 2014 because OBVIOUSLY I was the eye-candy of the day. Although Mike and Owen claim they were. Only time will tell! You can be sure if I am the chosen one, I will tell you all about it.
Meanwhile, my skin looks fresh after the Pancake Facial and I may never want to eat another pancake as long as I live. However, this was an excellent beginning to 2014. I am looking forward to completing my 365 days of fun. Today was just another fun day along the way.
Happy New Year everyone!
I had the worst time trying to fall asleep last night. The last conversation of my day was with Trusty Steed. I was telling him about my day at work – at my new job (which is awesome!) and how yesterday was particularly tough. I am being tested from a management perspective. The people I supervise are pushing limits to see where my threshold is. I expected that. That isn’t a problem at all. I have no trouble expressing myself or my expectations. I explained about the issue I had with head office and how I dealt with it.
And Trusty Steed said – I am worried you may be shown the door because that would happen at my office.
Apparently he works at an ‘old boys’ club where – the generation gap exists and strong women are not strong but ‘pushy’ or ‘dragons’ and women are ‘just’ in the office typing pool.
I thought it was 2013?
I was hired for my organizational skills, my people management skills and to create change. I am doing that. I have handled easy problems and terrible problems. I have protected staff from violent vagrant street people who have threatened them, I have managed issues from clients demanding unreasonable things and resort to name calling of my staff.
I cannot imagine trying to do my job where I need to be subservient. Impossible.
For one – I couldn’t work there. I am not a subservient kind of gal.
And two – what the hell is wrong with a world where women can’t portray themselves? I come from a very long line of strong women. They were strong when it was impossible for men to take them seriously. Yet they did it and changed the world.
I am teaching my daughter to be the same strong woman. Her brother thinks women ARE strong and his choice of companionship proves it.
At Christmas time, my daughter heard her Grand Uncle use a phase that was offensive to her. She asked him to please refrain from using it. He continued. So did she. She did it in a way that require no man to stick up for her. She was clear, concise and polite – some might say bold. I wouldn’t, because if a man said those words he is just expressing himself. She was too. I couldn’t have been more proud. At the age of 15, my daughter is strong. She is the type of person I appreciate and want to spend my time with. So that brings me back to my work place.
I work for men. However, it is not a male dominated work place. It is an equal opportunity one. Changes are happening to better serve the female clients who are the majority. My workplace understands they need a female perspective to better serve these clients. I disagree on that score. If people are treated equally – then there is no gender requirements. We are slowly achieving that perspective and I am happy to be apart of it.
The ‘Man’s World’ is on its way out. Sure there are still pockets of it all over Canada – but the up coming generation brings me great hope. They see a woman or a man in the same light. Someone who is capable because of skill, not gender.
Amen to that.
This morning I was talking to my dad on the phone. We were conspiring about my mom’s Christmas gift and when we finished the conversation my dad said, “Thank you Sweetheart!” 46 years old and my Daddy calls me sweetheart and baby still.
And I like it.
After we hung up, my memory took me back for a flash of Dad helping me get my winter coat on so we could go see Mary Poppins at the movie house in Yellowknife, NWT (for the uninitiated, that is in Canada’s Arctic).
Things I remember about that day include singing the songs from the movie, walking past the town’s only parking meter, sitting in the damp movie theatre beside my Dad and my brother and visualizing myself as Mary Poppins.
My dad didn’t take me to as many movies as my mom did. But he did come with us to the “last day of school’ movies. We saw Superman, Goonies, Indiana Jones, Silverado, The Right Stuff, and countless other action/adventure movies with my dad and mom. I am not sure, but in my memory Mary Poppins was our first “last day of school” movie. I was in grade 1 and my dad finished his very first year of teaching. He was the local grad 5 teachers, so we had plenty to celebrate. AND we were driving from Yellowknife to Disneyland later that summer. For the record the drive is 4302 km. With me 6, my ADHD brother 4, and my aunt 12, in the back seat.
We saw a lot of cool and interesting things that summer but what stuck with me were two things:
1. Sitting on Main Street Watching the Electrical Parade right in front of the emporium. My mom came out of the shop with what are now ‘vintage’ Mickey Mouse Sweatshirts – but at the time they were ‘new’.
2. Memories of the Mary Poppins movie.
We sang every song a million times on our drive to Disneyland. Singing in the car was always a huge pastime. I suspect it is why I know the lyrics to every song written before 1990.
Everything about that summer was magic for me. From visiting my Grandma in Sherwood Park before leaving to Disneyland – to driving through a giant redwood tree that was on the way.
This Friday is the “last day of School” celebration for Christmas. Saving Mr. Banks is on the menu for me. I am dragging my family to it because of the significance of Walt Disney and Mary Poppins in my life and because it was so important to me, my kids know everything about it and have become massive Disney fans in their own right.
I love walking around Disneyland tell stories of the place of when I was a kid. Showing them where Skull Rock was located, telling stories of the Short Cut to Space Mountain before it became a backstage area – or maybe it was then but my brother and I went that way anyways to be first in line. Then my children ask me to tell them stories of their first visit, like when The Boy whispered secrets into Pooh Bear’s ear or when Chatterbox wore the Mickey Ears that caused seizers from the constant flashing. We have been enough times to have a million memories of our own.
Just the way I like it.
But I also value the memories of Dad singing Bert’s part and my singing Mary’s part.
I can’t wait for Friday…and Christmas because I asked for the 50th Anniversary Mary Poppins edition.
My days have been loaded with fun and anticipation. This 365 Days of Awesome has been awesome so far.
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It’s not officially winter quite yet, but it definitely felt like it here today.
This week I saw on some website that Alberta is the coldest place on Earth, and is apparently as cold as Mars. So, spending 30 winters in Alberta should make me immune to NYC winters right? New York doesn’t get that cold! Come on! Ummm, wrong.
Although the temps may not dip to -40F/C here, I’m finding my Albertan blood and skin have not adapted to these damp frigid winters. Would I rather freeze my butt on a dry -40F/C day or a damp 16F/-8C day like today? I’m not sure.
Today is my first day off since I declared my year of Awesome Fun. I look around me and I am sitting in piles of stuff that needs attention and my eyes are a bit squinty because I am still on the sleepy side of the day (it maybe 1:14 pm MST but I had a WOW of a week and I just caught up on sleep – which is AWESOME!).
I started my new job this week and after 3 days I logged 26km of walking. The cool part is, I am keeping active during the day and this will adds loads of benefits to my overall fitness levels because I am still trying to keep up with my fitness plan – although -41C has been keeping me inside on DangerBike. I just won’t run when it is this cold for safety reasons. I am a little bit frightened of my half marathon in January, but…whatever…I’ll be in Walt Disney World, haw bad can it be?
I learned about a Beer-vent calendar and MAN I wish I knew about it in November because a different international beer a day in December sounds awesome! Next year I will give it a try.
I bought a ton on bath stuff at Bath and Body works because tub time is my favourite time of the day, me + book + bubbles = Heaven! I finally got to indulge last night because I knew I could sleep in this morning. Good thing too, because I was SO FREAKING COLD from my drive home from work at 10:00 pm, that I never ever would have fallen asleep. Best sleep EVER!
I had eggnog in my coffee this morning. Enough said.
My kids performed at Convocation Hall on Wednesday. Both had solo or major parts. I heard my daughter do a jazz solo on a grand piano, the kid has never had piano lessons. It was a cool experience. Their ensemble will be competing in an international competition again in California. They came in second last year. Fingers crossed they will be first this year, however…it is all about the experience, not the medal (says the mom who promotes process verses product).
A quiet morning off before I go to work is a night owl’s DREAM COME TRUE! I spent the morning laughing with my team about stupid stuff. And really, can it be more fun than laughing? I think not.
Go out there and find the fun in your day!