Saturday, December 31, 2011

Let's See How This Goes Version 32.0

Well, it's that time of year again where I analyze my last year's resolutions and make a list that I'm surely not going to perfect when I get to this time next year (if there is a this time next year -- you know, those Mayan's and all):

1.  Don't be so pessimistic; make a conscious effort to be happier
Like most everything in my life, I go through ups and downs.  When I'm up, of course I feel happy that I am being, well, happy.  When I'm down, it is more amplified as ever that I feel like I am being pessimistic.   But for the most part, I think I have been happier about certain aspects about my life and unfortunately unhappier about other aspects.  It's all part of my roller coaster I call my emotions
2.  Make those around me as happy as can be and support them as much as possible.  Understand that making people happy should lead me to be just as happy
I noticed that at places like at work I am consciously trying to be more optimistic; looking at the "bright side of things" so to speak.  Unfortunately, I notice at other places (particularly at home), I am not as happy or as supportive as can be.  Which, really, is just horrible.  It should be the other way around.  I would be remiss to say, though, if I haven't been trying.  Maybe not every single day, but I do try the majority of the time.   In lots of ways, yes, I still do believe that other people's happiness makes me just as happy (if I could just work on that whole jealousy/pettiness aspect though).  And since when did I get so naive as to think that "happiness" is a static state?  Like I keep saying, things always change; feelings, thoughts and actions.  Dammit.
3.  It's spelled "selfless", not "selfish".  Especially with a baby on the way
I am still selfish.  Very much so.  So much that I get disappointed with myself.  But, I also think I am selfless at times, especially when I need to be.  Before my blessing of a baby boy came along, I always had some sort of idea of how "selfless" I had to be in order to be a parent.  I would like to think I'm holding up my end of that bargain.  But still, I have a lot of work left to do with this one
4.  Accept the storm in my mind.  Accept that my emotions are like the weather in Mississauga; it constantly fluctuates and that there is perhaps nothing wrong with that as long as it's not consistently a monsoon in there.  We all can't have Long Beach, California weather in our minds or for our emotions; I have to accept that I will never be one of those people
Perhaps surprisingly?  Done.  I am accepting myself in that regard more and more everyday.  And it's not a monsoon in there everyday, thankfully
5.  Don't be so hard on yourself; accepting that making mistakes (new word for "screwing up"?) will occur, but to give an honest effort not to make the same mistake twice.  Sometimes what is viewed as a mistake is not a mistake anyway in retrospect
Also surprisingly, I think that this went a lot better than I thought.  Unfortunately, with all this acceptance come coupled with the feeling of being selfish.  Oh what a conundrum.  As before, I have a lot to work on for this, but I am not going to be so hard on myself if I don't get to where I want to be (see what I did there?)
6.  Exercise.  Keep at it, especially since it may be harder to come by when April rolls around
I am keeping at it, although it does admittedly get hard when I have other responsibilities preventing me from exercising as much as I want.  Not to use that as an excuse, but as a fact.  I am happy that I view exercising and sweating as something that makes me, well, happy.  Too much slothfulness makes me angry at myself.  This is good, even though it goes against #5, right?
7.  Try something new.  I'm thinking Yoga.  I'm going to try Yoga
I didn't try Yoga.  (  I bought a book on Yoga.  I read maybe about a quarter of it.  Does that count?  I dunno...this one resolution I had a feeling I wouldn't keep.  Of course with that mindset, I didn't.  I guess Yoga just never really captured my interest.  Maybe one day I'll take a class
8.  Dream less, live more (okay, I may be setting myself up for failure with this
I'll never stop dreaming.  This is all part of that whole "accepting myself" thing I had going on a few points above.  A dreamer is who I am and who I will always be.  Even though I dream of things that I know won't happen in this lifetime, I still dream about it becoming true.  Dreams are what pushes me.  I can't help that.  What I have to work on is not being so disappointed/disheartened/disenchanted when these unreachable dreams don't happen/become reality.  (As an aside, I might secretly be terrified if my dreams actually do come true.  Then what will I dream of?  Breaking them down?  Yikes.)  And honestly?  I'm not sure what I meant by "live more".  Maybe I meant try to be more in the reality that is my life.  If that's what I meant, then I would think that I am putting in effort there.

So all-in-all, I'm neither impressed nor disappointed with my efforts throughout the year.  I am hoping 2012, though, will be at least a little more on the "impressed" side.

Let's make a list:

1.  Be quiet.  Seriously, I think I am going to try this route, especially when I'm sad/disappointed/jealous/petty/angry.  I screw up a lot when I open my mouth. This is not to say that I want to keep things bottled up, but my first reaction shouldn't always be with me opening up my mouth.
2.  Be more optimistic (this is exactly like "don't be so pessimistic" I guess).  Hey, I have to work on this.  Those scowl marks on my face are becoming more and more permanent here.
3.  Motivate.  Both myself and others.  People (including myself) like you better if you motivate rather than tear down
4.  Be a better father, and more importantly, a better husband.  Sharon does everything for our child; she's tired.  I should try not to put so much unnecessary demand on her and support and appreciate her as much as I know I can.  As for being a better father, well, what do I know about that?  I'm new at this.  I'm just going to be working on it day to day.
5.  Sleep more.  I've always said "I'll have enough time to sleep when I'm dead", but maybe for this year I should make a conscious effort to sleep at least a little more.  Maybe not every single day, but at least try for more than what I am currently getting.  I'm unfortunately not getting any younger and when my body is calling for something it needs, then hell, I should give it to him.
6.  Watch less porn.  (What?  Men watch porn.  If you're a girl and you're reading this and you think the man in your life doesn't watch porn as much as you think he does, guess what?  Double that number.  That's prolly the amount of porn he does watch.  And if you're a man reading this, don't pretend that you don't watch that much).
7.  Try not to let work get to me so much.  It is just work.  At the end of the day, I still go home and I have a life I have to live.  It gives me a good living.  Accept my place there at work (and by that I mean accept the politics going on there, the people I have to work with/work for, the job itself).  I should be looking at my job as if I have something that the "1%" has and not the "other 99%".  This is a great career.  With that said, though...
8.  Take a new class.  Educate myself more.  Get the cobwebby mind working.  I've been static for too long.  Sure I've been learning by just living life, but I have to consciously try a new subject.  I have a few in mind, and I really hope that this time next year I'll be taking a class (or two) in something I'm actually passionate about.  Even though it might not lead me to a new career, I can't let my mind just fester.
9.  Less Mac time.  This internet thing is a point of contention.  Time to prioritize and organize.
10.  Give one compliment a day to someone.  It won't hurt.  I'll start by thanking you.  It's sort of weird to me that when I started this blog, I figured no one would want to read my ramblings or inner thoughts and feelings.  I also thought I'd be embarrassed if anyone actually did (okay, fine, I still am embarrassed, but what am I going to do?  Stop posting?  I am nothing if not a creature of habit when it comes to this kind of thing).  Plus, it's sort of gay But then, hello, the internet is such a vast place that there is no such thing as privacy if I'm going through this medium.  And I figure for the handful of people that I am aware that does read this thing, that you people are my friends and I don't mind you knowing what I share.  So to you, I say this:  you are awesome.  You make me quench my thirst for my attention-whoring/look-at-me-look-at-me.  Chances are, you make me laugh, you make me smile, you make me think and you make me feel.  You make me embarrassed as hell if you ever mention to me in person that you read a post on my blog, but don't mind that.  That's who I am.  I look forward to seeing you more this coming year and into the future, and don't ever forget that to someone as lowly as me, that you are awesome.  (Especially you)

Friday, December 30, 2011

So I Was Tired?

Well then.  What a way to end 2011...a three hour nap in the morning.

Kind of shot my day.  There goes trying to be productive.

The Doctors from Calgary are in town, but unfortunately under sadder circumstances.  Mike's Grandpa passed (but he was north of 90 years old I think, which means he did live a full life, so that is something nice to think about).

Gotta start thinking of "resolutions" as I always do this time of year...

The Stupidity Continues

Dammit, as if my body isn't broken enough as it is.  I just fell asleep on the couch with my leg extended on the ottoman.  The leg that's already effed-up.  It was quite difficult just walking on it afterwards.

I don't know why I do things like this to myself.

Anywho, played ball earlier today, full court for the first time in a while.  Good times.  I miss playing on a regular basis.  I'm sure there will come a time.  Maybe not soon, but there will come a time.

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Met up with JulesBuh and DeAng for lunch today at Earl's.  The burger I ate along with the fries must have been something crazy like 2000 calories.  It tided my over so much I didn't even eat dinner.

But, good times with them as usual.  They make me think and laugh (and not necessarily in that order)

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Friday already?  YARGH

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

I'm An Exercise Machine!

Unfortunately I'm also a junkfood eating machine too.  Yargh

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I know it's my "vacation", but I really need to find some motivation to complete the tasks I had in mind for this week.  I was supposed to do some crown molding, but of course...

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Hope my furnace isn't broken.  It's like a sauna in my house and the thermostat doesn't indicate otherwise

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RIP to Mike and Merb's Lolo.  Gonna be nice to see the Doctor's and Macsen, but of course under a crappy/sad circumstance.  Mind you he was in his 90's and lived quite a full life, but it's still sad nonetheless

Tuesday, December 27, 2011


So it finally came.  I was beginning to worry, as I'm one of the rare people that actually like snow

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Trying to organize around the house.  Wish I had more's going by too fast

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Amazing what an extra set of hands could do.  Debbie has been over the past week and she's been doing great with Eamon.  It's almost like we have that life that we had before our boy came along.  Crazy

Monday, December 26, 2011

Boxed Out, Yet Again

I swear it's like I don't learn.  Why do I even bother trying to go out during Boxing Day?  There are so many people, too many lineups, and a lot of people who smell in the crowded places.

Mind you I did make some purchases like a super fancy schmancy universal remote control to replace all the remotes we have in our family room, and a bath soap dispenser set.  And Sharon did get a dress.  And we did go to Walmart and spent a crazy amount of money on "necessities" which I guess were on sale.  So it's a Christmas Miracle?

(With the amount of time we spent all day getting these purchases?  That may be up for debate).

But whatever...Sharon enjoys doing these things, my parents enjoyed babysitting Eamon all day (maybe a little too much...a camcorder and camera were whipped out when he was sitting down), and I enjoy complaining so it's a standard Boxing Day afterall

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Christmas 2011

NBA games are back on all day.

Ate too much.

Gift openings, and quite a haul for the boy.

Went to go watch Mission Impossible: Ghost Protocol at AMC Theaters (free babysitting from the sister-in-law what).  Great movie, by the way.

Very little hours of sleep as there is Boxing Day sales to get to tomorrow morning.

Merry Christmas!

Saturday, December 24, 2011

It's Here Already

In just 47 minutes.  Just came back from the relatives famjam.  Good times!  I think I ate about 4000 calories there though :S

The day itself doesn't seem that "special" to me anymore, but there is a new special in my life.  Even though he cries a lot.

It's the best Christmas gift I could ever get.

Crazy to think just last year my life was completely is good.

Merry Christmas to everyone!  Especially you

So Bad, It's Bad

I'm watching this horrendously bad movie called "Holiday in Handcuffs".

I have no idea why.  It stars AC Slater and Sabrina the Teenaged Witch.

It's so bad, it's not good.

But I have to finish it...lest I don't finish what I start.  Yay holidays!

Friday, December 23, 2011

10 days!

This time of year I always realize how great my life is.  As much as I complain about work, what other career would give me 10 days off and still get paid?

I hope I relax and recharge for the upcoming work year.  All year I've been telling myself to gogogogogogo...well, for the next 10 days?  stopstopstopstopstopstop

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Getting Over The Conspicuous Consumerism

Weird.  No real urge to buy anything save for a Universal Remote control.  I mean, the Playbooks are on sale again, but after missing out on them the first time, I realized that I don't really need it.  As long as we have our Mac, I seem to be good.

Speaking of Macs, the Macbook Pro is on sale...hmmm...

(well there goes my whole speech of conspicuous consumerism right out the door.  Sigh)

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Can't We All Just Get On The Same Page?

I know I sound like quite the cheapo, but I really think life would be easier if there wasn't so much consumerism or pressure to give gifts to each other during Christmas.

Don't get me wrong, there are some instances where I think gifts should be given; specifically to kids.

But between adults?  I say just pre-agree to spend $20 on each other.  In other words, it cancels each other out.  I say this because my parents keep asking me what we want.  I keep telling them we don't need anything (we don't).  But their suggestions include things like a slow cooker, juicer, magic bullet...I appreciate the thought, I really do.  But  I'd rather they just get stuff for Eamon.

Oh, and I also say this stuff because I spent a long amount of time at Square One, which was nuts.  BUT, I finished the Christmas shopping.

Two more work days.  I say this every year, but especially this year:  I can't believe it's almost Christmas.  Mind you, it might be because it hasn't really snowed yet this year.  And as I get older, time goes faster and the sentiments I once had seem to be fading away.  Such is life, I guess

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Looking Around The Office...

...seeing where I'm at career-wise.  I don't know.  I just don't anymore.  Or did I ever?

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Eamon is getting older now and more and more smarter.  He makes me happy

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Linked to this song before, but not this version:


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Debbie is over until New Year's...nice for Eamon to spend quality time with his Godmother.

Who am I kidding?  It's nice having a babysitter

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Went to physiotherapy today for my hammie.  I'm not sure if it worked.  I mean, it is feeling a bit better, but so would time.

Time heals everything.  Or so I hope.  I really hope

Monday, December 19, 2011

Oh Pilipinos

So I did an inspection of a Filipino store this morning.  Everytime I do a place where there is a Filipino, it's always the standard questions:  are you Filipino?  Do you understand Tagalog?  Where are your parents from?

I still find it amusing up to now

Sunday, December 18, 2011

Is It Done?

Well, 98% done anyway.  Just some caulking and lawdhavmercy I will have finished the fireplace!

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Last week of work before the Christmas holidays.  Too bad I don't really have any work left to do.  Could be worse though.  I'm sure I'll find something to do

Saturday, December 17, 2011

It's Getting There...

...this fireplace I estimate to be done tomorrow.  Finally.

And it looks, well, I'm not sure.  I have to see the final-final product before I can see if it was a flop

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Went to go watch Michael play hockey today.  I'm quite impressed.  And scared because Eamon looked like he really enjoyed watching the game.  Yikes...what if he wants to actually play hockey in the future?  Couldn't he take up something like running?  lol

Friday, December 16, 2011

World's Worst Parent

And that's how I felt when we accidentally turned off the baby monitor and woke up at 7:00am.  Poor Eamon must have been crying for hours.

These are one of those times in my life where I felt so damn horrible.  I was afraid he was going to be delirious or something, but he was okay after drinking some milk from his Mommy.  I hope it doesn't happen again...I mean, I must've said a lot of times that I haven't slept past 6:00am for the longest time.  I just didn't want it to be this way.  I blame me being sick.

I love that guy...I'm glad he's a forgiving person (or doesn't know any better, whateves)

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Had lunch with Kiri and Sharon and Eamon today.  Oh, did I mention that we saw my ex-gf from high school there, whom I haven't seen or spoken to in many, many years?

Needless to say, Sharon had quite a bit of fun with me, as I apparently turned red and all awkward.  She kept threatening me at first that she was going to go there and say hi to her.  I kept insisting that she didn't (I don't know's been such a long time.  Oh right, because I'm me).

Until when just we were about to leave, Sharon went up to Ariane and said hi.  And she came over to our table and we did the small talk thing.  She was grateful to Sharon that she said hello to her.

I might have just been glad that I was able to hide behind my

According to Ariane, Eamon "looks exactly like me".

I was close to saying, "Eamon, this could've been your Mommy!"  But, you know, I'm already awkward enough and I would've only done that to try to get back Sharon.  And you know, that would've just been retarded.

Arvin said to me after I texted him:  "I'm surprised you didn't freak out and try to run away."  To that, I say..."yeah, I know"

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Might As Well Get Royal?

So crown moulding was on sale at Rona.  After doing some crown moulding in the family room, my dear wife had a brilliant idea:  "hey, why don't you do the dining room and the living room too while you're at it?"


Why don't I?


(I always pretend that it's a big hassle, but of course the truth is I enjoy doing trim work.  But only if it turns out good.  Which reminds me, I still have to finish the "finish touches" for the fireplace.  Gotta focus here...)

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Oh, so you mean to say that if I took a painkiller (ex. advil), this pain in my hamstring would've been temporarily subdued?

I'm feeling sick and have a cold.  I took the Buckley's complete tablet.  My hamstring doesn't hurt.

I don't know why I have such an aversion to narcotics (the ones that would help the pain, that is).  Man, you're getting older and your body is already polluted!  Geez

Oh Crap, Not Now...

...starting to feel a bit sick.  Come on immune system...start to kick in already

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Not normally a Drake fan, but I do like this song:

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Oh Right, Perspective

So I just spent an inordinate amount of time having rage over getting the crappiest gift at work for this "secret Santa".  Just had a moment of perspective (thank you).

My life is good.  I don't know if that person who was giving me the gift is going through things or maybe felt forced to do this gift exchange and couldn't really afford it.

I'm like that five year old boy who didn't get what he wanted.  These are one of those times in life where I have to stop being so immature and realize that in the grand scheme of things, this doesn't and shouldn't really matter.

Yikes.  Obviously there is some underlying feelings/resentments/reasons (particularly at work) that is leading me to be this...psycho

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Lots Of Eating, Bad Gift Giving

So we had our "team meeting" today (which consisted of a short meeting, catered in lunch, then curling).

The lunch was awesome (RD's BBQ).

Then the "secret Santa that's not really a secret Santa gift exchange" (how is it a secret Santa if an e-mail went out with everyone stating what they want, at a ridiculous $30 maximum?  Might as just well spend $30 on yourself because that's how much you'll get back.  Or so I thought).  Okay, I know that this is the season for when you get gifts, you're supposed to be grateful no matter how much it's worth.

But the "gift" I received (after my request of a Home Depot/Rona gift card) turned out to be a $20 Tim Horton's gift card.  Yay.  I don't even drink coffee and I hate all the food there.

Meanwhile everyone else (including the guy I got the gift for) got a minimum $30 gift.  Sigh.  Well, whatever...thank you person who obviously never put any thought into it and prolly got a great gift yourself.

So we also had our 3rd annual Peking Duck Extravaganza at Chung King (by Pacific Mall) today.  Great company with Row, Clavo, Kathie (!), Kiri and Ruthie.

I think I may have eaten approximately 7294 calories today.  Yikes

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Found our daycare...yay for Eamon!  (We hope)

Oh That's Why...

...Eamon was inconsolable this morning.  He had a poo the size of a twinkie in his diaper!

Poor kid.

I love that guy

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How in the heck am I going to curl today?  My hammie is still rendering me ineffective.  Advils it is!

Monday, December 12, 2011

And The Nightmares Begin?

So my baby boy was crying and fussing at 1am last night.  Went to pick him up, he stopped crying, but was not exactly awake.  He only woke up about a minute later.

Then, of course, when I tried to put him down he cried.  So I picked him up again and he stopped crying.

So sensing an opportunity, I lay in the bed with him thinking that finally, he'll sleep with his dead ol' Dad (I have this thing where I want my child to sleep with me because, you know, it shows that maybe he loves me.  He normally never is able to sleep with us.  I know, it's not exactly something I should broadcast to those parents that find it annoying that their children are not able to sleep without them).


But he will accept Sharon's boob in the middle of the night, then fall back asleep.

Anywho, I think he had a nightmare.  Hopefully tonight he sleeps more peacefully

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Leg is still aching, and now back and shoulders are aching.  Dang it

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Tomorrow will be another day of eating like a champ.  BBQ for work party/lunch, then my workmates annual Peking Duck extravaganza in Markham.  Which also means I won't see my baby tomorrow evening again.  I can do this...I'm sure he won't even notice I'm gone

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Wrapping up the daycare search...

Sunday, December 11, 2011

No, I Will Not Spray You, Random Old Indian Man

So I had been experiencing the dreaded Athlete's Foot (ironic name considering I'm really not an athlete).  I bought myself some of that topical "spray powder", tough actin' Tinactin.

As it is Sunday, I took Eamon swimming this morning.  Afterwards, Sharon took him to the women's change room to get ready, and I changed and got ready in the men's change room.  Well there was this old Indian man in there, horking up a storm, brushing and shaving and showering.

He happened to pass by me as I was spraying the Tinactin on my foot.  He stopped and said, "what is that?"

I replied, "a spray so that my feet don't get itchy".

So what does he do?  He puts his foot on the bench and asks me to spray his wretched foot.


I replied, "This is medicine.  I don't want to give you medicine that might give you a rash.  You should visit a Doctor to let you know what spray you would need."

He agreed.  Then he started to ask me if I was a student, where I worked, etc.  I just said I was in a hurry and had to leave.

People.  Amirite?

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Last two weeks of work before being off.  Looking forward to the break.

Let's do this!  gogogogogogogo

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Sometimes It's Easier To Be A Party Goer Than A Party Hoster

So the first turkey took way longer than I hoped it would.  But then the second turkey took much shorter than I thought.  So all-in-all, it wasn't that much a disaster.  I think.

I think I also have to credit good ol' KFC  for supplying the party with their delicious, addictive gravy.

(Aside:  everytime I go to KFC, I feel sad for humanity.  The patrons always seem way too unhealthy and sad and bitter.  And yet, I'm a patron myself.  Hmmm...)

It's a nice tradition meeting up with the high school friends.  It does get a bit tiring, but it's worth it.  And the adjusted time slot this year to lunchtime helped a bit.

Oh, and I had some of the best cupcakes I've ever had in my life.  I never thought Lizanor would be the maker of it, but hey, I'll take that surprise.

I guess I really should catch up on some sleep now.  And tomorrow, it's the start of the leftovers...

It's Christmas Time!

Well, sort of.

Preparing for our annual high school friend's Christmas party.  It's quite tiring.  And I have two turkeys to cook tomorrow, so I'll be up early methinks.

This year I'm trying out a new stuffing recipe, already.  Usually the recipes I get from works but in this case I didn't read the reviews where everyone basically said it was too dry and needed more moisture.  So near the end of the baking period, I added in a ton of chicken stock.

Now I just have to figure out if I'm going to leave the stuffing loose or actually stuff the turkeys

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So I think the injury is from my glute muscles.  Effing hurts still.  No idea how I got it but it's annoying and I hope it goes away soon.  I mean, I can't hardly even bend without having disomfort.  It's like I'm 75!

Thursday, December 08, 2011

Welcome To Africa

So I went with some student PHI's and Row to an Ethiopian resto in Toronto this evening (what?  I'm a parent with responsibilities?  Pshhhh.)  (Thanks Bubba).

It was...okay.  Nothing that I don't think I'll crave in the future, but it was good.  The company wasn't too bad (imagine "Revenge of the Nerds" in real life).  We also walked towards the Honest Ed's area and went for froyo at Menchie's.

I think I ate about a bajillion calories today.  And I didn't get to kiss my baby boy good night :(

Then I get home and it seems like I missed out on some NBA trades...looks like the season is gearing up again.  Maybe I'm starting to get excited...


So I picked up two turkeys for Saturday, as they were small and we need to feed 16 people (picking up two frozen turkeys at Walmart on a Wednesday at 10pm...this is my life).

Now I just have to figure out how to cook the both of them and with what...sometimes it gets stressful hosting parties.

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Going to eat some Ethiopian food tonight in Toronto with some co-workers.  Looking forward to it because I've always wanted to eat Ethiopian food.

Am a bit sad though because I'm not going to see my boy to sleep tonight and will pretty much only see him this morning.  I think I might be having some attachment issues.  I'm also feeling bad because I'm making Sharon do all the hard work...(thanks Bubs)

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Feeling this homegrown singer:

Wednesday, December 07, 2011

All (Ham)strung Out

Dammit.  I don't know how this happened, but I've been fighting this really, really sore left hamstring the last few days.  The pain is wretched and internal.  I think I'm going to have to find this physiotherapist sooner than later, cause my legs are just messed up.

Coupled with my messed up right elbow, dang.  My body is just broken

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Had one of those disappointing adventure last night.  Went to Square One's Zara to see if they had the suit we're all buying for Arfeli's wedding.  Sold out.

So in my awesome wisdom, I thought I'd go to Sherway Gardens to see if they had it there.

And I'm sure they may have had it there if, you know...there was a Zara at Sherway Gardens.

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5:37am and I'm watching my son through the video monitor.  He's wide-awake and looks to be just lying there, contemplating life, not sleeping as much as he probably should be.

Yikes...looks like he may actually be more like his father than his father would want him to be.

Double yikes...looks like his mother might be sighing because he is more like his father than his mother would want him to

"Why don't you just sleep?!?"

Monday, December 05, 2011

Now It's Winter

Just looked outside and saw some snow.  Been wondering where it's been; it's December already and the mild weather has really put the whole global warming thing in perspective.

I may have worked a little too hard these past few months because I really need to slow down now.  I have about 13 calls to do between now and the next few weeks.  Yikes.

Worked out this morning...hoping I could keep it up.

Saw some pics on FB that made me irrationally upset.  I know nothing, but I find it sad that sometimes people don't think.  But I should just stay's not my life.  Wouldn't be surprised if people say the same thing about me

Sunday, December 04, 2011

How The Hell Does The Weekend Go By So Fast?

Seriously.  As I get older, time goes by so much faster.

Anywho, good day today.  Swimming with the boy (he has no reactions whatsoever in the pool.  Actually makes me laugh).  Brunch with the Latin Chan's (fresh arepa's what).  Productivity: clean bathroom and fold laundry.

Now I just have to get back on this exercise thing.  Here's hoping for tomorrow

Living The Wild And Crazy Life

Up at 5:30am, in bed by 10:00pm...doesn't get more crazier than that on the weekends.

Fun brunch with Kat, Tyler and kids yesterday.  Eamon gets along well with other kids; makes me think that he won't have a hard time adjusting when he finally goes to daycare.

Now let's see how he is with animals, as we're going to meet up with Carlo, Kalina and their dog Pepper.  Again -- wild and crazy life!

Saturday, December 03, 2011

Oh Why Hello Again...


Crazy.  First time sleeping over 6 hours in what seems like a long while.  Of course, a lot of it is my own doing and my stubbornness to not go to bed early, but still.

Can't believe it's December already.  Time is just flying.

Going to Kat's for brunch today, then Carlo/Kalina's tomorrow for brunch.  This weekend and the next few weekends are going to be busy.  No rest for the weary (whatever that means).

And have I mentioned lately that I have not been exercising?  I feel disgusting.  And it really, really doesn't help that I've been eating like absolute crap these past few weeks.  Gotta get my head right

Thursday, December 01, 2011

5...4...Hurry Up, Time Is Running...1...

So that's what it feels like to be on one of those contrived HGTV shows where the people have to finish their project before a certain time.

Was up until 2am last night trying to get everything ready for Sharon's new Mom's group get-together.  It's always a great feeling to finish a project, no matter how tired I am at the end.  Mind you, I'm not completely done the fireplace, and won't be done for another few weeks (as I wait for my special order to come in), but 95% of it is done.

Am I happy with the end result?  So far yes.  I just really hope the finishing touches turns out the way I want it to.  I am saddened that it won't be done before the annual high school friends' Christmas party at our house occurs, but can't win them all.

Weird feeling not having to have to work this evening and actually being able to be in pajamas right after bathing the boy.  Even weirder being able to watch TV!  Oh, and I guess I should catch up on sleep tonight too.  And bonus...tomorrow is Friday

Tuesday, November 29, 2011


You know that moment when you think everything clicks in, and then, doesn't?

I had a brief moment of that today.  As I have been talking (complaining?) about this fireplace reno I've been doing, I thought I had the chance to finish before my deadline of December 10.  I went to order my "accent piece" for the fireplace, and they said it would be available by next week.

Well womp womp...they called me back and told me that it wouldn't be ready for another 2 weeks.  What can I do?  I went to look at other places that could do the same work and...they cost roughly twice to four times the cost of the company I am going with.  A few days after December 10 is a small price to pay to save that much money.

Luckily, the majority of the other stuffs is done/going to be done:  installation of mantel (check), crown molding (check), first coat of paint for the crown molding (check).  Then our family room finally comes back all together again (with the exception of the accent wall).

I guess it looks okay.  More modern, if anything.  And once I finish it, I get to make the oft-told joke of, "okay, and now we move?"

Monday, November 28, 2011

Tired And Cracking Skin seems so close but yet so far away.  The fireplace, that is.  

I checked out a company that could make the last parts of the fireplace wall, and I might be just so pressed for time that I might just order it without doing my customary 4-5 company searches.

Admittedly, I am starting to get tired.  It also doesn't help that the skin on my hands are starting to crack (and bleed and hurt).  Plus, that damn full-time job continues to get in the

Aren't I a complainey-pants?  I have to remember that I chose to do this project and that I enjoy doing renovations.  Maybe I'm just upset because it didn't turn out as "professional looking" as I wanted it to turn out?  But then again, I've always been my own harshest critic.

I just have to suck it up and git it

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Kiri is back in my office!  Nice to have the original lunch bud back...alas, some things have changed but it's nice to have my "bff" back.  I also wish her the best of luck in the next few days

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That hernia thing I was worried about a few days ago?  Well, as I thought, it didn't turn out to be it.  At least, I still don't think it is.  Seems like it's just one of those weird bump/cyst-like/pimple(?) things that I get in my body occasionally.  Like the time I had the same kind of bump in my arm.  Weird

Here We Are Again...


Dang, this weekend went by fast.  I ate way too horribly, so I must go to the gym and at least sweat.  I hate this feeling of looking up as I'm at the bottom of the (health) barrel.

It doesn't help that we found a nice suit for Arfeli's wedding from Zara yesterday, and that it's a tailored fit.  So I have two months to try to get into half-decent shape and to avoid the tight-suit-debacle that occurred during Beevy's nups (as Nefeli reminded me indirectly yesterday.  I still feel really bad about ruining the pics...sorry Beevy!  I swear I'm usually a size "small", but J. Crew just fit differently from the clothing I usually get.  And plus, as Nefeli pointed out, it is after the holiday season where the eating will happen).


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Hate it when things, like floors and walls, are not square.  Went to dry fit the quartz for the fireplace last night, and damn.  A few gaps here, tight fits there...time to think of a new solution again...

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Sunday, November 27, 2011

Drunk...On Pork

So that was a fun reception last night.  I think (think? More like I know) I ate too much.  Of course I did not drink, but damn was the food ever good.  That porchetta station at the end of the night, which I was telling myself not to do because of the copious amounts of food I ate prior to that but couldn't resist, put me over the top.  I now have the hungover feeling (where I feel sluggish, body feels off, and for extra-goodness, a coating of grease on my throat and mouth).  I might not be regretting it right now, was really, really good pig.

The party itself was good with good music (as to be expected as Mike is a talented musician and his musician friends were there too), good company (we were at a table with crazy white girls!  Oh, and Argay and I intertwined our fingers as we held hands.  Don't ask), good dancing (must be if my wife told me that I smelled like BO at the end of the night.  Thanks, wife)  and a brief reprieve from parenthood (not that I mind being a parent).

But of course, no matter how long or late we stayed up...we're still up at 5:30am because of the boy.

Today is going to be a long day too...swimming, then I'm going to Toronto to see what kind of tuxes/suits to get for Arfeli's nups, then back home to continue working on this fireplace.  I believe we've entered that busy part of the season...

Saturday, November 26, 2011

It's Only Been One Day?

Yesterday was quite the busy.

Visited a day care in the morning (not that good), went to do some Christmas shopping (I absolutely hate that toy warehouse factory that Sharon likes going to), rushed to Jool's clinic for my new orthotic measurements, rushed back to another daycare appointment (we did like this place, but of course it's a bit more $$$), came home and finished hanging up the crown moulding.

This morning I went to pick up the mantel and other quartz pieces (early finish by the company ftw!), then just came back from the Nadal's nuptials.  Now we're going to the reception. wonder I might be feeling a bit tired.  And of course tomorrow...we're still going to wake up early because of the boy.  Life!  Amirite?