The Dreaded "C" Word

We're really, really hoping it's not.

Colic.

Eamon's been the fussiest he's been today than he ever has.  Inconsolable child alert...we're hoping it's a one off though.

I still love him though

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Long work week.  Glad it's the (long) weekend.

Thy don't have any attachment to thee, Queen Mum, but thank ye regardless

Every Weekend Should Be A Long One

If only.

Gogogogogogogogogogo

It's Like Vancouver. I Think. I Wouldn't Know.

So this weather has been quite...grey.  Is this what it's like to live in Vancouver?  I would like to live there.  But if this is what it's like...well, I think I have get over this SADD first.

Speaking of Vancouver, it was a nice to see Beevy in town (and Mistie, albeit shortly).  Miss the friends.  Wish they came back so that we could promptly not see each other...lol

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JulesBuh:  stop overthinking!  You know, be...the complete opposite of me.  Then you'll be all good.

Although I wouldn't know

Another One Of Those Days

I dunno, maybe it's the weather that is making me all mopey, but work lately has been...blah.  Had a pretty busy day today dealing with an outbreak, which I haven't done in years.  Needles to say, I've been on pins and needles just hoping not to screw it up.  I felt like a rookie again.

On top of that, I had to have a not-that-pleasant conversation with an idiot operator.  People really irritate me.

Again, I think it's one of those moment I have to toughen up.

But the day did end nicely, playing a winning bball game with some much needed points.  Not that I'm completely into individual stats, but dang...I've been sucking it up lately

Maybe They Needed A Sixth Guy?

So we went to Five Guys Burgers yesterday with Beevy.  After giving it "another chance", I've decided it's just okay.  In other words, I don't think it's a place whose burgers I would crave.  I mean, if I found myself there, I'd eat there, but I don't think I'd make a special trip just to have it.

We then watched Bridesmaids, which was actually pretty funny/sad at the same time.  I'm not sure if it's because it's the first movie we've watched in the theaters in a long time (in-laws babysitting ftw), but it was enjoyable.

Now then, if I can only stop from being a whiny baby and accept going to work today...

Did That Happen?

Oh yes, this happened: http://www.zoomphoto.ca/viewphoto/13966-110-13534381/1/

But then, so did this:  http://www.zoomphoto.ca/viewphoto/13966-110-13534530/1/

And this:  http://www.zoomphoto.ca/viewphoto/13966-110-13534187/1/

Gawd we're so Asian...lol.  "Camera?  Pose!"

It also explains where I think I could've shaved some time off :S

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Good (and increasingly rare) times with all the boys and wives (and kids!) today, as they all happened to be in town.

Macsen the 7 month old is so big and cute and smiley.  I can't even imagine my boy getting that big.  Yikes

4-3

I'm catching up to Argay!

So I found it crazy how fast this year's edition of the Mississauga Marathon 10km race came.  And I don't mean fast as in my time (he-yooo).  I didn't have a fast time, but the important thing is that I beat Arvin.  Bragging rights for a year baby!  Too bad he's beating me cumulatively in the seven years we've ran it 4-3.  I better step it up for next year.  Or at least get him to not join, then I win by default.

(I don't know who invited that flew-in-from-the-west-coast-specifically-for-this-event-but-not-really long strided freak BJ.  Damn guy had to beat the both of us).

Anywho, I think it's typical of me to be disappointed with my time despite the fact I did not do any training this year (isn't that always the case, though?).  I should be happy.  I mean, it's always my goal to beat 50 minutes, but this year I was expecting to be more in the 52-53 minute zone.  Much to my surprise, I did a 50 minute 15 second run.  Instead of being happy, I of course focus on the fact that if I just ran 16 seconds faster I would've been there.

What can I blame it on?  I think I blame it on the fact that I was choking on the gatorade they handed out during the race (as I do every year), weaving in and out of the kids in front of me, and of course posing for the cameras along the course.  But of course.

And of course we had the annual post-celebration at Turtle Jacks for wings.  You know, to just totally throw out the work-out we just had.  This year's celebrants included Arfeli, Beevy and Nikkonor (Lizanor ran her first 10km race and did awesome).

Races like this make me motivated to keep running.  Especially now, when I think, "I'm doing this for my baby boy!" when I cross the finish line.

Other notes from the race:

-had two chips, as I picked up Ian's kit but he didn't run it this year.  Luckily I beat him by 0.4 seconds...lol

-didn't get to see Mr. Ryan, my high school religion teacher I always see every year.  I feel like that tradition has left, but I looked at the results and noticed he didn't run it this year

-Milton Lester didn't show up.  Dang boy

-every year I think I can cheat at the 9km loop and just skip it altogether.  Every year I chicken out

-I have to alter my running technique.  I tense up my arms too much when I run.  I feel like I just did a bicep workout

-no blisters for the first time in a long time.  Yee-uh!

-funny times at the end, when Argay and I took the bus to the parking lot (as Sharon drove home the rest of the people) where he was supposed to park.  Get there, and he realizes he didn't park there.  Then he realizes that he didn't have his keys.  Then he realizes that he didn't have his cell phone.  Then I realized I didn't have my phone.  Then we both realized we didn't have a wallet.  Tanks Gawd for Tikka Tikka restaurant who took pity on our pitiful butts and let us make a phone call.  But of course when I called Sharon she thought it was a crank call.  So Arvin called Feli, and luckily she picked up.  Anywho, it was funny until I realized Eamon didn't eat in hours, but funny nonetheless when we had that realization that we were essentially stranded

Well That Was A Long, Tiring Day...

...but it was nice.

-woke up, went to get estimate on repair for Camry from Ray

-picked up Beevy and went to Mississauga Marathon Race Expo.  Pleasantly surprised that the shirt given this year for the 10km race was a tech shirt (as opposed to a cotton shirt).  Unpleasantly surprised that there was no free Power Bar.  As BJ pointed out, "always looking for the negative".  Yes, yes I am

-went to Sherway Gardens and met Sanju with her boyfriend Jacob.  Knowing I had a race the next day, I did what any sane person training would do:  I ate a dulce de leche and banana crepe

-went to groceries because...

-cousins from Chicago (Mar, Meng, Mark) passed by, with the extended familia.  Really sad we can't make it to the wedding cruise in August, but we are planning on going to Chicago for the reception in September.  Excited!

And now...Eamon cannot sleep because he's been sleeping for the majority of the day.

I have an excuse for tomorrow!

Always Easier To Say Than Do

So I had to deal with stupid people today again.  First guy in the morning whom I dub "Goofball Idiot".  Second guy in the afternoon whom I dub "Angry At Government Idiot".

At least the first guy is nice; he's just an idiot.  The second guy (whom I met before and who decided that it was a good idea to curse me out...but not that guy who threatened me) is just a plain old imbecile where no matter what I do he will be angry.  I "tattled" on him to his manager, but with my luck his manager will take his side.

Some days (most days) I think I'm just way too sensitive.  Simple things that do not add up to me (ie. being nice to someone, being reciprocated back with venom) make me upset.  A little too easily.

How in the hell do I toughen up?  I keep telling myself I have to (and I desperately want to), but I fear I'm just not built that way.  Sigh.

I hate people.  Well, except you.  I like you.  Yes, you

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Time to make some decisions about work again.  Days like today make it clear for me; other days?  Not so much.

Fading

So I think tiredness is catching up to me.

Of course it doesn't help staying up late last night watching the Triple-Overtime Thunder vs. Grizz game.  And then waking up early to do an investigation for work.

And then playing a basketball game after work.  Which, by the way, I am supremely disappointed with myself with.  Another HORRIBLE game by me.  I just didn't have any gas in my tank (have you seen gas prices lately?  Ha?).

I gotta hype myself up here.  I mean, come on man...you've been training for this!

On another note, a more pronounced muffin-top seems to have surfaced (and over my belt).  Sigh

Oh It's Monday?

So Beevy is in town and we went to go visit them.  I hope we didn't turn them off of having kids...lol

Arvin was there, and he said "man, it feels like a Friday".  And for a second, it did.

Then I realized what day it really was

Happy Madda's Day!

To all the Mother's out there, especially my own.

And to a new Mother who is doing the best job possible in raising our son...thank you and I love you Bubs

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Hate how the weekends go by so fast...

Bowee-uh

Been feeling David Bowie lately.  Don't know too too much about him, but when I found out he sung this song, I started to appreciate him even more:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2qzsYdbl3Yw

Other songs I like from Bowie:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VNw1ZPzqP9Q

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HSH--SJKVQQ

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pl3vxEudif8

Friday? Friday. Tanks Gawd.

Jeez, when did I become one of those people that seem to be "just hanging on", waiting for the weekend?  Yikes.  Sign of age.

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Had lunch with JulesBuh today.  Through her, I see myself:  constantly striving for happiness, always seeking for perfection, never fully accepting my own self.  This can't be good.  Especially since there is nothing wrong with her, mentally and facially (me?  Well, that's debatable...)

Sleepless Nights?

Check.

Poor wifey; the boy just wants to stay up all night.  I really can't complain here because Sharon gets the worst of it.

But...Friday!  What

Baby Boys Ahoy

So we just came back from Gil and Marie's house, where my (smart as in PhD smart) cousin Bobby was visiting from Bahhhhstin with his wife Ning and their 2.5 year old boy Calvin.  Calvin is cute because he has the biggest head I've ever seen.  I'm pretty sure he's going to be (academically) super-intelligent like his parents.

It was also fun to see Xavier and Calvin interact.  And then I did my usual "overthinking" and started to think about how Eamon is going to be when he gets a bit older.  Yikes...don't grow yet baby boy!  I don't think Daddy is ready yet...

(gawd I'm so going to unintentionally embarrass this kid when he grows older, what with my emotional tendencies...)

Oh, Is This What Is Going To Happen?

Courtesy of Trannifer:

http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2011/may/03/canada-stephen-harper-american-politics?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+theguardian%2Fcommentisfree%2Frss+%28Comment+is+free%29

The Canada I knew and love is changing.  For the better?  Not in my idealistic ideals.

The Rob Ford-type people are winning like Charlie Sheen...blah

When Will He Stop Eating So Much?

Okay, let me first state that we're very happy that Eamon likes to eat.  A lot.  A lot lot.  He's at it like every 1.5 hrs, and he's gaining good weight.

I do, however, feel bad for Sharon.  She's always so tired.  Just another few months (years?) of this.  Right?

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Go figure:  played ball, and I scored exactly 0 points.  My team, though, won by 30 points.  Which leads me to believe that either the other team really sucked, or my team does not exactly need me...lol

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It's that time at work again where I'm gonna be going all HAM doing inspections (I always wanted to reference that saying).  Feel guilty for skipping the gym, but I gotta do what I gotta do, I guess

WTHWDITOTB?

Had one of those moments today.

So I drive to the different premises I inspect.  I have a backpack that contains my computer, printer, signage and other materials.  I always leave the bag on my passenger seat because I don't want the bottom of it to get dirty if I leave it on the floor.  My bag is so heavy that it triggers the sensor for the "put on seatbelt light" for the passenger seat.

The problem I have is that whenever I make turns, my bag has a tendency to fall down, so I'm constantly adjusting it, and usually while driving (yes, dangerous).

So tell me, What The Hell, Why Didn't I Think Of That Before?

Strap the damn seatbelt on the bag.

But of course...it worked.  Just hate it when the simplest answers take so long for me to get to

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Election day today.  I live in Liberal town, even though I've always been an Orange Crusader (and for no real reason either.  Perhaps because orange just happens to be my favourite colour?).  Could this be the day the NDP beats out not only the Libs but also the Cons?

Doubt it.  But whatever, as long as Stephen "Dubya North" Harper doesn't win.  Doubt that too (and it's all because of you.  Yes, you)

The Maturity Shines Through As Always

So I have this ridiculous habit of visiting stupid websites.  The latest one that I enjoy?  World Star Hip Hop.

Even the name is stupid!

But they always have hilarious (to me, at least) videos that makes me laugh.

For example, this one:  http://worldstarhiphop.com/videos/video.php?v=wshh9SK95vb91e6b86e7

Wtf?!?