After a copy of Q magazine and a few hours of the Food Network I made it back to the lower mainland safe and sound. I fly for the cable, really.
I learned a few things on this holiday:
my migraines are just as bad back east.
roasted chickpeas are not as good as roasted soy nuts.
with or without drink my mom will never understand the directions to any board game. any game besides charades she plays like charades though, which is hilarious because she’s awesome at non charades charades.
early morning bike rides bring the most peace.
how to sleep in again.
never to talk politics to my brother.
that i rock at playing bean bags.
that a little paint can make a world of difference.
And now I have two days before I have to go back to work, another weekend if you will, because of the holiday on Monday. Given that the weather is gorgeous a trip to Grouse Mountain is in order. I haven’t been to North Van in a while and I want to ride the pod turbine!
How are you spending the long weekend?
I’ve now been on holiday for a week and although it’s enjoyable being partially unplugged (checking in every so often via smartphone), I’m starting to feel a tad disconnected. I’d like cottage life with all the modern amenities. Although does that defeat the purpose?
We are headed into town tomorrow; either going to travel down Blue Mountain on these mini bobsleds or going to the scenic caves. I’ll be wearing a helmet regardless. Stay tuned for pictures…
I’ve always been perplexed by lawn ornaments, especially my parents fascination with gnomes. However, the most disturbing new addition to the backyard has to be the pants growing marigolds.
I’m going to look for some upper body cavity planters for them for Xmas.
watching my hair expand in the heat, due to the humidity. thinking for my friends wedding this afternoon i should braid it.
listening to Sam snore.
eating grapes, nestled into a muskoka chair in the backyard.
thinking i might need a nap before the festivities this afternoon. the time difference always is so hard to adjust too. and what’s a vacation without afternoon naps?
had forgotten how much i enjoy listening to Nick Cave.
still smiling over HP 7:2. twas a brilliant filmic ending to that series. it was better than they last 3 films combined.
The renovation unearthed a lot of inconsistencies with the collection.
Hardly anything that I took away had storage locations, and we are in the midst of a storage crisis, so it’s made things a bit challenging.
I also started discovering unlabeled banker’s boxes with unaccessioned objects that predated my employment by years. Also realized that my boss had been putting stuff in there, without mentioning it to me. Knowing full well that they were nowhere near where I do my intake.
So I started labeling the boxes like the above picture.
I’m thinking of adding sub-headlines to all the boxes now. At least for stuff in my office. For example, with my tape/glue box, as people keep stealing my doubled sided tape.
Allison’s Office Supplies: What are you about to use this tape for?
a) To put up something on the wall.
b) For display purposes
c) For paper purposes.
If you answered C go ahead. If you answered A or B, please smack yourself in the head.
In a somewhat related note, while cleaning the display closet I found this. Acceptable to scare my students with it? A few of them keep whingeing about the spiders. I mean it’s clearly fake, but think it could startle. Thoughts?
I woke up this morning to my phone buzzing at me, reminding me I had a Skype date in an hour.
I sunk back into the pillow for a few brief minutes, hoping to be carried back to dreamland. No such luck, my stomach immediately became aware that I was no longer in sleep mode and demanded my attention. I hobbled sleepily into the kitchen; one slipper in hand, one on my foot and started making weekend breakfast. While the eggs were cooking, I fired up the laptop, turned on the telly, muting CTV and turning on closed captioning. Eggs done, I sat down to do morning interneting. Few quick e-mails, check Twitter, check Google+, log onto Facebook…secretly hoping the latest version had disappeared overnight. Again, no such luck.
Why is it I love change in my real life, but I resist social networking change? I think it’s because (at least with Facebook) you can’t readily opt out of things. It’s probably the least flexible networking site there is, yet the most used. Ah well. I’ll stick to my Twitter and Google+ and enjoy my eggs without rage-fueled fist shakes towards Mark Zuckerberg.
What’s your stance on social networking? Favourite site?
Even though I favour the books over the films, I am still a little bit excited to see the final Harry Potter film, which was released yesterday. I will admit I didn’t care for the last few, but I have hopes they didn’t mess it up, and from what I’ve been hearing it sounds as though I won’t be disappointed. I only wish I didn’t have to wait another week to see it.
A film that’s exceeded expectations recently? Or one you were disappointed with?
I think it’s fair to say I adapt to change quickly.
I am, however, slowly realizing this is not the case for everyone. That my spontaneous nomadic attitude can frighten some.
Not everyone jumps head first into situations without an exit strategy. Others are more methodical, weighing the pros and cons, less impulsive. I believe part of the reason I fit easily into different situations is that my imagination is always on full blast, and I tend to see the end through the chaos, clutter and caution before most.
Perhaps this also comes from years of reading magazines backward.
How do you deal with change? Would you consider yourself a risk taker?