scanner frenzy

jason recently bought an all in one printer. it not only prints, but also faxes, photocopies and scans. it's a beautiful thing.
so last night i was on a scanning frenzy. i have been asked to do a slidehow for the reception so that my guests don't drink themselves to death out of pure boredom. i found this little gem and thought i'd post it up. i loved that blue sweater. but with the short hair, it makes me think if you google "little boy blue" you'd find my picture:

less than month now

it's less than a month till our wedding and i know the next few weeks are going to fly past. in september, we have quite a bit going on. jason insisted on a song for our first dance (which i have no problem with, it's quite meaningful to us), but the guy (BLESS) can't dance. he can't. he tried to teach himself by watching youtube videos and as much as i appreciate the effort, it just doesn't cut it. so i got us registered for dance classes at The Grand Ballroom in Richmond. i think it'll be fun. we've never done anything like this before.



last night we saw Oasis and it was a lot of fun! i did realize though, just how old and boring i am because 10 mins into the concert i was wishing i had brought earplugs. it was hella loud in there. i was surprised to see a lot of young kids there. oasis came out when i was in grade 9 and they probably weren't even born yet. anyway, they were there singing the newer stuff and when Liam started singing Champagne Supernova, all the kids sat down in confusion: "What is this song? I don't know this song!" I laughed to myself. I wanted to tell them to stand up, this is the best part! Classics!!! But they wouldn't understand why an old fart was yelling at them, so i let them be.

o, to be young again.

PFFT!

good point dave.

just now, my coworker asked me, "how's it going? the big day is coming up pretty fast, eh?" i mumbled something like, "thanks dave, thanks for reminding me i have 4 weeks left and still have lots of things to do."

and then he said to try not to get worked up on the small things. people getting married tend to focus on the small things in order to avoid thinking of the BIG THING, ie. the life altering moment which is getting married.

that is so true. i think i'm (and i'm sure jason as well) a bit freaked out about knowing that i'm getting married and my life is forever going to change on September 27th. so of course the easiest thing to do is detract my attention from that, by focusing on small details no one else will care about once the day is done.

he also said that it's ok if i start drinking at work to cope with the stress - it's expected. they'll just all point and whisper about me behind my back. LOL

4 weeks. technically we have 10 days to do anything because jason's only day off is Sunday and Tuesday, but Tuesday evening only. we still need to get a cake, get the groomsmen their outfits, take dance classes, figure out the music for the ceremony and reception, create a slideshow, so many things to do.

haha! i'm doing it again.

where's my kilkenny.

HOLY CRAP!

our wedding is in 37 days!

omgomgomgomgomg

the shit end of the stick

so i seem to get the shit end of the stick when it comes to assistants. my first assistant didn't care and didn't have any pride in her work, which is why everything she did was wrong. she was so miserable, she quit. Good. I didn't have to deal with her anymore.

then i got my next assistant and she was great, but mostly because she was with the company for a few years and she knew how to do her job and unlike my first assistant, she took pride in her work. she wanted things done right and made sure things were done right.

then what happened.

staff turnover. lots of people left, we got new people in. we were understaffed for a while.

in july, my supervisor decides she wants my assistant and in turn i get the new girl who starts the following week. she's the one from kazakhstan - remember? WAHWAHWEEWAH?

well, she sucks. she sucks BIG TIME. she's not a very bright person and i end up sounding like a broken record because she forgets anything you've told her or trained her on.

for example:

one of her tasks is to pull all my renewals for me so i can start reviewing them a month ahead of the expiry date. i asked her to put them in date chronological order, just like last month. she comes up to me and asks,

"when you say chronological order, does that mean alphabetical order? do you want your files in alphabetical order by the person's name?"

No you dumb fuck. If I wanted it in alphabetical order

I would have asked you to put my files in Alpha-fucking-betical order.

I looked at her not knowing what to say. I thought to myself, "she must be joking. this is a funny borat joke." But no, she was serious. So I had to define "chronological" for her.

This was also the 2nd time she asked me what chronological means.

The first time I was nice. The second time, I'm not as nice. In fact, I'm quite a bitch. Why wouldn't someone think, "Oh, I asked her this before. I'm going to look up 'Chronological' in the dictionary so I don't look like a total DONKEY.

shit end of the stick.

what am I? A saint?

I've been asked to be a Godmother again. My cousin called me last night (she lives in LA) and asked me to be the godmum to her youngest daughter Caitlynn. That brings the total to 3 godkids: Sierra, Rhett and Caitlynn.
I would say I'm honored, but I have a feeling it's one of those filipino godparent things where the kids get 10 of them. 5 godmothers, 5 godfathers. I think having too many doesn't make it as special anymore since there are so many of them. Her baptism is in August and I told my cousin I won't be able to fly down and she said that's fine. I'm guessing it's fine because there's 9 other people who'll be standing at the altar with the kid.

Wow. Three Godchildren. People must think I'm a saint or something.

HAHAHAHAHA

Little do they know............