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I realized last night I had not gotten anything for Oliver. So, I made him this collar, complete with bow tie. He will hate it, but I am going to absolutely melt when I see it on him! Have I mentioned I have THE cutest dog in the world?
Lastly, I am in the process of making another one of these cake slices… This one is for a friend’s mini-me (ie. child), I will make one for Oliver as well.
Yesterday my phone broke and our windsheild decided to mysteriously crack out of no where, horizontally, all the way across. I think this was a gift from Santa, and must mean I’ve been terribly naughty this year, though I can’t quite pinpoint what I must have done.
I did walk right past the Salvation Army guy, ringing the bell in the grocery styre…. twice. Maybe that’s what pushed me over into the Naughty List.
Anyways, that is a total bummer. Rogers won’t replace my phone, I am not eligible for an upgrade, I may have to pay for the repair, and I can’t take advantage of any of the existing deals (like $0 for a Blackberry whatever with a 3 year contract) because I am already an existing customer (BASTARDS!). I could cancel my account entirely and go somewhere else but that would cost me $250! I guess Rogers knows that I am just made of money. Which is why we drive a 13 year old car with rust and now a cracked windsheild…
Sigh… At least we have a car. And for that, I am greatful. I am greatful for a lot of things, but every once and a while I can’t help but shake my fists in the air and scream, “Why!? Why can’t it be EASIER?!” Is it just me, or does anyone else get a twinge of jealousy (and then immediatly feel foolish and guilty for it) when they see their friends on Facebook, or in life going on vacations, and buying new gadgets, and Iphones, and cars, or expensive clothes… and you’re just making it by (Albeit contributing to savings of RRSPs?). Because I do, I get that horrible jealousy, them immediatly feel foolish, but it’s there.
It could always be worse. I could be in Haiti, or in flood ravaged Pakistan, or living on the streets, or jobless, or worst of all, family-less. So I’ve got a broken windsheild, an old car, debt I’ll be paying off for the rest of my life for my silly education, a broken phone, a messy apartment, a job that is driving me clinically insane… I have a Dan, a Mom, a Dad, and bless him, a Brother (silly as he may be). And to top it off, I have the best damn dog in the whole wide world (even though he slept on my back the entire night, all 35lbs of him).
Today, I am sending away two orders from last week and filling an order from this week. Here’s a great thing! Ohhh Lulu seems to be starting to get fairly consistant orders… This is my dream.
I work in a car repair shop, manning (HA!) the front desk. When I first started here the “staff room” was decorated with posters of half naked women. Needless to say, I found this embarrassing and offensive. When I brought this up to someone else here, I got the responce “Yeah it’s not really right but it’s tradition.” They got moved into the staff bathroom… I use the customer washroom.
Today there were lovely half naked lady magnets everywhere provided to the guys from one of our suppliers. I’m already struggling with this job, I don’t think I should have to be subjected to sexually offensive materials while I’m here as well. I don’t think I’m asking too much.
I am at work right now and I am so frustrated and angry that I just want to walk out and cry.. Cry, or punch someone. I’ve had lots of hard jobs in my life, but never one that left me feeling so… worthless as a human being. Not only do I have to deal with customers thinking I’m a complete idiot because I have boobs, but I get to look at half naked Pamela Anderson’s all over the place. All the power to all the Pamela Anderson’s out there, but not so professional in the workplace in my humble opinion…
I feel like when I voice my opinion, the overwhelming response is that I’m over reacting and shouldn’t be so sensitive. But, I really feel that making this behavour is not okay, it’s not professional in the workplace, and it is offensive to me, any other woman who enters this shop, and to the men here as well, not to expect a certain amout of workplace professionalism. Actually, maybe it is the most offensive to men, as it strengthens the stereotype that men only think with their penis and are only intersted in busty blonde airheads in thongs, splashing around on the beach.
I’m frustrated, I’m frustrated and angry. I remember thinking, while I was working on my degree, that things couldn’t be nearly as bad as people were makign things out to be. Well, I am learning as I make my way through the world, that they are, things suck and I wish I could grow a penis and speak with a deeper voice because I think my opinons and thoughts would be better received.
I don’t bring my lingerie to work and I don’t want to see “Matco model of the year’s” lingerie while I’m at work either. I think that’s fair enough,.
End Rant…. But I’m still pissed off.
Every year I plan on making a whole bunch of gifts… and this year I’ve actually done it! The last thing I have to do is something for my Grandma!
Tomorrow will be an Ohhh Lulu sewing day… today, I am winding down making dinner for when Dan gets home, Chicken breasts, turnip and carrots! Yummy.
I left work a little early (a little being 5 hours) today because things were so slow… Tonight I will try to finish some Christmas knitting and some flower broaches. I spent most of the day in wedding day dream land… I keep re-thinking my colour schemes but am finding some really fun things on Etsy!
Today is going to be another very, very long day at the automotive repair shop… Only a handful of appointments, and a bit of a snowstorm outside.
Dan and I put up our Christmas Tree on Sunday, and decorated it in red and white decorations. It looks so pretty, and I will post pictures… eventually. On Saturday we are going out for sushi! I haven’t had sushi since I moved from Toronto, which is far too long. I’m a little curious about how good small-town sushi will be, but I’ll give it a fair shot!
I am trying to figure out how to fill my time today… I have already mopped, sweeped, wiped counters, cleaned windows, made coffee, read the paper… and it’s only 9:30. I have 8 and a half hours ahead of me! Ohhh Boy…
In other news, Ohhh Lulu was featured in a lovely Treasury, Tied With a bow. I’d really, really love to get a front page… a girl can dream…
I really like it though, it reminds me of Marie Antoinette, or the Old West. I’ve notice a real “country” theme in what I’ve been liking lately… This small town is getting to me!
Now I am going to snuggle with my Pugalug, Oliver on the couch and feel sorry for myself while posting stuff on my Etsy.
I hate New Years. I really do. I hate the pressure to do something special, I hate how expensive it is… It just fills me with anxiety. What do you wear? What should you do? Where should you go? I’d rather just stay home…
But, I made a dress that is suitable for new years. It’s Butterick 6582, one of my favourite vintage re-print patterns.
I am so in love with this fabric. It was in the Clearance room at Fabricland, only $4 a meter. It is a nice weight linen an the most sumptuous colours that are not done justice here. I bought 3 meters of it and am trying to decide what to do with the rest!
I’ve sewn this dress three times; once with the full skirt, once as a blouse and now the fitted version. No matter how many times I sew an attached neck and arm hole facing, I end up cursing. I find it kind of funny, I mean, I went to school for this! These things should be a breeze… but I still find myself dreading arm hole facings and fly zippers.Along the way I seem to have lost half of the pieces for this dress so I ended up redrafting some facing pieces… which is easy to do if this ever happens to anyone else, you basically trace the piece you are facing and deduct 1/8″ to make it slightly smaller so that it pulls towards the inside.I woke up sick today and am very sad about this… headache, upset stomach, runny nose. Oh Joy!