Movie reference, anyone?
It is a phrase that helped shape my work attitude.
But holy moly if 2011 is not shaping up to be the craziest work year yet. I'm scared.
I know historically when I've felt this way I've just had to keep my head down and keep trying to knock stuff off of my list but I'm certainly in the in-over-my-head realm at the moment.
The additional shame is how much I'd rather look at pretty wedding stuff than work. Especially after hours.
It is so sad how few hours we have each night. After commuting, cooking and eating, running and other BS there is such precious little time. Looking at protocols just seems sad and wrong.
I hope I can get back into control on the work front before I suffer Christina Applegate's fate.
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Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Wedding post #7: don't the Seahawks know I'm a bride!
I am currently on the bus to meetup with my mom, sisters a fellow bride DSF and some friends for the Seattle Wedding Show.
I ride the bus to work and it is way less crowded on weekday mornings than it is today. I was puzzled until I people boarded wearing green wigs and jerseys. It is playoff day.
I hope the traffic doesn't send my mom over the edge before the expo.
I guess this post really belongs in my bus series...or it could have just stayed in my head.
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I ride the bus to work and it is way less crowded on weekday mornings than it is today. I was puzzled until I people boarded wearing green wigs and jerseys. It is playoff day.
I hope the traffic doesn't send my mom over the edge before the expo.
I guess this post really belongs in my bus series...or it could have just stayed in my head.
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Thursday, January 6, 2011
DTFTB. Vol. 7
I actually worked on the bus! I'm proud of me.
It was only~5 minutes but that's ok.
Then I lost my mind and drew this fine work of art.
A mockup of potential tables.
Guess I oughtta stick to pipetting.
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It was only~5 minutes but that's ok.
Then I lost my mind and drew this fine work of art.
A mockup of potential tables.
Guess I oughtta stick to pipetting.
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Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Wedding post #6: Unstrap my heart?
OK, I may later deny saying this but...I like strapless dresses.
Humph
This is a startling turn of events that I need to process. I still hate the idea of hiking up my dress and worry that throughout the day my decolletage will head south. But I have liked how they look and am starting to think that straps tend to weigh me down or make me look extra short.
I would post pics of me in a couple of styles but haven't decided my final feelings on M seeing me all bride-y or not (and since I can't make him un-see things I need to decide that first). Message me if you want pics :P
My dress shopping experience has been kinda pitiful to date, mainly because I'm a cantankerous old lady apparently. I find it RIDICULOUS (my Omi's favorite word to use when exasperated) that you need to make an appointment at the mega-chains -looking at you David!- to try on dresses. My experience at one David's Bridal was so strange. I got there and was told I needed and appointment. We wandered the quite empty store a bit looking sad and the host at the door took pity (on a potential paying customer) and said I could try on 3 dresses. When one of the many free employees took me back to the dressing room she was told that I only could do 3. The hostess had measured me and told me my size and between my mom and I we picked 3 dresses. One was lace with wide straps fit-and-flare, one was an A-line with spaghetti straps and the final was strapless fit-and-flare but they only had this one in a size down from what the hostess had suggested.
The first dress was pretty but the straps and heaviness of the lace made me look short. The second dress didn't have any shape and made me think that A-line is a no-go. The caveat is that the first two were too big and without anyone with giant clips they looked kind of dumpy. The third fit great and I loved the shape. Without the straps I felt taller, too.
This is where the trip got really strange/annoying to me. I figured that one of the many employees wandering around would decide to join us and maybe grab a few dresses or offer shoes/veils/general tips, you know, acknowledge our presence. But it was crickets. I reluctantly took off the third dress (it is a good sign that I didn't want to take it off) and got dressed. Then I asked the hostess about pricing on dress number three (I think I kind of loved it) and she pointed me to a sign...huh? Seems like when a customer actually acts like they might buy something you could perk up a bit. Very strange.
I absolutely feel like Say Yes to the Dress has made all salons feel like they should attempt to take on an air of aloofness and elitism. Earth to David's Bridal... You are the big box store. People go to you for price and convenience.
But like I said I am just an old grouch and have to get over it.
Good news though is that trying on dresses is WAY less traumatic than I thought it would be and I think, in the end, will require less therapy afterwards than I was expecting.
So, I need to do more dress shopping after I get the required licenses and permits and the 3 letters of recommendation. But I'm confident I'll find something now. And, just maybe it'll be sans straps.
Humph
This is a startling turn of events that I need to process. I still hate the idea of hiking up my dress and worry that throughout the day my decolletage will head south. But I have liked how they look and am starting to think that straps tend to weigh me down or make me look extra short.
I would post pics of me in a couple of styles but haven't decided my final feelings on M seeing me all bride-y or not (and since I can't make him un-see things I need to decide that first). Message me if you want pics :P
My dress shopping experience has been kinda pitiful to date, mainly because I'm a cantankerous old lady apparently. I find it RIDICULOUS (my Omi's favorite word to use when exasperated) that you need to make an appointment at the mega-chains -looking at you David!- to try on dresses. My experience at one David's Bridal was so strange. I got there and was told I needed and appointment. We wandered the quite empty store a bit looking sad and the host at the door took pity (on a potential paying customer) and said I could try on 3 dresses. When one of the many free employees took me back to the dressing room she was told that I only could do 3. The hostess had measured me and told me my size and between my mom and I we picked 3 dresses. One was lace with wide straps fit-and-flare, one was an A-line with spaghetti straps and the final was strapless fit-and-flare but they only had this one in a size down from what the hostess had suggested.
The first dress was pretty but the straps and heaviness of the lace made me look short. The second dress didn't have any shape and made me think that A-line is a no-go. The caveat is that the first two were too big and without anyone with giant clips they looked kind of dumpy. The third fit great and I loved the shape. Without the straps I felt taller, too.
This is where the trip got really strange/annoying to me. I figured that one of the many employees wandering around would decide to join us and maybe grab a few dresses or offer shoes/veils/general tips, you know, acknowledge our presence. But it was crickets. I reluctantly took off the third dress (it is a good sign that I didn't want to take it off) and got dressed. Then I asked the hostess about pricing on dress number three (I think I kind of loved it) and she pointed me to a sign...huh? Seems like when a customer actually acts like they might buy something you could perk up a bit. Very strange.
I absolutely feel like Say Yes to the Dress has made all salons feel like they should attempt to take on an air of aloofness and elitism. Earth to David's Bridal... You are the big box store. People go to you for price and convenience.
But like I said I am just an old grouch and have to get over it.
Good news though is that trying on dresses is WAY less traumatic than I thought it would be and I think, in the end, will require less therapy afterwards than I was expecting.
So, I need to do more dress shopping after I get the required licenses and permits and the 3 letters of recommendation. But I'm confident I'll find something now. And, just maybe it'll be sans straps.
Monday, January 3, 2011
Sunday, January 2, 2011
You've got to be kidding
Arm chafe? Seriously?
I am currently finishing up nine miles through icy tundra and notice that my underarm is chaffed where it meets my vest. WTH? I trained for the whole marathon without nary a chafe (even wore spandex shorts to protect against the nasty thigh meeting chafe) yet only 9miles and I have an owie.
And I hit the pavement once. Winter running is NOT cool.
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I am currently finishing up nine miles through icy tundra and notice that my underarm is chaffed where it meets my vest. WTH? I trained for the whole marathon without nary a chafe (even wore spandex shorts to protect against the nasty thigh meeting chafe) yet only 9miles and I have an owie.
And I hit the pavement once. Winter running is NOT cool.
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