There's a seven AM????

So....I don't know if anyone knows this about me but me and mornings...we are mortal enemies. I mean it! There is nothing I hate more that getting up early. But, with the job I have, I am sometimes required to work special events and be a representative for my department. The last two events have unfortunately been breakfasts....so I have to be up and at the event by 7AM!!!!! Can you believe that..its cruel.
Normally, I have to be at work for 8:30, and it's like a 15Min subway ride. Now factor in getting to the subway and getting to my office from the subway I budget about half an hour for commuting. So, I don't get up until 7:23am. Its a very precise schedule..not leaving much time for delay.
But on these 'voluntold' mornings I have to be up by 6am to leave my house by 6:30 its absolute torcher. Now to add to my grumpiness...I forgot my Scotia shirt at work so I had to go to work get my shirt then run to the venue...which is almost always in a fancy hotel..which means I am of course gonna get lost. I don't know what it is about fancy hotels..but I always find a way to get lost.
The only bright part about today was the 'host' or 'MC' of the event was super awesome and cool..he is owns and operates a skate park in like Burlington..and during the auction he donated a week of lessons and a skateboard..and half way through the bidding...he was like wait..I will give you both the prize if you both agree to pay $600..then he offered it to anyone who was willing to pay that amount. How cool is that.
Anyways...i can't remember the point of this blog post...I am tired..and when I get tired, I tend to ramble. And apparently I am so good at rambling, I can do it not only verbally but also written....GO NEW TALENT!

PS...I discovered a brand new beverage that I am totally addicted to...it is called "Arnold Palmer" (no joke) it is made by the Arizona iced tea people and it is half ice tea and half lemonade. The best part is the can..it has a picture of Arnold and a story about his career...he's a golfer.

The search for a part time job...

So I have recently decided that I would like to supplement my income....for numerous reasons...
1)I am only in a contract job right now, its over in September. I would like some sort of secondary income to save up just in case the worst happens and I can't find a new job.
2)I want to start to sell my own jewelry and purses...and supplies and start up costs are high.
3)I would like to go away to Spain, Las Vegas, new york...basically travel..and dude..that requires actual money
and finally
4)I have expensive taste..and I love clothes, and shoes, and purses, and...well I could go on..but really you get the point.
Soooo...i applied to Loblaws, it is right behind my apt, its open late..and it would be a perfect fit for me. And they called me two weeks ago and left me a message asking if I was still interested in employment....So I called them back and left them a message saying I am very interested. Then no response...HOW RUDE...so I call a second time and leave another message....NO RESPONSE. So I was like, screw them...but then I remembered my list from above..and called a third time...left another polite message....NO RESPONSE. SO now I am back to SCREW THEM.
And then I applied to Town Shoes. Which I am hoping to hear from them soon. If you work there...you get free shoes...FREE SHOES!!!
Anyways...if anyone out there has any other ideas, LEGAL IDEAS, of how to make some extra cash....Let me know...I am open to suggestions.

Laundry Room Ediquette

So...Monday was family day and I decided to celebrate it by doing my laundry. This is a big deal for me because I hate laundry and I have lots of clothes...lots and lots of clothes. There was a time when I was younger that I would buy new clothes instead of doing laundry....but I am a grown up now...and new clothes can be expensive.
So I get to the laundry room..and woot woot...two machines available...(insert happy laundry dance here).
I put two loads in and set my cell phone alarm.....back to my apt I go. I re-load my laundry basket with the next two loads and await the finishing of my first loads.
DING!(laundry alarm)
So I head back down to the laundry room to switch over my laundry to the dryer and start another load of washing...when....<SCARY MEAN OLD LADY ALERT>...an older lady was standing by my washing machine.
"They're taken" she says in a very territorial voice
"I know" I say in a confused and uncertain voice
"I'm using them" she says
"but that's my stuff in there, I am still using them, I'm not done" still confused voice because i don't know what the protocol is here. do I challenge her, and refuse to let her use the machine, do I try to reason with her? I just don't know what to do!
"They are mine now" she says in an even meaner tone..which I didn't think was possible..because she was quite mean before.
"Fine, you know what...you can have them" yes I caved...I don't like confrontation and yes I was afraid she would beat me up or tell the landlord on me or something.
BUT...she doesn't move away from the machines..and my clothes are still in there...I need to move them to the dryer but she won't give me any space.
"I'm not gonna steal the machines, but I do need space so I can get my clothes out..can you give me like 5 minutes to unload the machines?" I ask...in a clearly frustrated tone...which SHE IGNORES...AND DOESN'T MOVE. Crazy lady...really....you need the machines that bad...it looks like all you are washing are Lacy curtains. REALLY!?!?!?!
So I work around the crazy old lady getting more and more frustrated by her rudeness. I get one machine unloaded..and she immediately jumps on it...I get the other one unloaded...and...
"I guess I really only need the one machine" she says in a slightly guilty tone
"You know what...that's okay...you clearly need the machines more than me...I will just come back at a later time" I say in a bitchy tone...that's right I bitched out a bit. then I picked up my laundry basket..and stormed out. great exit.
SIDE NOTE: I am now a little afraid of the laundry room because I don't want to run into that old lady again...she was really mean and scary!
So...new plan, only do laundry late at night...like 8pm..because she is probably in bed by then...old people go to bed early right?

Results of the food diary

Okay, so I know I only posted two days of my food diary...but it really didn't change much from those two days.
I sent it off the Marv....and he has told me:
1) I don't get enough variety in my diet
2) I don't eat enough protein
3) I eat to much junk food
4) My meals are not large enough

So...I am now on Operation: Eat healthy and more and not junk food....its a working title.

Food Diary

Day Two

Breakfast: Yogurt, Lemon tea with a squeeze of honey

Morning Snack: 2 Clementines

Lunch: Mixed green salad with grapes, chicken, soy nuts, and broccoli and Greek vinaigrette

Afternoon Snack: 1 Clementine

Dinner: Peanut butter and honey sandwich on low carb bread

Drink: 3 Litres of water throughout the day

Food Diary

Day 1

Breakfast: Yogurt

Morning Snack: 3 Clementines

Lunch: Mixed greens with chicken pieces, broccoli, grapes, soy nuts and a greek feta vinaigrette

Afternoon Snack: Chocolate chip muffin (I know...bad me...but I am weak)

Dinner: A tomato, green pepper, avocado, lettuce, and one piece of bacon sandwich

Cheat: A third of an O'Henry Bar (you don't understand how hard it was not to eat the whole thing)

Drink: 2 litres of water - throughout the day

The last 15

Okay, now just a little info before I get started...I am not a fitness freak, or a health nut. I love junk food and being lazy. But...when I moved out...I started getting more exercise (there are A LOT of stairs at my subway station) and eating less junk food (its expensive). So without even realizing it or consciously trying, I lost some weight. And it felt great. So I decided I wanted to lose more weight.
I am pretty good at losing weight because I will just deny myself junk food and work out like crazy for a couple months...but then I get lazy and it all comes back. I was constantly gaining and losing weight...that's not healthy.
So, this time I decided, well, new place new job...why not take it seriously this time and focus on healthy eating habits and long term exercise plans.
STEP 1) I started eating breakfast and lunch and dinner. I use to just not eat all day and then come home and eat and eat until I went to bed.
Step 2) Allow my sister to talk me into this crazy boot camp exercise program. It was tough...I get my ass kicked twice a week and it doesn't get easier and it is never the same. It is an amazing program and it is a great work out.
From these two changes...I have lost over 20 pounds, and all my clothes are way too big.
So I went for a physical appraisal with my boot camp trainer Marv. And.....I still need to lose 15 more pounds to be considered a healthy body weight.
Truthfully...I am a little disappointed by this news because I thought I was doing so well..I was taking my time doing it right...and I find out I still need to lose 15 pounds. But let's get serious...15 is doable...and I am focused and determined to get healthy.
So next step......food diary for a week so Marv can see where I am at in terms of my eating habits...(scary). Then I have to do more cardio outside of class. I am thinking I am gonna try to walk home from work a couple days a week to see if I can handle it.
Anyways....I will keep you posted about my last 15 pound boot camp.

Romantic Cynic?

So I realized something on the weekend....I believe in love. I know that there are people in this world that are just meant for each other. They just seem to go together so well, they complement each other like peanut butter and chocolate. I romanticize love....but at the same time I am very cynical myself about finding that one person for me. I am a strange combination of hopeless romantic and hardened cynic.
I know its a strange combination...but I am a strange crazy person. And I hope you enjoyed learning just a little bit more about me.

Fire Safety

So I moved into my new apartment....a year ago yesterday. Jan 31st, 2009.....and to celebrate this wonderful occasion the building decided to have a fire.
So let me just preface this story with a little background info on me, 1) I love to sleep in, 2) I am not a morning person, & 3) I have never been home when they do their fire alarm testing.

Okay, so Sunday morning, 9:30am, sleeping like I always am when this high pitched horrible alarm goes off. I am shocked awake and I have no idea what's going on. First thing I do is go to turn my alarm clock off thinking...damn its loud today and why is it even on...it's not Monday. Then I realize it's a fire alarm so I go and try to take the batteries out of my little alarm...that didn't work. So with my ears plugged I go out into the hall and see one of my neighbours and ask him if its the whole building..and he looks at me like I'm crazy. I also smell smoke at this point. So I run back into my apt freaking out...the buildings on fire we have to evacuate. And I can't leave my baby kittens...they aren't a year yet..and they are probably just as scared as I am. So I finally find them under my couch. It takes me like 10 minutes of moving the couch around but I get them out and into the cage. I throw on my jacket and my winter boots and run out of my apt with my cats. I lock the apartment door for some reason....just in case, In case of what I have no idea. Then start my long trip down the 9 flights of stairs and out to the parking lot. I get outside and move away from the building and I see a few interesting things, 1) everyone is dressed...there is no one in pj's but me. 2) everyone brought their dogs but no one but me brought their cats. So I looked like the crazy cat lady. After 30 minutes of standing around we were allowed back in. The building still smells like smoke but I have no idea what happened because I don't talk to my neighbours. Oh well it was a great way to celebrate the start to my second year in my apartment!