Monday, April 21, 2014

I'm Bringing Birthdays Back (Yeah)

Well, sort of. Maybe?

I was discussing birthdays with BFF DDF, the dearth of birthday cake, when/how birthdays became so... weird, and how part of me wants to bring birthdays back while simultaneously wanting them to disappear a little (maybe it's because I'll be adding another candle to the cake just before midnight tonight (and yes, I *am* claiming to not be 36 until 11:41pm PST)).

I don't have many memories of birthday parties. The one that stands out the clearest was my fifth birthday because my mom made me a pink polka dotted birthday cake (the polka dots were Smarties, god love her), and I got my first "big girl" bike (Strawberry Shortcake with banana seat, streamers, AND bell, thank you very much) after chasing behind the neighbourhood kids on my too-small tricycle, legs pumping furiously, knees bumping the handlebars for FAR too long.

Other than that, my birthday memories are mainly comprised of other people's parties. Oh, aside from my "sweet" sixteen which involved a very disgruntled, hormonal teenager and... family crowded around an ice cream cake (not a fan) and an inexplicable cow balloon that I try hard to forget. (Seriously: whiskey tango foxtrot?!?)


I love birthdays. I love other people's birthdays. I love being the obnoxious asshole who wishes you a happy birthday via text message, email, on Twitter, AND Facebook. I love sending birthday cards. I adore being able to find the perfect gift. And cake? Any excuse for cake is a good excuse! I want to bring back that aspect of birthdays.

Unfortunately, birthdays have taken a bit of a turn for me. It started on my 30th birthday, when - after pshawing at people who told me "oh, just you wait and see!" when I would insist it didn't bother me because it was just a number - I had a full-on ugly cry mere hours before hosting a large (for me) group of people at a restaurant. Chebbar's not big on holidays in general, so the fact that he makes an effort means that much more to me, but he's certainly not the big-ass-surprise-party-with-50-of-your-closest-people-you've-met-twice kinda guy. (Although, that's more my idea of hell on earth.) (I don't like surprises.) (Or crowds.) (Even of people I know.) Birthdays are quite different now that we're so far from family, so they can be a bit melancholy for me.

There's also the (embarrassing) fear that I could Bring Birthdays Back for all of my friends/relatives/acquaintances/neighbours/mail carriers only to have Not That for my birthday, which would make me sad and reinforce the (false thought pattern) notion that I'm Not Important Enough for people to remember (womp womp wommmmmp). I know, I know: bring your OWN birthday back, doofus! But what if I threw a party and no one came? GAH.

So, um, yeah. How do you do birthdays? For friends/family? For yourself? Big deal? NBD? Pin It

Sunday, April 20, 2014

Sunday Sound-Off v. 114

Shared it:
  1. This is an oldie, but a goodie from Mara Glatzel: 100 ways to show yourself some mega love.
  2. I'm been feeling in major need of these 9 ways to find balance before completely losing control of life from MindBodyGreen.
  3. I really like these tips - really think they could work! Two kick-ass spending tips via Budgets Are Sexy.
  4. This is probably the most accurate depiction of introverts I've encountered thus far: an open letter from introverts from Blush.
  5. And another I need to borrow heavily from of late: 31 simple ways to soothe your stress from MindBodyGreen.
 The rain reminded me of home - bittersweet.

Appreciated it:
  1. New books that inspire creativity
  2. Taking your hair out of a pony tail/bun/other elasticated 'do after a long day
  3. Stopping to appreciate the moon
  4. Deciding it's okay to throw out an awful, scratchy, gives-you-goosebumps pen
  5. Probationary reviews filled with compliments

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Sunday, April 6, 2014

Sunday Sound-Off v. 113

Shared it:
  1. 5 ways to fall madly in love with yourself from MindBodyGreen.
  2. Marc and Angel share 12 things you should start making time for again - right off the top, this could be my daily to do, but don't list...
  3. Lissa Rankin asks, "who are the friends of your soul?" Soul friends are amazing: I'm beyond grateful to have found mine!
  4. LOVE this: the complete guide to not giving a fuck by Julien Smith. The older I get, the less fucks I have to give, and it. is. AWESOME.
  5. Buzzfeed's 36 delightful facts about Canada make me appreciate being Canadian that much more, eh?
 Apparently the shrub beside the house is a tad chilly.

Appreciated it:
  1. Taxes were done a week ago. WHEEEEE!
  2. Listening to Chebbar bust a gut laughing
  3. Taking time to remember a dear friend and send love to her family
  4. Not taking shit
  5. Our 9th blood donation






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Thursday, April 3, 2014

Subtweet THIS!

NEWSFLASH! In case your reading comprehension skills aren't up to snuff, this post is not about a specific individual: it is about subtweeting as a concept.



I watched a friendship implode on Twitter over that one little word. Subtweet.

Subliminal tweets are snarky things people don't have the balls to say directly to someone. I used to call it blind tweeting; others have referred to it as vague tweeting.



 You wanna talk smack about someone without naming them? Fine. We've all done it. What I don't understand is the need to draw attention to it. Why hash tag it with #subtweet? Why use the word at all? Talk shit and leave it at that. Quite frankly, I think the people who do this really DO want the subject of their snark to worry and wonder if it's about her. Newsflash: the person who SHOULD be concerned NEVER thinks it's about her. Ever. I think the best part, though, is when someone is called out on the subtweeting bullshit and she trips all over herself to deny it and/or that it wasn't REALLY about YOU! She would NEVAH!!1one!

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Be direct. Own your shit. Don't be a coward. #subtweet (*snort* sorry - couldn't resist)

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Tuesday, April 1, 2014

That Work Shizzle

Wrote a list: figured I should do something about it.

Sooooo, work. Still love my job. It's feeling a bit better now that The Boss (not to be confused with Bruce Springsteen)(have I made that "joke" before?)(probably) is back from Long Vacation.

We've teamed up with another agency to put on a fairly big, relatively high-profile event. The Other Boss has little to no admin support and had made jokes about not knowing what to DO with an EA (executive assistant). Welp, she figured it out in RECORD time and had me doing all SORTS of (barely related) shit for her in The Boss's absence. It was starting to wear VERY thin; I basically got through by telling myself The Boss would put an end to it once she returned, and she did (thank Ceiling Cat).

I did a lot of things I might not have otherwise been asked to do during the Long Vacation, to the point I was starting to feel... taken advantage of, I guess. I was completing tasks, making arrangements, setting up meetings and wondering why I was never included in the things I was asked to facilitate or why I was never invited to "catch up" lunches. I'm (mostly) over it, but it still gets under my skin a bit - makes me feel every inch of the "JUST an admin" mindset, like what I do and my contributions aren't important enough to merit acknowledgement.

I've been feeling rather overwhelmed and scattered lately. I was at a training seminar for a few days a couple of weeks ago; in my absence, the receptionist walked off the job, so I was trying to put out that fire on my 10 minute coffee break. When I got back to work, I ended up covering reception on the Friday because it was just easier. I've pretty much been playing catch up on those three days ever since. And part of why I'm feeling scattered is because I stopped what was working so well for me because I "don't have time" - my daily, prioritized to do lists have fallen by the wayside all week.


To top it all off, I was called out by a piss ant from the other agency after a meeting on Friday where he basically attacked me for not passing something past him before it was published on OUR website. He acted like a complete child. Because I'm (generally, I think?) a pretty laid back, easy-going person, it ALWAYS catches me off-guard when someone confronts me like that, and I react in one of two ways: I either strike back (usually inappropriate) or shut down. I did a healthy mix of both with him, though, I think - stuck up for myself, spoke up (a bit - I didn't call him out, even though I could have), and didn't let him rile me up to the point of being a piss ant in return.

I'm going back to scheduling time to plan my day in the morning and review my day in the afternoon; the routine helps. I'll be talking to The Boss about Piss Ant. And I'll keep plugging along like I always do. Pin It
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