1/11/11

Ok, so now it's actually 1/12/11....but I'm ignoring the fact it's after midnight right now. Like I seem to do every night.

At work today I beat my record of selling our coupon calendars. A grand old 8 sold today compared to my old record of 7.

[I'm a really lame salesperson and calendars are boring to talk about].

In exciting news, I'm going to be painting some close to 8 foot high Vikings soon for job number 2 so while I'm attacking and experimenting with acrylic paint, I can pretend I'm pillaging a village instead.

[Actually I'm pretty sure I'd also make a lame Viking too. My dad likes to tell me we have a Cossack ancestor but I highly doubt those genes were passed down to me. Same with the salesperson genes.]

The main point is this: the last few days I've been going over in my head the best way to paint with acrylic on a see-through surface, where essentially what I'm painting has to be seen more clearly from the side I can't see rather than the one I can. Which gives me multiple possibilities:

[Skip this part if you aren't an art nerd]

1. Paint two layers, a pretty one for the outside and a duplicate on the inside so it will be a double-sided Viking

2. Paint in tiny sections so I can get the layered effect I want without rick of the acrylics drying too quickly and me ending up with blocks of colours on the outside with no real detail.

3. An artist's worst nightmare [ok, this one is probably a bit of a stretch. I'm sure my previous painting instructor would scold me for linking acrylic paint to a nightmare].

Anyways, I'm excited and therefore so should you. If only I could get to bed at a decent hour.

Please don't judge my entire artistic being on this one sketch.

Much Appreciated.

the knitting song

Because I'm feeling sad, I'm making a happy list about today to help me feel better before I try to sleep and end up with sad dreams.

1. I turned the heel of my lovely Mini Mochi ankle sock [I really need to order some more of this yarn]

2. I had a delicious breakfast, plus a delicious lunch where I discovered a new sandwich combo 

[crusty bread with prosciutto and herb Havarti cheese with cantaloupe on the side]

3. I remembered all the wonderful reasons why I love Kyleman

4.  I got tickets to see Paul Revere and the Raiders

5. I had a good hair day [once I showered]

6. Had a good shower

7. got kisses

8. zzz...

Friday Night Dinner Parties

This Friday has not been what I planned. It started pretty normally, aside from a sore wrist from shoveling snow the night before [at least it was a gorgeous night] but then slowly started going downhill to hell. But, without going into any particular details, I will say it was particularly unsurprising and now I am left with no license plates on my car but at least [technically] full ownership on it.

And now I'm calming myself down with wine and making spaghetti sauce, alongside the lovely music of Sophie Madeleine.

Surprisingly I haven't knitted in the last couple days and now I am craving to work on some knitted socks to complete up either my own little anklets I'm making from this dreamy yarn or Kyleman's [which will hopefully go faster this time!] so I think I shall knit before my mother gets home and true pre-dinner party mayhem starts.

the joys of two jobs.

So far this week has been pretty darn weird.

Monday I barely remember, I think, because of how exhausted I was from my first shift at V.V. in a week.

Tuesday I was on-call at V.V. but if I didn't have to go in, I'd go instead to my second job, the Museum, for a meeting Only I didn't get called into V.V. but then Chas from the Museum called and told me the meeting was cancelled because everybody else had called in sick [they have a very small staff]. So I was left to clean my room.

Wednesday was the hormonal, cramps the size of China and a headache the size of Britain, gotta shuffle through the day at V.V. with a manager's meeting thrown in [and nothing ever goes right when the managers go in for their meeting. Nothing] kind of day. It was horrible. And to top it all off, Blogger didn't want me posting in that kind of state of mind so it wouldn't work for me last night. And my period key is becoming sticky enough that usually I have to press it either really hard or twice to actually get any punctuation mark at all.

Thursday, today, is hopefully going to be better. It's another one of those "if I'm not working one job, I'm working the other" type days and as of right now no one has called in sick. Except gmail.com seems to just not want to let me see my inbox in anything other than basic HTML. Change that HT to a plain ole' F and you've got this week's motto thus far.

Also to go a head into the future a little bit, Friday, I was supposed to head up to Yorkdale mall with one of my favourite ladies of all time to check out Victoria's Secret and other lovely shops. But now I've been guilted and pleaded into helping my mother with her dinner party pickle [not an actual pickle, even though my mother is fond of pickle trays] since she works during the day, I don't, I cook better [that's probably a lie. However, I am awesome at cooking things that come in large pots] and she now has almost twice the amount of guests she was originally expecting.

One of my favourite mottos is "Life's a bitch, so bite back." well if Life keeps throwing me these little tribulations by Sunday, she won't be getting just a bite. She'll be getting a kick.

love is Marina and the Diamonds

It makes sense that at 5 to midnight I would get the incredible urge to draw cartoons and scan them in [using the new printer I got for Christmas, takes up half my desk, and that I confusedly set up this afternoon on a cleaning break {seriously, it took me a couple tries before I figured out the paper tray is hidden and NOT the slot at the top that has a "paper in here!" picture}] except I know this is a bad idea which involves procrastination on sleep when I have an ACTUAL work shift tomorrow and not a [lame] on-call shift.

Also I'm beginning to wonder why I don't have more Marina and the Diamonds on my ipod. I mean, I have this song [my favourite] and this one too but why, oh WHY, haven't I just put aaaaaaaaaaaaall of them on? Like, for example, this song:

[p.s. good job, Blogger, on adding a youtube option to your videos! Bravo!]

Ink

As most of you may or may not know, I have two tattoos that look like this

and this

and now after seeing a co-worker's newest tattoo I am craving another one. Not that I wasn't before [having a total of 3 tattoos seems like a good number to me] but now I am going through one of my "desperately need to get new ink" phases. This phases always make Kyleman laugh.

So I've been looking around the internet [instead of cleaning my room as proposed: I figured since neither of my works ended up wanting me today, it was a divine sign telling me to clean] for inspiration.

Which happened to be the Beatles.

[I LOVE the Beatles.]


And now I am listening to their entire discography while pretending to start cleaning my room, trying to come up with some divine inspiration of my own that I hopefully won't regret later on in life.

Bring out the red lipstick

So even though I was ready to party in the new year last night [par-tay dress, red lipstick and high heeled up] by the middle of the evening I once again realized why I don't really drink [I'm serious; alcohol and I have a horrible friendship/mild allergy to each other] and started my quest to become sober again.

Which really wasn't that hard since I had had only one drink by this point in time.

Thus instead of getting a cab home and leaving Kyleman's standard car at the party house, we all decided it'd be good practice for me to drive us all home. Much to my relief the drunkies kept their calm for nervous me, and were very much impressed when I got us home safely and only stalling the car once.

And that was the marvelous start to my new years!
Voila!