Yes, I am weak!
I got the latest LL.Bean catalogue and had to get these cute little moose slippers and reindeer pj's for Alex. I am a weakling. No wonder I have no money! Not to mention that I found things I would just LOVE to have myself and get for Arthur and my mom and dad... Well, I suppose I can justify it if it's Christmas shopping. Yes, that's it and of course, they all have their birthdays coming up soon too. Ha!
Had lunch with a friend from Evil Corporation and am sooooooo glad I no longer work there. They had yet another round of lay-offs. We went to Crappy Chinese Buffet and unfortunately it was more crappy than ever. I was only able to eat a mouthful of each dish. Of course, mango ice cream was dessert, and frankly, if I could have limited myself to that, it would have been better. Delia put half the amount of food I had on her plate and also picked at it and left some. Well, I guess that's why she's so svelte and I'm ... not. Now I'm all full and sleepy. Sigh.
Monday, September 26, 2005
But apple crumble makes things better...
Had left over apple crumble for dessert after lunch today. Lovely, lovely Emma Peel made it and brought it over yesterday and Arthur generously let me take it all to work. He even packed it for me. Maybe because he knows that I absolutely LOVE it! It is the only item I piggy out on at Frankie Tomato's. Yum!
And Amazon sent me an email to let me know that they would refund my money for the package that did not get to me. That means I can spend it on wool or beads now. Hah!
Had left over apple crumble for dessert after lunch today. Lovely, lovely Emma Peel made it and brought it over yesterday and Arthur generously let me take it all to work. He even packed it for me. Maybe because he knows that I absolutely LOVE it! It is the only item I piggy out on at Frankie Tomato's. Yum!
And Amazon sent me an email to let me know that they would refund my money for the package that did not get to me. That means I can spend it on wool or beads now. Hah!
Not the best of days
It's raining cats and dogs in TO. Hurricane Rita has got to us at last, though here it's only in the form of lots of rain and muggy, warm weather. Well, thanks to all the rain and the oh, so efficient TTC, it took me over an hour to get from the subway station to work, which normally should take about 20 minutes. Growl. There was disembarking of buses and boarding other buses and finally walking in the rain for ten minutes. So compared with the devastation the hurricanes caused in the States, small potatos and basically a pleasant walk in the park, but in my little world today, not what I needed. On top of that, my latest Amazon purchase went to the wrong address. My fault entirely because I did not check the shipping address and did not realize that just because I had shipped all of my packages to my home addy for the last year, Amazon would decide to ship this one to work. And not just that, to the work where I no longer work. So wondering now if I will ever see it.
Alex did not sleep again last night. We tried rocking, we tried changing the diaper, we tried bottle and nothing. Well, correction, he would fall asleep like a little angel in my arms, but as soon as I would put him in his crib, he would wake up and cry. Finally, at 1:30 a.m., I gave up and decided that I at least needed a nap and put him in our bed. He immediately feel asleep and I dozed for the rest of the night, supremely uncomfortable, and trying not to wake him as I adjusted myself to keep from falling off the edge of the bed. Who would have believed someone so small takes up so much room.
So now, I am bleary eyed, miffed at the TTC and Amazon and all in all in dire need of a treat.
It's raining cats and dogs in TO. Hurricane Rita has got to us at last, though here it's only in the form of lots of rain and muggy, warm weather. Well, thanks to all the rain and the oh, so efficient TTC, it took me over an hour to get from the subway station to work, which normally should take about 20 minutes. Growl. There was disembarking of buses and boarding other buses and finally walking in the rain for ten minutes. So compared with the devastation the hurricanes caused in the States, small potatos and basically a pleasant walk in the park, but in my little world today, not what I needed. On top of that, my latest Amazon purchase went to the wrong address. My fault entirely because I did not check the shipping address and did not realize that just because I had shipped all of my packages to my home addy for the last year, Amazon would decide to ship this one to work. And not just that, to the work where I no longer work. So wondering now if I will ever see it.
Alex did not sleep again last night. We tried rocking, we tried changing the diaper, we tried bottle and nothing. Well, correction, he would fall asleep like a little angel in my arms, but as soon as I would put him in his crib, he would wake up and cry. Finally, at 1:30 a.m., I gave up and decided that I at least needed a nap and put him in our bed. He immediately feel asleep and I dozed for the rest of the night, supremely uncomfortable, and trying not to wake him as I adjusted myself to keep from falling off the edge of the bed. Who would have believed someone so small takes up so much room.
So now, I am bleary eyed, miffed at the TTC and Amazon and all in all in dire need of a treat.
Thursday, September 22, 2005
Oink!
I would just like to say that I LOVE the Peponi Grill. It's this little place across from work. They have an eclectic mixture of Indian and East African food, with a waitress who could not be more Canadian. I had the chicken masala wrap with fries and oh, oh, heaven! And the fries! I mean, what can be better than that deep fried, bathed in fat, crispy goodness! Of course, staying thinner can be better, but well, a girl's gotta live. Really, after that meal I should not eat for the rest of the day or I should spend a week eating only grapefruit. Not very likely. So, I say a triumphant Oink! and prepare to embrace my curvy shape.
I would just like to say that I LOVE the Peponi Grill. It's this little place across from work. They have an eclectic mixture of Indian and East African food, with a waitress who could not be more Canadian. I had the chicken masala wrap with fries and oh, oh, heaven! And the fries! I mean, what can be better than that deep fried, bathed in fat, crispy goodness! Of course, staying thinner can be better, but well, a girl's gotta live. Really, after that meal I should not eat for the rest of the day or I should spend a week eating only grapefruit. Not very likely. So, I say a triumphant Oink! and prepare to embrace my curvy shape.
Friday, September 16, 2005
I'm such a mommy!
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In latest news, my little Roo has two more teeth! That makes eight in total!
Monday, September 12, 2005
Money
OK, I actually was not going to complain about it until I talked to my mom who claims that my dad supported the three of us on 18K a year. So she can't understand why I'm having trouble supporting the three of us on my salary (maybe not having trouble, but we certainly aren't saving for a Caribbean vacation). Well, let's start for a moment by realizing that in 20 years prices for goods have risen slightly. And that she worked too at the time. Sigh. I personally don't remember him making 18K. I remember me making 17K when I started working after high school and before university. "Ah, yes, I remember it well..."
As we know, there are two ways of having more money - spend less or make more money. Since my whole plan to win ten million dollars is not working out. And my other plan to write a best selling novel is taking longer than expected. Ah, well, it's only money.
OK, I actually was not going to complain about it until I talked to my mom who claims that my dad supported the three of us on 18K a year. So she can't understand why I'm having trouble supporting the three of us on my salary (maybe not having trouble, but we certainly aren't saving for a Caribbean vacation). Well, let's start for a moment by realizing that in 20 years prices for goods have risen slightly. And that she worked too at the time. Sigh. I personally don't remember him making 18K. I remember me making 17K when I started working after high school and before university. "Ah, yes, I remember it well..."
As we know, there are two ways of having more money - spend less or make more money. Since my whole plan to win ten million dollars is not working out. And my other plan to write a best selling novel is taking longer than expected. Ah, well, it's only money.
Friday, September 09, 2005
Finally!
My greatness has been recognized.
Your angel is trying to tell you that...you're
intelligent. Wise-eyed and smart, you have a
way with swaying people into following you. You
are the quiet leader who will some day make big
changes in the world.
Song: World On Fire- Sarah McLachlan
What is your angel trying to tell you?!?!?
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My greatness has been recognized.
Your angel is trying to tell you that...you're
intelligent. Wise-eyed and smart, you have a
way with swaying people into following you. You
are the quiet leader who will some day make big
changes in the world.
Song: World On Fire- Sarah McLachlan
What is your angel trying to tell you?!?!?
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Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Ukrainian Fest
On Saturday I had to go to a photographer to get a couple of passport pictures - one for me, one for my bebe. I completely forgot about the Ukrainian festival that went on in Bloor Village. Well, here I am, with the small stroller, hauling my poor baby through parades of ex PMs, dancing folk groups, beating drums and Falun Dafa members. Though what Falun Dafa has in common with the Ukraine I have no clue. I think they just take advantage of any old festival. Alex was super good and he did not cry even though there was a lot of noise. People were walking like idiots too, nearly smashing into us and I had to give some very stern looks and a few choice words here and there too.
Finally got to Black's and got my photo taken. Then it was Alex's turn, which was a bit tricky. As soon as he sees a camera pointing at him, he breaks out into the biggest grin. Apparently, for passport photos you're not supposed to smile. Had a time getting him to be serious and look straight ahead. Finally did, but he had his lips parted and the lady who was taking the picture seemed very unhappy with that. Apparently, for passport photos you're supposed to have your mouth closed. But he's nine months old! I protested. " Well, maybe they will accept it," she said. I guess we'll see.
Overall though my little guy and I had a great time at the festival. We wandered around while our pics were being printed. I embarked on a semi hearted search of a colourful flower head dress that I saw women wearing. It reminded me of my days as a kid in Poland and all the church fetes in the little villages I attended when on holidays. They always sold little paper flower tiaras for girls and there were raffles too where for a small fee the child drew for a prize. In one of those I won a small ring with a red stone. It was base metal and the 'stone' was actually plastic, but to me it was a treasure and now I wish I had it. I went to that one with my mom. We were on vacation in the mountains. Anyway, I could not find a flower tiara and the cute Ukrainian pattern mug that I was going to get for my hubby was $16 bucks, so I did not get that either. I did get a cute toy for my boy though, so it wasn't a complete shopping washout.
On Saturday I had to go to a photographer to get a couple of passport pictures - one for me, one for my bebe. I completely forgot about the Ukrainian festival that went on in Bloor Village. Well, here I am, with the small stroller, hauling my poor baby through parades of ex PMs, dancing folk groups, beating drums and Falun Dafa members. Though what Falun Dafa has in common with the Ukraine I have no clue. I think they just take advantage of any old festival. Alex was super good and he did not cry even though there was a lot of noise. People were walking like idiots too, nearly smashing into us and I had to give some very stern looks and a few choice words here and there too.
Finally got to Black's and got my photo taken. Then it was Alex's turn, which was a bit tricky. As soon as he sees a camera pointing at him, he breaks out into the biggest grin. Apparently, for passport photos you're not supposed to smile. Had a time getting him to be serious and look straight ahead. Finally did, but he had his lips parted and the lady who was taking the picture seemed very unhappy with that. Apparently, for passport photos you're supposed to have your mouth closed. But he's nine months old! I protested. " Well, maybe they will accept it," she said. I guess we'll see.
Overall though my little guy and I had a great time at the festival. We wandered around while our pics were being printed. I embarked on a semi hearted search of a colourful flower head dress that I saw women wearing. It reminded me of my days as a kid in Poland and all the church fetes in the little villages I attended when on holidays. They always sold little paper flower tiaras for girls and there were raffles too where for a small fee the child drew for a prize. In one of those I won a small ring with a red stone. It was base metal and the 'stone' was actually plastic, but to me it was a treasure and now I wish I had it. I went to that one with my mom. We were on vacation in the mountains. Anyway, I could not find a flower tiara and the cute Ukrainian pattern mug that I was going to get for my hubby was $16 bucks, so I did not get that either. I did get a cute toy for my boy though, so it wasn't a complete shopping washout.
Friday, August 19, 2005
Rainy
It was Alex's nine month well visit yesterday and the poor mite cried as soon as he saw the doctor. No shots though, so that was a blessing. Once again, he is in the 100th percentile for length at 79cm and 73 percentile for weight at 9730 grams. That's almost 22 pounds for all you imperial measure people. He's sitting up by himself and will crawl given half a chance. Pretty soon he'll be a baby no more but a toddler!
I was coming home on the subway from my doctor visit yesterday and there was this lady on the subway who just sat there and laughed and sang to herself. Of course, everyone was looking at her like she'd lost her mind and I thought, how sad. She may have just been happy and of a different mind set than the rest of the grim faced subway riders who sink their nose in a book or stare at a wall in an effort not to make eye contact with anyone. Then again, she may have been nuts, but the same can be said for all of us. Just because someone doesn't quote the bible at random at all the fellow passengers does not mean that he or she is 'normal.' The BTK killer seemed normal to all intents and purposes and he is far from it. So to all of you who find the need to communicate with yourself aloud or sing or do something else that is not normally accepted subway behaviour, I say, you go!
It was Alex's nine month well visit yesterday and the poor mite cried as soon as he saw the doctor. No shots though, so that was a blessing. Once again, he is in the 100th percentile for length at 79cm and 73 percentile for weight at 9730 grams. That's almost 22 pounds for all you imperial measure people. He's sitting up by himself and will crawl given half a chance. Pretty soon he'll be a baby no more but a toddler!
I was coming home on the subway from my doctor visit yesterday and there was this lady on the subway who just sat there and laughed and sang to herself. Of course, everyone was looking at her like she'd lost her mind and I thought, how sad. She may have just been happy and of a different mind set than the rest of the grim faced subway riders who sink their nose in a book or stare at a wall in an effort not to make eye contact with anyone. Then again, she may have been nuts, but the same can be said for all of us. Just because someone doesn't quote the bible at random at all the fellow passengers does not mean that he or she is 'normal.' The BTK killer seemed normal to all intents and purposes and he is far from it. So to all of you who find the need to communicate with yourself aloud or sing or do something else that is not normally accepted subway behaviour, I say, you go!
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
Hmmm...
May,
Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly
motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered.
Attracts others and loves attention. Deep
feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally.
Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily
consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to
dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding.
Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good
imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing.
Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling.
Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having
many children.Hardworking. High spirited.
Spendthrift.
What does your birth month reveal about you?
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May,
Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly
motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered.
Attracts others and loves attention. Deep
feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally.
Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily
consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to
dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding.
Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good
imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing.
Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling.
Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having
many children.Hardworking. High spirited.
Spendthrift.
What does your birth month reveal about you?
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Tuesday, August 16, 2005
It's just a Tuesday
And I am not being very productive at all. Have been poking at a series of slides I have ato prepare for our training program and I just have zero inspiration.
Have not talked about knitting in a while. I have finished the sweater! Yesss! Now I have to sew it together. Bleah! I hate that part. I can knit forever, but putting the stuff together is the yucky part. I think I might have to though, because I did the shoulders and put the furry grey stuff around the neck and it looks good. I know it will tickle when I wear it though. I might just have to take a sidestep and make a crochet teddy for my little guy. A girl at work brought a book for fun patterns and he was one of them.
So now eagerly awaiting some distraction while willing time to go faster so I can go for lunch. I don't know if I can stand so much excitement.
And I am not being very productive at all. Have been poking at a series of slides I have ato prepare for our training program and I just have zero inspiration.
Have not talked about knitting in a while. I have finished the sweater! Yesss! Now I have to sew it together. Bleah! I hate that part. I can knit forever, but putting the stuff together is the yucky part. I think I might have to though, because I did the shoulders and put the furry grey stuff around the neck and it looks good. I know it will tickle when I wear it though. I might just have to take a sidestep and make a crochet teddy for my little guy. A girl at work brought a book for fun patterns and he was one of them.
So now eagerly awaiting some distraction while willing time to go faster so I can go for lunch. I don't know if I can stand so much excitement.
Monday, August 15, 2005
Good news!
I am now a fully licensed driver! Woohoo! Last week I passed my G2 exit test and so now I have a full G license. For our international friends, we have a weird two tier system in Ontario - it takes two years to get your full license.
On the very same day I took my driving test, Alex got two more teeth. This time it's his upper front ones. They're not completely out yet, but very visible when he laughs and sharp when he bites his mommy.
Mmmm, mmmm. Just tried the new Tim Horton's fruit and yogurt cup and am in heaven! It's delish! I'm sure it's loaded with fat, but who cares. It's so tasty! I normally don't like Tim's at all and only go there when there are no other choices around. This time it was because I was on my way back from the bank and had brought no lunch. I see now I will need to visit them more often.
I am now a fully licensed driver! Woohoo! Last week I passed my G2 exit test and so now I have a full G license. For our international friends, we have a weird two tier system in Ontario - it takes two years to get your full license.
On the very same day I took my driving test, Alex got two more teeth. This time it's his upper front ones. They're not completely out yet, but very visible when he laughs and sharp when he bites his mommy.
Mmmm, mmmm. Just tried the new Tim Horton's fruit and yogurt cup and am in heaven! It's delish! I'm sure it's loaded with fat, but who cares. It's so tasty! I normally don't like Tim's at all and only go there when there are no other choices around. This time it was because I was on my way back from the bank and had brought no lunch. I see now I will need to visit them more often.
Thursday, August 04, 2005
Grump
The abundance of comments on this blog shows me clearly that nobody reads it (except for Glacia, who rocks). This gives me license to write what I want! Ha! Beware, ye of little readership!
We had our version of a big media event on Tuesday, which is the Air France plane crash at Pearson. I totally salute the crew of that plane who actually got 300 people out to safety in about 90 seconds to 4 minutes. Wow. I think that is the best commercial for flying Air France, even if we crash, we will save you! I just hope the crash was not caused by pilot error.
Actually, this is bizarre. I was outside on Tuesday at four-ish and looking up at the sky, watching the huge clouds and wondering when it was going to begin pouring when I saw a plane pass by quite low, heading for the airport. It was flying a bit funny, leaning over to one side and I had a fleeting thought of it crashing, but quickly dismissed it. When I got home, I learned that a plane did crash and around four o'clock. Am clearly psychic.
In a bit of a grump today. I examined all the recent events and decided that it was not due to anything in particular, just a yucky mood. Of course, my notorious lack of money might have something to do with it. Can't even go shopping to make myself feel better.
I have about five centimeters left to knit on my sweater sleeves and then I can put it together! Yay! I will be SO happy. I started this sweater last year, before Alex was born. Next project, funky scarf.
The abundance of comments on this blog shows me clearly that nobody reads it (except for Glacia, who rocks). This gives me license to write what I want! Ha! Beware, ye of little readership!
We had our version of a big media event on Tuesday, which is the Air France plane crash at Pearson. I totally salute the crew of that plane who actually got 300 people out to safety in about 90 seconds to 4 minutes. Wow. I think that is the best commercial for flying Air France, even if we crash, we will save you! I just hope the crash was not caused by pilot error.
Actually, this is bizarre. I was outside on Tuesday at four-ish and looking up at the sky, watching the huge clouds and wondering when it was going to begin pouring when I saw a plane pass by quite low, heading for the airport. It was flying a bit funny, leaning over to one side and I had a fleeting thought of it crashing, but quickly dismissed it. When I got home, I learned that a plane did crash and around four o'clock. Am clearly psychic.
In a bit of a grump today. I examined all the recent events and decided that it was not due to anything in particular, just a yucky mood. Of course, my notorious lack of money might have something to do with it. Can't even go shopping to make myself feel better.
I have about five centimeters left to knit on my sweater sleeves and then I can put it together! Yay! I will be SO happy. I started this sweater last year, before Alex was born. Next project, funky scarf.
Wednesday, July 27, 2005
Having kids teaches you a lot about your parents
Alex is a pretty happy kid, but he has days when he's sad, tired and fussy. It's only to be expected, but when one of those days comes, I'm all aflutter, trying to find out why he's not his usual giggly self. Because he can't talk yet, I can't ask him what's wrong (though I do) and expect an answer. A couple of days ago, he had one of those days and I told my mom about it later on the phone.
Me "I HATE it when he's sad. It makes me feel so sad!"
Mom "I used to hate it when you were sad."
Me "And the worst is that I can't ask him what it is. I try all these things and nothing helps."
Mom "I know what you mean. That's why when you were sad, I used to bug you about what was wrong."
Me "Oh!"
Turns out she wasn't just bugging me for the hell of it.
What sad irony. We learn our parents' true intentions when we are no longer children.
Alex is a pretty happy kid, but he has days when he's sad, tired and fussy. It's only to be expected, but when one of those days comes, I'm all aflutter, trying to find out why he's not his usual giggly self. Because he can't talk yet, I can't ask him what's wrong (though I do) and expect an answer. A couple of days ago, he had one of those days and I told my mom about it later on the phone.
Me "I HATE it when he's sad. It makes me feel so sad!"
Mom "I used to hate it when you were sad."
Me "And the worst is that I can't ask him what it is. I try all these things and nothing helps."
Mom "I know what you mean. That's why when you were sad, I used to bug you about what was wrong."
Me "Oh!"
Turns out she wasn't just bugging me for the hell of it.
What sad irony. We learn our parents' true intentions when we are no longer children.
Monday, July 11, 2005
Alex is a Christian!
He is in fact a Catholic. We had him baptized yesterday at the Our Lady of Sorrows church. It was lovely and I was very proud. Afterwards we had a little do at our place. Had a great time. I hope other people did too. It had been too long since I had a party. Glacia and Lyle came and both looked fab. Emma, Steed and Simon were there too. Simon is turning into a big boy.
I should have another party again soon. The only thing is that poor Alex was just exhausted at the end of it all. He went to bed at six and pretty much slept until six a.m., with breaks for water and being rocked.
And now this:
He is in fact a Catholic. We had him baptized yesterday at the Our Lady of Sorrows church. It was lovely and I was very proud. Afterwards we had a little do at our place. Had a great time. I hope other people did too. It had been too long since I had a party. Glacia and Lyle came and both looked fab. Emma, Steed and Simon were there too. Simon is turning into a big boy.
I should have another party again soon. The only thing is that poor Alex was just exhausted at the end of it all. He went to bed at six and pretty much slept until six a.m., with breaks for water and being rocked.
And now this:
| Your Sexy Brazilian Name Is |
 Janaina Pereira |
Friday, June 24, 2005
The rebel in me
Wants to go shopping on the way home. Of course, the sensible girl in me knows that she better not spend any money.
It's stifling hot in this city. It has become apparent that we need to move away from Toronto. The hot hazy humid smog days are just insane this summer. I guess if it was only us, it would not matter that much, but I find the thought that Alex suffers under the heat unbearable. The poor little one gets so hot and sweaty and he gets a bad heat rash on the back of his neck, which does not go away with just kissing it. Don't know what's up with that. :( I pile zinc cream on it and that helps a little.
Been feeling slightly blue lately, for no particular reason other than I have no time whatsoever for anything. I wrote a letter to my aunt and uncle and it's been waiting to be posted for a week. I just don't have the time or the energy to put it into an envelope and send it out. And I have been meaning to write to Lorena since Easter and still have not done so. I got no money and no time. Sux.
Wants to go shopping on the way home. Of course, the sensible girl in me knows that she better not spend any money.
It's stifling hot in this city. It has become apparent that we need to move away from Toronto. The hot hazy humid smog days are just insane this summer. I guess if it was only us, it would not matter that much, but I find the thought that Alex suffers under the heat unbearable. The poor little one gets so hot and sweaty and he gets a bad heat rash on the back of his neck, which does not go away with just kissing it. Don't know what's up with that. :( I pile zinc cream on it and that helps a little.
Been feeling slightly blue lately, for no particular reason other than I have no time whatsoever for anything. I wrote a letter to my aunt and uncle and it's been waiting to be posted for a week. I just don't have the time or the energy to put it into an envelope and send it out. And I have been meaning to write to Lorena since Easter and still have not done so. I got no money and no time. Sux.
Thursday, June 23, 2005
TTC stories
Let me just say a few words about the TTC (that's the Toronto Transit Comission, for all you non Torontonians). The more money seems to be thrown at it, the more service sucks. Yesterday, two buses in the schedule on my route home did not show. They just didn't come at all. Then two came at once. One of which promptly short turned. I was on that one.
Lately, in the mornings my regular bus that comes at 7:15, has been showing up at 7:25. That's quite a change. Since there were no announcements of service change, I thought they were just late. On a hunch however, I checked their site. Sure enough, they changed the schedule without telling anyone. I ask you: is that good customer service? If you were running a business and your hours of operation changed, would you not tell your customers? Sigh. And this is a company that has the temerity to threaten a strike every few years. I say there should be a rival transit comission, one that offered better service at lower prices. See if they went on strike then!
Let me just say a few words about the TTC (that's the Toronto Transit Comission, for all you non Torontonians). The more money seems to be thrown at it, the more service sucks. Yesterday, two buses in the schedule on my route home did not show. They just didn't come at all. Then two came at once. One of which promptly short turned. I was on that one.
Lately, in the mornings my regular bus that comes at 7:15, has been showing up at 7:25. That's quite a change. Since there were no announcements of service change, I thought they were just late. On a hunch however, I checked their site. Sure enough, they changed the schedule without telling anyone. I ask you: is that good customer service? If you were running a business and your hours of operation changed, would you not tell your customers? Sigh. And this is a company that has the temerity to threaten a strike every few years. I say there should be a rival transit comission, one that offered better service at lower prices. See if they went on strike then!
Thursday, June 16, 2005
Not a newlywed...
Arthur and I have been married two years now! It's crazy how fast that went. I remember when we were just married two months and thinking wow, six months that's a milestone. Meanwhile, it's been two years and feels like five minutes.
I am just in a Thursday afternoon slump now. Brain is fried. I am working on yet another project and I'm starting to burn out a little.
Still hoping I might go away to Europe for work for a few days, though the guilt connected with that would be humongous. As it is, I hate leaving every morning and waving bye-bye to my little angel. Sigh. But Europe! And alone time. I would love some of that. There, I am a selfish beast, but I am dying for a day just for me. A day to sit idly at Chapters and leaf through books. To get my hair done and have a coffee at Starbucks. To window shop leasurely. To just wander around the city, sit on a bench somewhere and not hurry. Ahhh, the luxury.
Arthur and I have been married two years now! It's crazy how fast that went. I remember when we were just married two months and thinking wow, six months that's a milestone. Meanwhile, it's been two years and feels like five minutes.
I am just in a Thursday afternoon slump now. Brain is fried. I am working on yet another project and I'm starting to burn out a little.
Still hoping I might go away to Europe for work for a few days, though the guilt connected with that would be humongous. As it is, I hate leaving every morning and waving bye-bye to my little angel. Sigh. But Europe! And alone time. I would love some of that. There, I am a selfish beast, but I am dying for a day just for me. A day to sit idly at Chapters and leaf through books. To get my hair done and have a coffee at Starbucks. To window shop leasurely. To just wander around the city, sit on a bench somewhere and not hurry. Ahhh, the luxury.
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
Been a long, long time
Yes, I know, but have been busy like a little bee. Work is goooood! I had to attend a three day tanning session (oh, yeah, poor me!) and have a course to go to this week at U of T. Ah, to relive those good 'ol student days! It's at FIS, where I never had classes, so kind of not reliving, but I did have class at Robarts my MA year, so that's close enough.
We are baptizing the little guy in early July. He is super cute and has two teeth! The teeth came in rather unexpectedly and he fussed very little so we were clueless that it was happening until I felt a sharp point poking through his gum! And lo and behold, he has two lower front teeth. He still bites everyone, so it's kind of painful.
Crap with this hot weather! I hate it. Can't wait for the cooler days. I resolved to finish my sweater in time for fall and when it's so hot, there's just no knitting. I miss it. Now of course, I keep seeing designs for cute little cotton tops and want to knit or crochet one for myself, but who am I kidding. By the time I get Alex to sleep, it's nine and then Arthur and I have an hour to ourselves before our bedtime. Sigh. Where does all the time go?
Yes, I know, but have been busy like a little bee. Work is goooood! I had to attend a three day tanning session (oh, yeah, poor me!) and have a course to go to this week at U of T. Ah, to relive those good 'ol student days! It's at FIS, where I never had classes, so kind of not reliving, but I did have class at Robarts my MA year, so that's close enough.
We are baptizing the little guy in early July. He is super cute and has two teeth! The teeth came in rather unexpectedly and he fussed very little so we were clueless that it was happening until I felt a sharp point poking through his gum! And lo and behold, he has two lower front teeth. He still bites everyone, so it's kind of painful.
Crap with this hot weather! I hate it. Can't wait for the cooler days. I resolved to finish my sweater in time for fall and when it's so hot, there's just no knitting. I miss it. Now of course, I keep seeing designs for cute little cotton tops and want to knit or crochet one for myself, but who am I kidding. By the time I get Alex to sleep, it's nine and then Arthur and I have an hour to ourselves before our bedtime. Sigh. Where does all the time go?
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