Fine. I'll tell you how it went.

Well, let's set the mood. Start with the basics.

I had 2 interviews last Thursday. Both were with recruiting firms. Now, as everyone knows, you need to make a good impression when you first meet people, so I was dressed to kill. Here - I'll even describe it for you:

Start with some sexy underware. Why? As every super-woman knows, sexy underware gives you confidence. So, start with the sexy underware.

For this occassion I chose my black thong with the pink lace ruffle at the back that has the word "flirt" on it. M loves these ones! I paired the thong with my best black bra. But it's hard to find sexy bra's when you get into my territory of boobs, so I pretend that the "sensible" bras that I have are sexy. A girl can dream, can't she?

Over top of the undergarments, I wore my black suit. Tailored pants and Jacket. Sweet! I put a striped shirt under the jacket - it's white with black and silver and grey stripes. Topped the whole outfit off with my black pointed toe stiletto calf high stiletto boots. Hair and make-up were perfect!

So I aced the first one and most likely will not hear back from the second. Not because I didn't do well, but because they focus on placing more junior positions and don't have anything available for my skill set.

I heard back from the first one on Friday. Could I meet with a client on Monday? You freaking bet I can! So I dolled myself all up again on Monday to have an interview.

Feedback came back positive, and yesterday I had a telephone interview with what would be (if I get the job) my US counterpart. (This is the person who does the same job as what I am hoping to get for the USA).

I have the final interview with the Director of something or other on Monday next, so wish me luck. I really want this job, it sounds like exactly what I have been looking for. It also pays really well, so that doesn't hurt either.

Okay, back to work. I'll try to post again this week, but if not, I will post again after the final interview.

~kris

On the Prowl...

It's time for me to put on my super-cape, and my super-hat, cause I am on the prowl! No, not for a new man, (there are days that I would consider it), but for a new job. See, I have been working under contract for the past 2 months (since I moved back to Vancouver, really) and at the end of January my contract is up. My manager who is really great would love to keep me on, but they don't really have any more work for me, and she can't get funding. So, it's back to the drawing board for me. I was a bit upset yesterday when I found out that my contract wasn't going to be extended, but hey, there has got to be something else out there for me, right?

I posted my resume up on the typical places, Monster, Workopolis, and as of this afternoon, I have an interview tomorrow morning, and a call back to another lady who wants to interview me. Hopefully I will not be jobless for long!

Okay, I need to go. I am desperately trying to finish up the day and get some minor things off my plate before my interview tomorrow morning! Yikes! I don't get nervous, but I sometimes wonder if I am making an ass of myself infront of the interviewer. Oh well, at least I don't lie about my qualifications, and I am really straight forward with people. What you see is what you get.

Wish me luck. I need it right now.

The night my life changed forever... Part 2

Okay, where was I? Oh right, New Years Eve, 2001. So after napping most of the day away, I awoke to find Glo and Grace sitting in my living room (love the fact that my roommate at the time just let them in and left - didn't bother to wake me up first!) So I stumbled around and got ready. Turns out that the girls had decided that we were to spend the night in the adjoining hotel to the bar - that way none of us had to worry about drinking and driving. (Good idea, always plan a safe ride home!)

Anyways, we got to the hotel and checked in. The girls went down to the bar to see if Grace's new man was around and I decided to call my dad to let him know that I got home okay, and that I missed him. I ventured down to the bar around 9... And that's when my whole world changed.

Sitting at our table was Glo, Grace, Jay (Grace's new man), Carla (another friend) and some guy I had never met. I sat down and immediately asked who the hell he was. He told me his name was M, who the hell was I? (Thankfully, he caught on that I was being cheeky!) I said "I'm the most important person here!) and smiled. He laughed and my heart fluttered a wee bit. Turns out when he smiles, he has the CUTEST dimple on his cheek. We spent the night flirting and laughing, and at midnight, while all the couples around us were kissing, I nipped outside to call my friend Renee. He came with me. I got off the phone and figured what the hell, leaned in and kissed him. The rest, as they say, is history.

He waited the usual 3 days to call me, but when he did we started hanging out. First as more of friends than dating, but it soon progressed, and by March we were living together. In May we bought a condo together and in August of 2006 we got married.

Now, to finish off this story.... Jay, the guy that Grace was seeing, just happened to by M's best friend. Grace and Jay didn't work out, but they are both happy with other people now - in fact, Grace just got married in August of 2007, and Jay has been dating the lovely Nat for about 6 months now.

So that's the story of the night my life changed. The night that I met my husband.

The night my life changed forever... Part 1

Have I told you about the night that I met my husband? No? Outrage! I thought everyone knew this story.

Okay, settle in and I will tell you.

Once upon a time... no wait, that's not right. Let me take you back... back to the year 2001. In October 2001 my Nan (gramma) passed away. It was a hard time for me, and an especially hard time for my dad. Being that I was living in Vancouver at the time, I had to fly home (to Toronto) for the service, and at that point my dad asked if I would come home again at Christmas. Knowing what it would mean to him to have me home again at Christmas, I quickly agreed.

Fast forward to December 21. I'm leaving for the airport when my friend Glo calls. She asked me when I was back from Ontario. I told her that I was landing in the morning of the 31st, and seized that opportune moment to ask her to pick me up from the airport. She agreed, and also told me that she was going to figure out plans for New Years Eve, and did I want to go out with her to the club that night. I said sure, figure it out and I'll find out the plan when I get back. Christmas that year was hard, as my Nan was such a strong woman, and it hurt to not have her there to help us celebrate. She loved Christmas, and I grew up being instilled with a strong love of the season as well because of her.

When I landed back in Vancouver the morning of the 31st, I was tired, emotionally exhausted and wanting nothing more than to sleep the rest of the day (and night!) away. Upon gathering my baggage, Glo quickly reminded me that we had plans to go clubbing that night. I tried desperately to beg out of it, but to no luck. Apparently we were meeting her little sister Grace, and the new guy that Grace was seeing at the club.

Well it's Monday. And that means that another weekend has passed us by, and the work week has started again. Our weekend was interesting. Here it is for all to review:

Friday Night - ah Friday night. It used to be that I looked forward to you with such promise, knowing that I would be going out to the bar with my friends, or to a movie with a date, or something equally as fun. Not true anymore. (Well, at least not true about the bars!) Friday night found me, M, and our nephew Bai playing junior monopoly and trouble!. After Bai went to bed (he was staying with us), I read my book for a while and then crawled into bed myself. How lame am I?

Saturday: Well, I would like to tell you that I saw Saturday morning, but in reality, I slept until about 11am. Which I guess is still morning, but certainly not all that early. M and I dropped Bai off at his moms and then went to deal with the banking and get us new mobile phones. After perusing the selections we both ended up with what we wanted, which was nice, and now I have a new cell phone!

Saturday night we ventured downtown for the "Naughty but Nice Sex Show". I highly recommend everyone going to at least one of these. It's a convention for the public that is put on by the adult stores, etc. So it's like walking around one big sex store - but it takes like 3 hours to see everything. Tons of sex toys, lingerie, movies - all for sale, plus they have seminars, and shows. M and I try to go every year, if only for the people watching. It's a hoot! After the show we met up with Jay and Nat for some drinks and dinner at the pub.

Sunday - ah Sunday, the day of rest. And rest I did. I didn't end up getting out of bed until almost 1, and then I just cleaned house, did some laundry and made a great roast beef dinner. M and I had the most amazing sex (which is good anytime, but especially right now!) and then I slept.

So that's my weekend. Pretty boring, fairly lame, and now it's the work week again, but hey, who knows what could happen...

kris

I'm such a loser...

I finally broke down and emailed Smash today after reading all of his archives. I am such a loser. But really, I wanted him to know what a gifted writer I think he is, and to let him know that random people to read his diary, and even find amusement from it.

Here's a copy of what I sent him - what a dork I am!

"Hi Smash!,

You don't know me, and that's okay, but I wanted to let you know that I have just spent the better part of the past 2 weeks reading all of your archives (no, not straight through, I read them when I had some down time at work, silly!) and getting all caught up on who you are, (well, as much as one can get to know someone by reading their blog/diary thing.) and really, I just wanted to say that I think that you are a gifted writer, you seem like a truly nice human being and well, everyone likes to hear nice things from strangers don't they? (Especially strangers from across the pond! - I'm from Canada, Vancouver, BC to be exact)

Anyhoo, now that I am rambling and making an idiot of myself, I just thought I would let you know that I thoroughly enjoy reading your diary and hope to see more updates soon.

Hopefully you don't think that I am a stalker, am just wanting to let you know that your writing is inspiring, (even the drunk posts are fun to read!) and to keep up the good, no wait, GREAT job.

Cheers,
kris"

So now that I am done, and completely mortified, (and did actually hit the send button), I am going to go back to work and try to make it through the rest of the day without making more of a fool of myself. I'll let you know later if it works or not.

laters,
kris

Fuck Me, that sucks

Well it's been a complete clusterfuck of a weekend. And yes, I do know that it's Monday night, but still, I haven't told you about my weekend. I guess it wasn't all that bad, except for the fact that my renters still haven't paid their January rent, we're completely fucked for money and my loving husband has developed a case of tendonitis, and will be off work, without pay for at least a week.

Other than that, the weekend was okay. Saturday morning we got up early and went to the open house that the local YMCA was having. As they are quite a good facility, and have a ton of classes that I would enjoy taking, we joined up. They took us on a tour, and we got to check out all of the fun things (like the cardio machines, and the pool and the sauna) and then we came home. Saturday night we didn't do anything. I mean NOTHING. We had dinner and watched some tv. It was the lamest night that we have had in a long time.

Sunday, we took Mom to the dump. Not that we left her there, mind you, but as she was feeling kinda poorly and unable to drive, we drove her out there and dumped a load of garbage that she had from cleaning out the freezer.

I had M drop me off at Jubbies on the way home and spent a couple of hours just hanging out, having girl time. After the last week, I needed it.

M came and had dinner with us, and then we tried to watch a movie. It turned out that the disc was scratched all to shit, so it was digitizing and skipping throughout the entire first 10 minutes. We decided to head for home, making plans to rent the movie and watch it all together at a later date.

Woke up this morning and got ready for work. Went in to kiss M goodbye when he rolled over and popped an eye open at me.

"Babe?"
"Ya M?"
"My wrist hurts really bad."
"Okay, so go to the doctors M" I continued to hurry about, making myself ready for work. I turned to say goodbye again and noticed that his wrist was swollen. It was time for a decision.
"Do ya want me to take you to the doctors?"
"Ya, that's great love. thanks!"
With that, I was on doctors duty. I emailed the office letting them know that I was working from home, and settled in to spend a day infront of my laptop, intermixed with driving to the doctors office.

As we got to the doctors office I spotted our friend Shannon, also waiting to see the doctor. We had a good chat, then M went in to see the doctor and when he came out, well, he's off work for a week and we'll see how it is after that.

Okay, I'm tired, and ready for dinner. I think that I am going to go and relax for a while with my sick husband before calling it a night.

Cheers!
kris

Edited to add:
I may try to seduce my husband tonight. It's been a while and I am feeling a bit randy. (Oh My!)

Ha Ha, I Win!

Good Lord I am brilliant. I engaged in a great fight with the evil doers, and I, the emerging superhero that I am, have triumphed over them!

Ya right, nothing that exciting, I just beat a parking ticket. Here's the story:

I arrived at work on Monday and parked my car. As I was walking up to the meter to pay for my parking stall, I saw the meterdude.

"I'm just going in to pay, don't ticket me!" I said, smiling at the meterdude. I paid for my spot, gathered up my receipt, and headed into the office. (The building where I work requires us to pay for parking, but we don't have to leave the receipt on the dash, we just key in our stall number.) I got into the elevator, headed up to my cubicle and thought nothing else of it. That was until I left for the day. And arrived at my car, to find a Parking Violation Notice (AKA Parking Ticket) for $70.49! Holy Fucking Shit! $70 bucks for a parking ticket? What the hell. I was MAD. I was SO mad dear readers, that if the meterdude had been standing in front of me right then I probably would have ended up being put in jail for abuse. I called M and screamed for about 5 minutes about the uselessness of meterdudes and parking tickets. He just asked me if I still had my receipt and then told me that I could appeal the ticket and because I have my receipt it really wasn't that big a deal. This was not what I wanted to hear from my loving husband, but knowing that sometimes it is better to just stew on things than fight with him, I let it go and started my drive home. The whole way home I stewed, getting madder and madder at the meterdude. I got home and promptly made some dinner for myself and M. I felt better after a snuggly hug from M and a quick back rub. He's so great. Way to good to me for my own good. I went off to bed thinking happy thoughts about fighting the ticket and winning.

/Side note: I was flossing my teeth on Monday night and managed to crack my tooth. Or at least I thought I had. Much pain ensued. More on this later
/End Side Note

So today when I got back in the office I scanned a copy of the ticket, and a copy of my receipt and emailed them off to the parking company. They quickly responded to me, apologizing for the mistake and letting me know that I don't have to pay the ticket! YAY Me! I win!.

Remember up there in the side note where I mentioned my tooth? Holy Crap Batman did it hurt. Both M and I thought that I had cracked my tooth and managed to pull a couple of pieces of it out. I took a couple of aspirin and went to bed, intent of heading to the dentist in the morning.

I got up yesterday morning with a dull throbbing ache in my mouth. I dropped M at work and went over to the dentist. They are so good about "emergencies" over there, and had me in right away. Turns out that I had just lost the filling, and my tooth wasn't cracked, nor was it rotting out of my mouth as I was worried about believing. So, after numbing me up, they replaced the filling (they had to do it twice, the first time it fell out again!) and sent me on my merry way. I called M, asked him to drive me home and then went to sleep for the rest of the day. I don't handle the numbing stuff they give you very well, and it makes me wonky, so the best remedy is to sleep it off.

So that's been my excitement. Tomorrow M and I will be going over to the open house that our local YMCA is having to find out if we want to join the facility. I am kinda leaning towards yes, as they have a great pool and gym area, as well as tons of free classes for members, and discounted classes in all sorts of fun things for members as well.

Have a great weekend!
kris

Cast of Characters

You should know who everyone is. I will tell you...

Kris - Me, your friendly neighbourhood superhero in training.
M - my husband. Until I get his permission I won't tell you his real name.
Mum - my mum. She's crazy, but I still love her.
Jim - my mum's husband/my stepdad
Dad - my dad
Roe - my stepmom
Shaun - my sister
Mom/Lynne - M's mom
Jubbie - My bestest friend in the whole freakin' world.
Sal - Jubbie's husband
Fez - one of my husband's best friends
Jay - the other of my husband's best friends
Nat - Jay's girlfriend
Tina - my SIL and mom of Bai
Bai - my awesome nephew (he's almost 5!)
Jamie - my SIL and one of my closest friends
Glolee - another of my close friends
Gracie - Glolee's little sister, and friend of mine
Aaron - Gracie's husband

I think that's it. Oh wait!

Koojoe - our 15lb male cat - he's all black
Texas - our 13lb male cat - he's black and white
Butthead - Lynne's 12lb female cat - she's all white
Amity - our chocolate lab who lives with my dad now. (It's a long story, and involves moving across the country twice.)

That's it.

2008 - Here I am!

Well Hi!

It's a new year, and with that, like many people around the world, there are new things to be started. "Resolutions" if you will. I don't like to make resolutions. I am not making resolutions. I am making a complete lifestyle change.

First things first.. a bit about me.

I am 29. I'm gonna be 30 this year and I don't know that I am all that upset about it.
I am female. As such, I do have my female moments where I am known to cry, whine and shed tears. BUT! I have the sense of humour of a 15 year old boy, and I tend to make my husband shake his head at me daily with the things that I say and do.
I am not a mother. At least, not yet.
I have recently moved back and forth across the country. And I much prefer where I am now to where I was then.
I'm an avid reader. I devour books and I love them all. It doesn't matter if it's fiction or not, I just need to have something to read.
I have a very eclectic taste in music.
I am overweight - and no, this isn't a weight loss blog.
I am happy, which surprises me cause I really didn't expect to be at this point in my life.

Okay - back to the lifestyle change:

As stated above I am overweight. I don't want to go on a diet, and I don't want to go to the gym. I do want to eat better, ensuring that what I put into my body is healthy and wholesome and not completely processed, and I do want to become more active.

My husband and I have horrific spending habits. We have decided that 2008 is the year that we kick our old spending habits to the curb and learn new ones.

And finally, I want to start keeping a regular diary-type thing. While I don't like to force myself to write everyday, I do enjoy the creative outlet of writing, so I am going to set a minimum of 3 posts a week and hopefully work up from there!

Wow, I think that's enough for the first post. At some point I will put together a cast page so that anyone who stumbles by can figure out who everyone is, and maybe put up some more information about me, but for now, I think that this is a fairly good first post.

Ta-Ta Dahlings. (ya, as if I could pull off that voice!)
~kris