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When One Door Closes…..

My mom brought me roses to work ūüôā

My my, what an interesting couple of days it’s been.

So, I went to work Thursday morning.  I sit my back on my desk and my big boss comes out of her office and asks me to come in.  In a span of maybe 60 seconds I find out that my position is being terminated effective immediately (with a sweet two MONTH severance package).  Stone-faced I move to my office and clean out my shit and move on.  Meh.  Whatever.  Bigger and better things, right?

I mean, yeah it’s shitty to lose a job/become unemployed and as I spent the last few minutes in my office and realizing I’m now jobless the tears started to come. ¬†But again, meh.

So, from there I head to my old office (law firm) to see Angie-Whoreface and chat with the Old Guy and ask him to review my release forms. ¬†He mentions an available position to me at another business close by. ¬†Oddly enough, the position in question is being left by a friend of mine, TL (who trained me at my first law firm) and I had spoken to her about it briefly earlier in the week. ¬†But just for shits and giggles I mosey on over to her office, tell her the events of the morning and say “what-the-hell?” and leave a resume. ¬†Then off to Jaime’s at 10 in the morning for “sorry-you-lost-your-j0b cake”…and it was delicious! ¬†ūüôā

Not too long after getting to Jaime’s I get a call from the office I’d just left my resume with. ¬†The partner said to me “What does your schedule look like?” and I replied “well, since I was laid off this morning it’s pretty clear!” ¬†To which he responded with a snort and laughter. ¬†We set up an interview for later that afternoon.

Once I arrived at the interview TL and I had a quick giggle over the events of the day and then I was called in for the actual meeting.  The interview went GREAT!!  And I was offered the position.

The next day (yesterday) I started my new job…once again with TL training me. ¬†Oh…did I forget to mention that yesterday was also her last day? ¬†(As she starts a new position on Monday.) ¬†Crazy. ¬† Anyway, it was a bit overwhelming to try and learn everything in one day….which did NOT happen…but it will work out. ¬†It’s a huge pay increase with education and opportunity for growth and advancement. ¬†AND I get to have lunches again with Angie-Whoreface. ¬†YAY!

Thursday was obviously filled with stress and anxiety. ¬†I didn’t sleep Thursday night and yesterday morning I had to take my anxiety meds when I dragged my tired ass out of bed because I could barely breathe. ¬†But it’s all good. ¬†Things work out for the best. ¬†I am looking forward to this new path.

But seriously? ¬†How many people does that happen to? ¬†Finding another job the SAME DAY you lose one? ¬†Awesome. ¬†The ¬†Big Guy has better plans for me. ¬†ūüôā

Like the story goes….when one door closes……………………………

A BETTER ONE OPENS!!

Cheers!


Happy Birthday Drew Barrymore

My Favorite Cover Girl (courtesy of CoverGirl)

Happy Birthday Beautiful Drew!

Drew Barrymore has always been “My Woman!”¬† I have loved her since her days as Gertie in E.T.¬† I grew up with/watching/reading about her.¬† About her work and her family and her struggles and her life.¬† And, of course, her triumphs.¬†

A Star is Born (courtesy of Fanpop)

 
 
 
 
 
 
I have such a girly crush on love for Drew Barrymore.¬† I pick up every magazine with her gorgeous face on the cover (starting with my YMs from back in the day).¬† I have¬†a Drew doll.¬† I have her book Little Girl Lost and gobbled it up the first time I read it.¬† I have her movies and posters and think she is the shit!¬† She is one of those people I just want to be friends with.¬† I’m looking forward to the day where she and I will sit down and catch up like old friends do.¬† It’s going to happen, dammit!!¬† It is!!
 
On to the rest of my life, it’s been a long week and it’s only fricken’ Tuesday Wednesday.¬† WTF?¬† It’s dragging on and on.¬† But we’re getting there.
 
The weekend looks like it might turn out not-too-bad.¬† Blair took most of the weekend off¬†and is likely playing in a hockey tournament.¬† Which is awesome because I LOVE BEING COLD (insert sarcasm HERE)!!¬† Ah well…at least I’ll get to have some one-on-one time with him.¬† And since I’m really selfish, I’m looking forward to it. ūüôā
 
AND the Oscars are this Sunday night, which is always a big deal for me.¬† I’m not sure if I’m gonna have my annual Oscar party because I sorta didn’t realize how close they were and haven’t really talked to anyone about it.¬† We’ll see what the weekend brings.
 
Cheers, y’all!!

Happy Pancake Tuesday!!

 

Happy Pancake Tuesday *barf*

 

Let me start this post by stating I HATE PANCAKES!

Okay, maybe “hate” is too strong a term but I do not enjoy them. ¬†I do not ¬†make them. ¬†I do not eat them, Sam I Am (*giggle*). ¬†Once in a blue moon I’ll have one – like if I’m at my parents’ and my dad happens to make them (and then I usually remember that I think they’re gross as I finish choke down my mouthful).

Months ago I told Blair I was going to let him sleep in and make him a beautiful batch of blueberry pancakes for breakfast. ¬†I got to work early on a Sunday morning, using up all of my fresh blueberries and whipped up a stack of pancakes. ¬†BUT as Blair’s biting into them he said “they don’t taste right” and then, “they taste funny.” ¬†Turns out the BRAND NEW BOX of pancake mix that I’d opened (seriously just opened that morning) had expired in like, 2006. ¬†THAT should tell you how often I make pancakes. ¬†(More than likely they were bought by my ex in 2005 and I failed to throw the box at him when we split up.)

Needless to say, Blair didn’t have pancakes that morning and I was super-pissed that I wasted all my effing blueberries.

Anyway, my mom emailed me earlier today inviting me to a Pancake Supper with her and my dad, my nephews and my sister-in-law. ¬†But since I don’t like pancakes I rejected the invite.

HOWEVER, being part Acadian (Acadien) I DO have a fancy for Potato Pancakes (YUM!) and decided that I would be semi-celebratory this evening and make a small batch of those.

My 94 year-old (Acadien) grandfather makes pretty perfect Potato Pancakes, but I haven’t had his in years so I made a cheat batch tonight – cheat meaning “easy/not-quite-as-superior/lazy/etc.” – but I have to toot my own horn hear (TOOT TOOT TOOT) and say that they turned out pretty good.

The Making of Perfection

The Finished Product

Anyway, kind of a lame post but at least it’s something. ¬†And my potato pancakes rocked!

Cheers!


Oh M-EYE!

Rockin' the Shizzle outta my eye patch last Easter! Aargggg!

Alrighty, so I’ve been promising certain people that I would post about my eye issue and pending eye surgery. ¬†First of all, let me tell you about my eyes. ¬†They are very blue (thanks Dad!) and therefore very light sensitive. ¬†I am ALWAYS wearing my sunglasses. ¬† I have the lightest eyes in my family. ¬†I’ve often been asked if I’m wearing contacts. ¬†I even had an employer corner me once, get right in my face and ask “are your eyes real??” ¬†My friend Francis recently argued with me about the color of my eyes stating they aren’t blue, they’re “turquoise” (which I don’t think they are – they’re “ice blue”). ¬†It’s always nice/weird/awkward when a stranger stops me on the street to comment about my eyes.

Me (down in front) and my sugary-sweet cousin, Victoria (being lazy on the couch)

Blonde & Blue-eyed (and with a little more "beef" in my cheeks) many years ago

So here’s what happened: ¬†One Friday last March I noticed that my depth perception was a little off. ¬†I was making my way down the stairs at my office and couldn’t tell exactly where my feet were in relation to the stairs. ¬†I also had some vertigo. ¬†It was a little strange but I didn’t think much of it. ¬†The next night I had company and was constantly rubbing my eyes. ¬†My left eye was blurry and I figured they were just dry and I needed drops, but the drops didn’t seem to help. ¬†The blurriness stayed and Monday morning I called my eye doctor who told me to come in right away. ¬† During the eye exam the doctor freaked me out a little bit. ¬†She kept saying “I don’t know what this is. ¬†I’ve never seen this before.” ¬†So she made a call and sent me right over to the specialist, Dr. S.

After more tests and exams the specialist, Dr. S. said “I don’t know what this is. ¬†I’ve never seen this before” and told me he was sending an urgent referral to the eye care clinic in the City. ¬†The big question on my mind: “Is it cancer?” ¬†His response: “No. ¬†Well, I don’t want to say that and get your hopes up that it’s not. ¬†I don’t know.”

When my 3.5 year old nephew saw my eyes dilated he whispered "Spooky"

So, a few days later I was in the City at the clinic getting more tests done and finally seeing another specialist. ¬†Not cancer. ¬†Whew! ¬†What she said was that¬†the protective membrane deep inside my eye detached and shifted. ¬†The membrane was putting pressure on other things and causing fluid buildup…blah blah blah. ¬†She wanted me to go right over to the surgeon, Dr. D. but of course, he’d already left for the day. ¬†BUT a week later I was back in the City to see that surgeon. ¬†And I’ve been down to see him several times since – the most recent just two weeks ago.

After an eye appointment here last month one eye "un-dilated" quicker than the other. My friends said I look like a serial killer in the picture.

My vision in my good eye (the right eye) is better than 20/20, but my vision in my left eye is now down to 20/40 and getting worse. ¬†And now we’re ready for surgery. ¬†But, of course, it’s just not that easy. ¬†There is such a big risk involved….25% chance of making it worse – of impairing my vision even more. ¬†What to do? ¬†What to do? ¬†Fortunately, I got a call today for a “second opinion” appointment with another surgeon in the City (Dr. O.) in a few months. ¬†This guy is supposed to be the absolute best around and since my appointment with Dr. D two weeks ago ended with him being super-pissed at me (actually, he’s pissed at what I’d repeated from Dr. S. – Dramarama {They have two VERY different opinions – complete opposite ends of the spectrum}) and I don’t think I would want him digging around inside my eye now anyway.

A little dilation

So now I will be waiting and hoping that my vision doesn’t get any worse between now and then. ¬†Fingers crossed, y’all.

 

Cheers!

Hey, if ya can’t have a little fun with your eye patch, what’s the point?? (On the way to the NKOTBSB concert in Montreal)¬†

 


BAHUMBUG!

GoJulesGo: I PROMISE a cool post/shout out is coming soon.  PROMISE.

Ugh, I’ve been so incredibly blue lately.¬† I need a kick in the ass to get out of my funk.¬† I hate winter.¬† I hate the blues.¬† I hate feeling like a sack of crap.

I’m working on it, tho.¬† Right now, tho, I wish I was home and cuddled up with Winston and snoozing the rest of the day away.¬† But that’s not good.¬† So, I will continue to sit at my desk and get thru my work and then I will go to the gym and eventually home to my cat whilst the Man goes to work.¬† Boo.¬†

I’ll be so glad when this season is over!!¬† *Sad Face*


The Bucket List

So I’ve jumped on the Bucket-List-bandwagon because I’ve been really busy lazy lately with my posts and figured this would be a really easy way to get something down. ūüôā ¬†Plus, I thought it would be neat idea to give things some thought and figure out what I realllly want to do. ¬† Will they ever get Bucketed off? ¬†Who knows? ¬†But it’s fun to dream.

The SandyLand Bucket List

РSend a Message in a Bottle 

Confess “I Love You” to someone : {I am a true believer that every person deserves to know that he or she is loved…by someone. ¬†I think it’s important to tell others that they are loved. ¬†I know I would love to hear “I Love You” {I always do :)} so I think if the opportunity comes up, then why not?} ¬†*Just a note that I have obviously confessed my love to someone but I will continue to do it over the remainder of my lifetime, should the occasion arise.

– See a live shark, preferably a Great White (and possibly from inside a shark cage, but doubtful that that will EVER happen since I don’t like being in the water!)

– Visit a Haunted property. ¬†{I’m not sure why I want to do this….I HATE being scared. ¬†I mean, I love the rush from it but the idea of some sort of other worldly entity being near me, or me near it, scares the bejesus out of me. ¬†But…for some odd reason, I still think it would be fun to do. ¬†Ridiculous, I know.

Photo courtesy of PhotoBucket

– Participate in “Operation Beautiful” (http://operationbeautiful.com/)

– Watch old classics (Breakfast at Tiffany’s, Gone with the Wind, Casablanca). ¬†{I’ve always wanted to watch these films, but haven’t gotten around to it. ¬†One of these days. ¬†I’m sure it will happen.}

Р A) Visit NYC

– B) See a live taping of SNL. ¬†{One of my favorite shows….it would be INSANE to see a live taping. ¬†I’m looking forward to fulfilling this dream.

– Thank THAT teacher. ¬†{We’ve all got one…..I almost had the nerve a few years ago to thank her for what she did….eventually I’ll get there.}

– Get “Freshly Pressed”. ¬†{How ’bout it WORDPRESS? ¬†PRESS ME????????} {www.wordpress.com}

Courtesy of WordPress.com

– Finish my book (let it go, Sandy….let it go). ¬†{I started my book years ago. ¬†It’s a true story. ¬†It’s an important story. ¬†But, for some reason I’ve been hanging on to it, not being able to let go of it. ¬†It’s so personal. ¬†It’s my baby.}

– Be confident enough to walk the beach in a swimsuit (yikes!).

– Learn to play my guitar.

I love my guitar

– Drive a Race Car (aka RACE a race car). ¬†{I already have a lead foot and cruise around like I’m Mario Andretti. ¬†I’m sure I can handle a piece of machinery like that. ¬†ūüôā

– Be part of (or witness) a flash mob. ¬†{A flash mob a la Oprah or Friends with Benefits. ¬†How COOL would that be?? ¬†I’d love to do it. ¬†Anyone in??? ¬†Hellllloooooo??}

– Have a conversation (and a tea…anything) with Drew Barrymore (and confess my long-lived, undying girly love and admiration to/for her).

Drew Barrymore (photo courtesy of US Magazine)

We’ll see how these go. ¬†ūüôā

Cheers!


Dance Off

CLICK the following Link (you may want to translate to English) and wait for the Asian ad to finish:

http://www.tudou.com/programs/view/J2MSWYOvM9M/

 

Alrighty…years ago Matt Damon hosted a new season of SNL and opened the show with “the biggest headline of the summer – The Dance Off between rival exes, Britney Spears and Justin Timberlake. ¬†It was so funny and lame and I loved it. ¬† It became one of my favorite sketches. ¬†(Again, click the link above for the clip.)

And I admit, I LOVE a good dance off!! ¬†A year and a half ago, for my cousin Tanya’s (shout out!) 25th birthday, a crowd of us made our way to some karaoke bar in the City. ¬†Tanya and he (ex) boyfriend, Chris were/are really into karaoke, so that’s what the plan was. ¬† It wasn’t a busy spot but we had a blast. ¬†A bartender got the party really rolling when he karaoked {yes, I just made that word up!} New Orleans is Sinking by The Hip – I don’t think we left the dance floor after that and once the karaoke party was over, out rolled the video screen and the dance floor was packed. ¬†We had so much fun!

But Chris and I were being a little competitive and we decided to have our own little dance off. ¬†LAME! ¬†But hilarious!! ¬†We broke out the running man, the shopping cart, the lawn mower, the sprinkler. ¬†You name it, we danced it. ¬†And I want to toot my horn here and say I totally brought the prize home when Chris CHOKED on his last move. ¬†ūüôā ¬†I made myself proud.

Well, this past September, for Tanya’s 26th birthday, I headed into the City once again to celebrate. ¬†But we went to a different karaoke place and she has a different boyfriend. ¬†But to keep with tradition I challenged him and he accepted. ¬†The party this time was not as much fun….as we were the ONLY TWO on the dance floor and we made complete asses of ourselves and I think we both sort of choked. ¬†But it was still fun. ¬†And it’s good to know that Dean (the new guy) has a kooky sense of humor too.

I am looking forward to the next time I can show my MooOooves Like Jagger on the floor. ūüôā

Keep on Rockin'

Cheers.