FASHION FRIDAYS

(The retail and lab girls; Farah, Jen, Heather, & Eferlina)

Thats definitely the definition of kool. Welcome to my Tuesday, Friday and Saturdays, I work part time causal at Lenscrafters with some pretty stellar people, which makes up for the sometimes mundane of the job.

Its simple, I make glasses. I have been with Lenscrafters for over two years now as a Lab technician. They keep all us techs locked up behind a thick glass, and if you have ever come to visit me at the store you would probably now why. The lab staff are an eclectic group, we are recognizable for our poor dance qualities and are off tune singing. No smart customer would approach the store if they could hear us.


Some of the staff have some notable dance moves too. My General manager is a pro at the caterpillar. My lab manager is skilled at the running man, he has tried to pass the skill onto me, but I always manage to botch it.

(the morning huddle)

With all the dancing and singing we do you probably believe we don't do any work. Thats a mistaken judgment, we are actually a very busy store with a lot of hard working staff.

It usually happens even before the store opens up, the phone starts to ring, and never stops.

On particularly busy Saturdays the lab staff have to have a snack staff in the back because we don't have time to run back and grab a drink of water, or coffee, or juice or my personal favorite CHOCOLATE.

Fridays are Fashion Fridays, the staff break out of there confining black attire and can wear just about anything they like (no jeans or open toed shoes). This lets the staff really express there unique tastes in design. The last few Saturdays and Sundays have been beach days, the staff is allowed to wear shorts and sandles. The first time we did this it was kinda funny, my General Manager looked like he was on vacation in Florida.

"Never lose sight of the fact that the most important yardstick of your success will be how you treat other people - your family, friends, and coworkers, and even strangers you meet along the way." -Barbara Bush

SCOOPS SCOOP

This is my youngster sister Scoop. Most of you know her, but I wonder how well? For those of you who don't, your really missing out on meeting an impressive girl. I want to introduce you to her newest ambition, movie reviewing.
Scoop has always enjoyed renting movies, and going to the theaters to see just about anything. She certainly has her favorites, but she is never closed off to watching some films which may be a bitt more obscure. So I introduce you to her newest blog Scoops Scoop

She hasn't reviewed a whole lot of movies yet, but I suggest checking it out. Maybe recommend a movie that she should see and do a review on, she always loves the input.

She really likes anything that correlates with movies, she loves quotes from movies, she loves still frames, she even loves the actors (ie Cillian Murphy). So check it out!

THE GREAT GREEN GAS GUZZLER

THE HUMMER.
My parents own this beautiful beast and on more then one occasion I have been given the privilege to take it for a cruise. My parents were so trusting of me they even let me take it on a road trip once.

This happens to be one of my favorite pictures of the HUMMER. We went to check out 'The Frank Slide' and everything just came together for the picture. The sun perfectly hit the side mirror, and the orientation of the rocks made it look as if we were off roading.



My first big road trip with the HUMMER was to the Crows Nest Pass. I had a personal sense of euphoria from just packing the back with all our sleeping bags. I was soo glad to share this weekend with my friends.
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I must add that this video was shot without my knowledge, and I make no apologies for MY singing. Road trip singing just isn't meant to be good.

This last Christmas my family went to Vancouver, its a long drive (go figure). So me, my mom and my dad all took turns driving, we did the whole drive in one day. I didn't actually drive in the mountains, (thank-goodness) I drove from Rockey Mountain House on Highway 93 south to somewhere right before the mountains. When the snow started to appear my mom and I switched spots.

I have comfortably driven the HUMMER around Red Deer were my parents live, but when it was asked if I would be willing to drive it in Vancouver I definitely hesitated. My cousins and I had planned on a winter picnic and the only way were going to make it to the park is if I drove. So I stepped up and drove. The car alarm left me a little embarrased in the parking lot.

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Its only the beginning, I will take more pictures, I will take more drives, I will have more embarrassing moments.

PRETTY IN PINK

I sorta had this notion that becoming part of the Female Adult World I was expected to adorn high heels at my place of employment. It was kinda like a graduation present, "Here is your set of 4-inch heels, now join the masses of girls walking the streets of the metropolitan work place," I have come to the sad fact that I might never be able to join this secret club for my detest of high heel shoes.

I bought these lusciously pink shoes nearly 3 years ago, I half expected that I would be wearing them soo much that I would need a new pair of stilettos almost every 6 months. The first night I wore them ,which feels like nearly a century ago, I was trying to impress a boy. Well the guy hardly noticed me, let a lone my killer heels. I say killer because that is most certainly what they did to my poor feet. I have maybe since that dreadful evening donned these pink killers 3 times. Well in all my brightness I accepted the challenge of a new job, a new office job, one that requires me to dress like an adult, and maybe to once again test the waters of high-heels and stilettos. So as a practice run I wore them to church this last Sunday.

First I had to somehow learn to drive with these monsters, not an easy feet (pardon the pun). I dare any guy to try and drive a heavy duty pick-up truck in 4-inch stilettos around a parking lot, maybe you will gain some view into the great complexities of women driving. Walking in these shoes is no easy feet either. I am naturally a quick walking paced person, but in high heels, you can't take wide steps, unless you plan on swimming across the parking lot on your face. Then you have to bare the awful clip-clop, clip-clop noise that you make upon entrance. Walking up the stairs, walking to my seat, all heads turn to observe the lady who has the audacity to wear such awfully noisy shoes. Then you have to stand for at least the length of 5 old hymns, each with luck all have five verses and the chorus to sing through each verse. When church is finally over, you don't wait one second after closing prayer before you bolt out of your chair, walking at the fastest pace you can make in heels that force you to walk dreadful slow. No time to shake hands or even acknowledge anyone, because the sooner you get home, the sooner you can get the shoes off and start the healing process. You can't even think of stopping at the car wash on the way home, I won't even get started on the embarrassment of possibly getting your heel stuck in a grate. To all the girls who can wear high-heels, I send my regards and compliments, for I never will comfortably enjoy them.

TUMMY TUCK?

Life just seems to be passing me in a whirlwind these days, but I am ever so thankful for the brief moments when I can capture them with my camera. I had a good laugh over these photos that I took during my reading week. Two of my cousins flew in from Vancouver to spend sometime with me and my younger sister. After swimming at the West Edmonton Mall Water Park, merely to humor ourselves, we choose to create our own 'DOVE' campaign. You know the advertising bitt were people are showing that they are comfortable with there bodies and showing off there imperfections. These pictures make me laugh hysterically, other times I look at them and wonder what was going through my head that day.



I don't like standard beauty - there is no beauty without strangeness. ~Karl Lagerfeld

PLAY TIME?

On the weekend a friend of mine asked a general question, well I think it was more of a statement then a question, but it has begun to really trouble and bother me. It was asked if we notice how we don't 'play' anymore, how as children we used to just 'play.'

It really got me thinking, its so true (at least for me). I make coffee dates, or make plans to go tobogganing, or plane to meet up with my friends for a movie. I don't really just stop by randomly to hang out or 'play.' I also guess my living so far out in the boonies makes it difficult for others to pop in, also I think I can be a little shy and that always makes a conversation awkward, and no one really enjoys awkward talks. The whole notion of being able to just 'play' as I once did as a child sounds so delightful.

A much younger version of me at Tea Time.

SUNDAY NIGHTS

Some things are just beyond words.

My roomie Danelle watches her favorite show 'Americas Funniest Home Videos'

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