full of yummy goodness

Today was a day of pure gluttony. Big family reuinion in Toronto, with a table for 14 at the restaurant for dim sum. Funnily though, there were no cousins there my age as they had all managed to disappear. My sister went to San Fransisco yesterday with her boyfriend for New Years, and my other cousing was in Hong Kong on some testosterone-driven, gung ho asian tour. Glad he didn't get hit by the tsunamis or it would be a sad sad Christmas. All the married cousins except one couple didn't show up either. So it was me and a bunch of adults, plus a step-cousin and her 7-year old daughter.

Lunch was pretty good, but of course with 14 people it takes a long time and a lot of food before everyone is happy. Plus, the restaurant smells of fried/steamed/boiled chinese food and you smell like fried/steamed/boiled chinese food for the rest of the day.

After lunch we went back to my uncle's house to chill out. With tea and cookies and chesnuts. Who needs to eat more??? Needless to say I passed out on the floor while 3 children ran around the house screaming at the top of their lungs.

Break to 2 hours later, when we decide to have dinner. Yay! Still full from lunch thank you. Interestingly, of all the places in Toronto to eat dinner, we choose to go back to the same restaurant for reasons that will escape me for years to come. Guess if it was good the first time it's bound to be good the next time, right? Having dwindled down our party to a size of 9, we head back to the restaurant only to find that half of it has been taken over by a wedding party....on a Monday night. That is the second year in a row that I have tried to go to a Chinese restaurant during Christmas holidays on a Monday and getting shot down by a wedding. If anyone can tell me about the mysteries of Monday weddings please let me know.

Anyways, dinner was alright. Definitely not worth smelling like fried/steamed/boiled food for the rest of the night.

I have a problem.

Seriously. A major problem. I have a bad shopping disease. I bought a suit jacket from Femme de Carriere, only because the woman was so pushy. Don't get me wrong....it is a very nice jacket. Not because it was $398 original...but it is nice, not black, and different from everyone else's. Too bad the pants didn't fit. They tried to tell me that I could spend $50 to alter it, taking it in from both sides and hemming it. Plus, they told me that the 50% sale was only on for one day, causing me to stress out about whether or not to buy it...but I went back in today and..it's still on sale. What a liar.

Then, today I went to the mall to look for some Christmas cards with a friend, and I ended up buying a winter jacket from Mirabelli for 70% off, and a bunch of stuff from H&M. I really need to stop shopping.

On a better note, I am done my exams and it's time for Christmas.

Yay!

Wasted Comedy

I've had some awesome posts in my head, but for one reason or another they never made it into my blog. Such a shame, because I thought that they were very witty. For the last couple of days I actually became obsessed with Microsoft Access...I don't think I've ever gone so far to re-learn an application in my life. I even went to the bookstore to stand there and try to look up the answers to my question. I've never seen so many Indigo workers hovering around me. I feel unwanted :(

Anyways, so I'm pretty happy with the results of my database (for school project, btw). It's not perfect, but it's not bad considering I really only worked on it for 3 days.

I was just watching some program on the History channel. I think it was movie, and there were people doing an operation. There was a female surgeon, a male surgeon, an anesthetist, and a bunch of nurses. Everyone was calling the female surgeon, "Ma'am", cause I think they were in the army or something?? Not sure. Anyways, they ruptured his spleen somehow even though theren't even operating anywhere near there. She just whips back the sterile drapes and feel the patient while saying, "The patient is anesthetized so he's cold. The only place he's going to be warm is where the arterial bleeding is". Then she just felt him up until she found the "warm spot". Hahaha....but the best was....he ended up coding on the table and after a couple of attempts to resuscitate him, the anesthestist says, "There's nobody home"...and then they stop. Who SAYS that??

My supervisor is English and he likes to say stuff like "jolly good". I've been working with him for the last month and yesterday he asked me where someone was, and I actually answered, "I don't know" in an English accent. I hope he didn't think I was mocking him or anything. He is really passionate about his patients. He does all these clinical trials and gets really frustrated by the patients with the extra weight across the middle. One patient was trying to talk to him about why he can't lose weight, and my supervisor just stared at his belly. It was kind of weird. Today he was talking to a patient and I was in the room, and he was staring at my shoes the whole time. I wore my pointy boots today, and after that, I will re-think my "work" attire....I dunno, I figured that boots that 1 in 3 girls wears were OK for the office. Guess my supervisor disagrees. Anyways, tired, going to bed now. Good night.

S-h-o-p-p-i-n-g

So. Sales are evil. Even if I am buying for other people, somehow my own needs must be meet. Not needs...wants.

The nth wheel

Last night I went out to some club called Budo, to meet my friend from London (Ontario), who I haven't seen since August. It was HER friend's birthday celebration so I decided to tag along. Not being one to go to bars alone, I was hesitant, but I decided hey, I'm an adult, I can do it! Although, I look 12, which doesn't help when you're trying to get into a 25+ club. He didn't check my ID...how sweet....

So it was my friend and her new boyfriend, the birthday girl and her old boyfriend of 11+ years, and some filler girls. Since I didn't really know anyone except my friend, I tended to hang around them more, at least until I got my first and only drink. Whoknew that martinis there cost $12?! My rye and coke cost $6. And my friend, who ordered it for me because she likes to do that said drunkenly, "A rye and soda and coke"...so the bartender thought I was wacko ....she started pouring...got the rye in ...then the coke...then she only filled it 2/3 of the glass. What a cheapass! But then she said ...are you sure you wanted soda? (Didn't she pour the coke in already? coke is soda). So I said "um, yes..." so then she proceeded to put in tonic water....ahhh now I get it.

Lots kissing, smooching, things that new couples do, especially drunk ones. What is a third wheel supposed to do? Hang out with the other ppl of course...but they're a couple too....so that makes me 5th wheel...the two filler girls, I don't know, and they know each other really well, so essentially I'm a 7th wheel. All in all, after the drink I did feel a little better (doesn't take much). Too bad there was really no one in the crowd to look at (that's all I ask for!).

Bottom line...it was an ok night. Can't really say it's a success when you and your friend get sandwiched together a la night at the roxbury.....

2 days until my birthday.

Insanity

Today was not a great day. Was a grump last night so went to bed upset. When you go to bed upset you don't wake up happy...unless of course you have amazing dreams all night. But usually when you're upset you have upsetting dreams.

On my way to work, I passed by two grown males, talking about who was going to win America's next top model. I did find it slightly amusing. They were voting for Yaya all the way. I could see that, but really I just want all of them to go home and grow up a little. And Nigel Barker can come visit me anytime.

Today I tried to fix up an old patient database, which required me to re-learn MS Access. Probably the most user non-friendly application EVER. I feel like smashing it on its head, if it had one. SMASH!

All that has gotten me so worked up....I can no longer blogggg....aahhhhh... (any Access experts please help me)

Life's guilty pleasures

I just got home from the Reia N Sample sale, which I found out about from my friend R (see her blog on shopping). ...hmmm if i remembered how to use HTML I'd post a link. I've never been to a sample sale before...pretty interesting. We were on the VIP list so we got to go a day early...which really didn't matter anyways because they never checked at the door. Just a big warehouse with a bunch of designer clothes at great prices. Mind you, never bought anything from these people before, but it made for a good first time experience. They even had free food and drinks. They had some really nice items, some ok ones, some I'd never wear even if it was free, and some that were just ridiculously overpriced.

Many thanks to RQ for buying me my excess purchases for my birthday!! I'll make sure to wear them/use them lots!! Love ya!!

Today I also spent $680 on my licencing exam. Who knew you had to PAY money to write an exam that will allow you to be a doctor. Sheesh!

I ALSO had one of those cinnamon pretzels today (again, thanks RQ). WAY too much cinnamon and sugar. I think my mouth is going pruney from it. Must go drink water.....