Seeester & Nieeeester Birthdays | Hickies!

If you read that title, you're immediately asking what HICKIES have to do with... whatever the rest of that supposedly says.

I'll start from the beginning:

TODAY is my dear sister's birthday!
It is ALSO her daughter Cynthia's birthday, because they are special that way and share the same birthday! I think it's pretty daggone cool ♥

♥♥ happy birthday, beauties!! ♥♥

Today was gorgeous. The sun was out all day, but wasn't scorching. Elisa and I made a mini trip out on lunch to Michael's and Fusion, where we made a celebrity spotting of President Ono! [If you don't know who that is.... his first name (for real) is Santa, and I'll leave it up to you to see why he's a person of much-deserved respect here in our community.]

santa ono 

He is pretty freakin' awesome. Let's just be honest. I'm proud to be an alumni of UC, based on his presence there alone... even if he wasn't the president when I was there. Let's not split hairs ;).

I stayed a little later at work than I typically would, but felt accomplished for it and headed home with just enough extra oomph to get myself changed and ready for the gym. It didn't hurt that I'd bought these a week or so back.. and they arrived today!

my new hickies!

^ Funky name, awesome invention. I put them on a trial run for tonight's workout, and won't be looking back to traditional laces anytime soon. Thumbs up to these guys on an awesome little hack that I'll be sporting for the rest of my gear, if at all possible!

At home, Rob made a quick sell off some Craigslist postings; he's all about divesting extra stuff for the Summer, and I'm pretty happy with that choice, too. He also managed to get the front yard mowed, along with a few other miscellaneous things; I got dinner reared up and tackled a few planning things for a certain special date in 2016 ;)..

Needless to say, it's been a successful Monday. See you tomorrow!

xo | cmd

Irony of Bad Timing

did i just quote that? yes. yes, i did.

 I was doing some house cleaning a few days back [more like house expunging, but who's judging...], and I ran across one of the many notebooks I kept in the process of college. Being that I studied English and the art of literature, I have all sorts of ramblings from song lyrics to spoken word to pages on which I did nothing more but write out a certain word until I either spelled it correctly or decided to just wing it with what I had.

Anyway, this is one of the ones I found, circa 2003. Funny how relevence is circular, even in varied context:

****
Well that didn't go as I'd planned.

Planning's never been a forte of mine, past present and unassumingly futuristic.

And here I envisioned not my lackadaisical retreat,
but instead a fervent drive to make it mine.
To keep what's mine.

For you, and for me.

At my own expense, I'm fast losing faith in realizations,

and that the fight uphill

could have easily be averted by holding myself accountable.

Accountable to the undeniable reality that time is constant.

Timing is a derivation of time, and neither of us are on speaking terms.

This wasn't your fault. 

It wasn't much mine either, other than I neglected time. 

In laments terms, 

imperfectly perfect you, this was just bad timing.
****

 Haha. Oh, the angst, lol. I laugh at that now for a few different reasons: the first and most obvious because it's entirely relevent to now. The other reason is because that particular exerpt, in context, had nothing to do with a person. That was based on an opportunity on which I'd missed, because of my own idiotic tendencies, totally unrelated to anyone at all. Reading that now, I know I personified that event just to make myself even more miserable. Girls do that, too. Silly pre-twenties me.

I have a track record of bad timing. Haha. Maybe I'll add that to that irrelevent list of New Years' Resolutions that I disregard each year until about October-ish. ;) Again, timing's not my strongsuit.

Happens. Oh, and yes, I did just repost a tumblr quote from Carly Rae Jepsen.

I'll judge myself, too, thanks. Haha.
I think I need a vacation.

xo | cmd

Job Fair Madness

Ever been to a job fair? I have.

Today not included, I remember my first exposures to job fairs as early as my freshman year of college, when our campus transformed into a collage of booths and tents all aimed at recruiting resumes of the next up-and-comers. At that time, we were encouraged to attend in full business attire. Along with some of my classmates and friends, we obliged. I realize now that those recruiters likely found us and the hundred other underclass students filing by their booths like a cafeteria lunchline more of a nuissance than a benefit. I distinctly remember those representatives politely thanking us for resumes and kindly piling them into what I'm now certain was the completely useless stack. I mean really. My best intro at the time was, "hi, I'm a college freshman with just under 4 years of schooling still ahead of me. My resume doesn't have squat on it, but here ya gooooo."

Haha....

Years later [today], I found myself alongside Meagan for the tail end of a local job fair at one of the college campuses in Glen Carbon. This time, I was on the other side of the booth, handing out brochures to prospective job-seekers and explaining our business to them. I accepted resumes from students who I found were now in the position I'd been 8 years ago. [Whoa, eight years. Holy cow.] What an eye-opener.

Anyway, my level of gratitude for my employment was completely renewed today, and for that I am thankful.

It's been a crazy week already, and I need to unwind :)

xo | cmd