Thursday, 29 September 2005

The excitement of sales

Tomorrow is gonna be a ROLLER-COASTER of a day. My team is $75,500.00 away from quota for this quarter and tomorrow is the last day of the month AND the quarter. It is do-able, but it is ALOT of money to close in one day.

I am nervous and excited, hoping my team can pull through. The end of the month is always killer with deals being closed at the last minute and tomorrow will be no exception.

Fingers and toes crossed for a BIG selling day tomorrow!

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Wednesday, 28 September 2005

Re-tatted!!!

Saturday, I will get tattoo #2 and a half! I am adding to the first one and getting a new one on my left shoulder blade.

I made this one in Dad’s honour…



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Monday, 26 September 2005

Good Dawn, Bad Dawn

I’m in a sticky situation. I am torn between what I think I *should* do and what I think I *want* to do.

The little devil on my shoulder says “Don’t do it!”…the angel on the other side says, “Suck it up and do it…it’s the right thing.”

I love this person because she is family, but I can’t bring myself to do what needs to be done. My brain is fighting with my heart.

Time will tell what my decision will be…

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Sunday, 25 September 2005

What a great day!

We had our golf tournament today and had such a nice time. We had a noon tee-off, which ended up being around 12:30 because of the backlog, but no worries…we had a blast anyway. The weather was TERRIBLE heading up to the course, but the rain stopped the moment we hopped in our cart! The rain held off for the entire day and the sun even peeked out a few times.

There were 29 of us all together and everyone had a good time.

Hubster and I are exhausted now!

That was sadly, probably the last game of the season for us. Pin It

Saturday, 24 September 2005

The boys started back at Italian school today

Middleman BEGGED me not to make him go, but being the evil mother that I am, I FORCED him to go and learn.

He came out at noon, skipping along and singing an Italian song he had learned. So, we had this conversation:

“How was Italian School, Middleman?”

“Good.” (this is the answer to nearly EVERY question I ask him)

“Did you like your teacher?”

“Yes.”

“Did you learn anything?”

“Mom…there’s this boy in my class that is in my regular school too and his name is Matthew. Look..there he is! He’s my new best friend. I get to play outside in this WHOLE big school yard and we can see you!” (our house backs onto the school yard)

“So, you want to keep coming to Italian School?”

“Yes. I like Italian School now.”

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Friday, 23 September 2005

Busy weekend ahead

We have my nephews’ birthday party tonight. Anthony is turning 15 and Matthew is turning 13. We have a wedding for Hubster’s cousin tomorrow and I am hosting a Charity Golf Tournament on Sunday.

The proceeds of the golf tournament will be donated to the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society. We are getting $5.00 per person for the entry fee and then we are having a silent auction with all donated prizes, so whatever is raised will also be donated. I feel really good about this. I know Dad would be proud. There will be 32 people and I hope they feel very generous!! Pin It

Thursday, 22 September 2005

My little men are growing up...

Last night, as I was putting the boys to bed, the pungent odour of STRONG cologne filled my nostrils as I kissed Middleman good-night. When I commented on how fresh he smelled, he said, “Smell my underarms!” He had used both Hubster’s cologne and his deodorant.

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Holy GAS PRICES Batman!

I just had the extreme pleasure (read with dripping sarcasm) of lining up for half an hour to fill up on gas. I had heard rumours of gas prices skyrocketing as early as tonight, so I thought I’d be smarter than the average driver and fill up at lunch time.

Well….

Seems there are alot of smarter-than-average drivers out there and they were ALL at my gas station. The price was $104.6/litre. There were arguments and near-accidents. People were fuming mad and desperate for a spot in the line, which was out of the driveway and onto the road.

With Hurricane Rita on her warpath, I can only imagine what the next few weeks will bring for drivers. I’ve heard that $2.00/litre is going to be the new norm. Wow…maybe it’s time to get my bicycle tuned up!


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Tuesday, 20 September 2005

Change of attitude?

On my trip to England, I had some really indepth conversations with my grandmothers. They both know how much I worry about things and they both know how much I want to please everyone.

They gave me such good advice that I think I have had a change of attitude. I refuse to let the little things bother me anymore. I will be who I am and those who like me, will follow. Everyone else can kiss my ass. Harsh? Yes. BUT…for my own well-being, I need to take this stand.

And so…from this day forward, I will not let the little things get to me. I won’t lose sleep over whether I have offended someone. I will be ME. That “me” is a good-hearted person. She is someone who tries her best to live by the ten commandments and slips up sometimes. She is a caring, loving individual who is sometimes misunderstood.

Love me or hate me, I WILL be me…just Dawn…take me or leave me.

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Back to work today

It’s 6:30 am and I have been up since 5:45. My brain is still on England time. Gotta go back to work today…looking forward to it actually. I absolutely LOVE my job. Just need to get through the day without falling asleep!! I *think* I have a massage scheduled for this afternoon, so that would be WONDERFUL. I’ll have to call them once the rest of the world wakes up! LOL


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Monday, 19 September 2005

Home again, Home again

Just got home yesterday. I’m bleary-eyed from the jet lag and time change, but the worst part is how much I miss my Nanny and Pampy. They completely spoiled me the whole time and they love me so much, I miss the attention (and the best hugs EVER).

So, back to life…back to reality…back to the REAL world…

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Wednesday, 7 September 2005

Off to England tomorrow

Leaving behind two sick boys and going on the plane sick myself is NOT the way I wanted to have things.

I’m really scared about flying. I want tonight and tomorrow to be over and to be sitting comfortably in my Nanny and Pampy’s family room, sipping a cup of tea.

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Tuesday, 6 September 2005

A change of heart?

I always said that the world will not change me. Well…the world HAS changed me.

My heart is a good one. My intentions are selfless (most of the time). I like to think that I am a good person. There are however, people in the world who don’t see that side of me. I thought it was crystal clear, but it obviously isn’t.

I had the “light turned on” for me today by someone I thought was a good friend. She told me how awful I am and how my ego is over-inflated. I know that the “light” was shared with several other people through blind-copy and other means. So, now, the hatred has spread to people who had nothing to do with the original situation.

I would give someone my last crumb of food if they needed it. Not anymore. I’m gonna take care of ME.

I will have no expectations of others and they will have no expectations of me.

The light was “turned on” today alright…it was blinding. I saw something in someone that my heart hoped it would never see.

And so, the world HAS changed me. Nice……………..

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Monday, 5 September 2005

Poor Boy Oneder

He’s so sick…been sick since Thursday night. He vomitted 8 times throughout Thursday night and Friday…then he stopped vomitting, but has eaten next to nothing since. Then, today, he’s been complaining of tummy ache and just now finished a bout of diarreah, where he was on and off the toilet for 2 hours.

Poor baby…his tummy hurts and tomorrow is the first day of school. I’m wondering if some of it is nerves about the first day.



He’s sleeping now, thanks to the dose of gravol I gave him. I hope he’s better for tomorrow. Pin It

Sunday, 4 September 2005

Judge not (isn't that in the Bible somewhere?)

It never ceases to amaze me how people who are supposedly upstanding citizens spend so much time judging others that they fail to see their own shortcomings. It is the ones who are, in their own minds, such warm and fuzzy human beings, that are the most judgmental (and nasty) of all. They tell me to pray for forgiveness for my sins like THEY have no sins to pray about.

I am a good person. I know that in my heart of hearts. I am not perfect, but then again, no one is.

If you are one of those people who have lectured, scorned or judged me based on your definition of “sin”, then I ask you to read this poem that I just found. Perhaps there is more to every story…perhaps you DON’T know everything about someone…perhaps there are reasons behind what you consider to be sins…stop judging me and look in the mirror…you are not perfect either. The difference is that your God tells you that as long as you pray for forgiveness, you are forgiven. My God tells me to fix it…praying won’t get you to Heaven…being a good person will. So keep your lectures, opinons and holier-than-thou attitude to yourself…I like who I am. If you don’t, then it’s YOUR loss, not mine. I will no longer be hurt and deflated by your lack of confidence or jealousy. I am proud of who I am and you will NOT change that.

Don’t Judge
Pray don’t find fault with the man who limps or stumbles along the road unless you have worn the shoes he wears, or struggled beneath his load. There may be tacks in his shoes that hurt, though hidden away from view, Or the burden he bears…placed on your back, might cause you to stumble too.

Don’t sneer at the man who’s down today, unless you have felt the blow that caused his fall or felt the shame that only the fallen know. You may be strong, but still the blows that were his…if dealt to you, in the selfsame way at the selfsame time might cause you to stagger too.

Don’t be too harsh with the man who sins or pelt him with word or stone unless you are sure…yea doubly sure that you have no sins of your own…For you know…perhaps if the tempters voice should whisper…as softly to you as it did to him…when he went astray could cause you to falter too.

- Author Unknown

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