Friday, June 29, 2012
My "vanity area"
<3 NEW EDITION
- We watched the show in Kent, WA on June 22.
- A vanity plate on the car in front of us in the lot said "B4REAL". It totally set the tone for the night.
- We sat 5th row centre!
- A man sat nearby looking like a mix of DJ Quik and Morgan Freeman with a wave.
- NE sang and danced like they were still 20... Except for maybe Bobby Brown. The party life took its toll on him for sure. But he kept up where he could.
- There were "alcohol enforcement officers" present.
- RONNIE DEVOE TOOK OFF HIS SHIRT AND THREW IT AT US! Thanks to Ron who caught it and made sure we kept it!
- We drove back to Vancouer right after to make dragon boat practice and kp rehearsal.
It was truly inspiring to see these mid to late 40s men sing and dance like they did. I wanna be like them when I grow up.
Raf and Mey's day of fun, all grown up!
Officially a Generalist*!
Only one more to go for my certificate!!
*When I was asked by who I consider a very smart man "What did you major in?" I sheepishly replied "General Studies." I waited for him to laugh in my face or crack a joke about "basket weaving" or "getting a real degree" but instead, his eyes lit right up. "What a phenomenal degree. This world needs more generalists. Congratulations."
I really was surprised. My major is not common, since people are usually brought up thinking that they need to know their career by grade 10. "General Studies" is not exactly up there with business, computers, engineering, medicine or trades, but it is just as important. Generalists can see the big picture. We are sort of like the Swiss Army Knife of jobs. The kind of people you'd want on your trivia team. True, we are not specialists, but we'll know when to delegate specialists. And I'm down for delegating ;)
Thanks to that very smart man. I'm even more proud of my degree.
Sunday, May 27, 2012
Love!!
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
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Friday, May 11, 2012
11.05.12 Swarley
My favourite thing with Starbucks right now is that they write your name on the cup. I've tried to document these occurrences because, obviously, it is horribly entertaining to see my name misspelled! The only one missing is "Mary Anne" because I can't seem to find the picture I snapped. The best is when I spell it out and it's still wrong. Since then, I just let them guess.
There is just one cup spelled correctly. But it doesn't count because my friend was the cashier!