Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Yay- Happy Post #28!

So...i'd like to claim that ive just been too busy to update my blog....but that would be a lie... truth is, ive been too lazy. I'll admit it, sleep is my new best friend. However, we do have a love-hate relationship.
Anyway, here is a re-cap(if you feel the need for more of an explanation of one or more points here, please inform me, and i will try and oblige.)

I went to conference. AWESOME. We took Annalise's truck, which made her in charge. Fine by me(or so i thought), i wasn't really into responsibility for the weekend.
Turns out, Gary(GPS) is a jerkface to me. And we stayed in a SKETCHY MOTEL. Pictures exist. It was a little epic, a little CSI. Heels were a bad choice, my runners were vetoed by the majority of the gang. Pft. Moral of the story, sometimes....don't let your sister make decisions...

We had our Institute Closing Social. Formerly known as Colour Night, but I guess we are too cool for that, so we changed it up. I got dressed up, looked smokin. Wore my sexy lipstick. Most of you probably assumed I didn't own lipstick. Wrong. Also, I found quinn, just to show him how its really done.(Last weekend we played Quelf and he ended up having to put my lipstick on. Wow...) Anyway, it was a great dance. Great food, GREAT decorations. Bravo.

Last weekend, I organized a triple date. I neglegted however to inform the boy... and the boy ran off to Saskatchewan for the week. So, while this date was intended for the kid i've lovingly named 'floppy-ears', i ended up taking Trevor. Which was totally awesome, i LOVE that kid. Here's what we did- There were six of us, so we all piled into my spacious Caddy and drove 45 minutes to the village of Carmangay. Just east of town, there is an abandoned house down a long dark stretch of gravel. I took everyone out there, and we explored had a mini-snowball fight(Aka, Jon throwing snow at/around us) And we set up is a room on the main level of the house and told scary stories. It was great fun. Then I had plans to go out for some small town chinese food, but the Orange Hotel restaraunt closed a little before we got there. Nuts. So we drove back into Lethy and had some small city chinese. It was pretty good.

Our boss takes us on a shopping spree to Cost-co once a year. Probably the greatest boss ever. This day is like 2nd Christmas. I bought a bike. I haven't owned a bike since i was about 16. This was a good life choice. It was either a bike, or a deep-fryer and a bunch of food... I believe I made the correct decision.

So... hypothetical question, you have a dream. About someone you know. At work. You see this person on a fairly regular basis. You have had the occassional chit-chat. You don't know much, if anything about said person. you tell this person that you had a dream about them? And i will clarify it was specifically about them. ...I didn't. Yet. I might. But the dream went like this- Larissa(said person) and her mother are walking up the street, its pouring, i offer them a ride. They accept, I find out that her mom's ex-fiance stranded them. Long story short, I take her to the institute building, she helps out with stuff. And yeah. Prophetic maybe? After this happened, I made a mental note to find out if she was a member. She is not... So...we'll see how that goes.

Speaking of work... for the last two weeks, conversations there have been a little... inappropriate for work. Im not sure how i feel about this. Especially because, most of these conversations happen, withoin earshot of my boss. A little embarassing, more than a little... if i got embarrassed. Example. I was having a conversation with Amy about 'floppy ears'(the boy, not floppy ears in general) and she made some remark about nibbling on his ears. As I was replying to this remark, in standard Alaya-fashion, Paul walks around the corner. Also, there is far more slang words for ... than I ever cared to know about. And with Flick's bridal shower coming up... you can only guess what we talked about. Oh, and speaking of which, Flick's shower. ...ok, so if you know me at all, you know this. Wedding showers= scandalous gifts. So, I had gotten Flick Glow-in-th-dark body paint, and edible body topping and warming massage oils. Not TOO over the top, but I ran into this problem- Ash was having two showers, one for the office girls and one her friends were throwing for her. Option 1- give her the gift at the office party...where Pauline(Boss Lady) was going to be. OPtion 2- give her the gift at the friend party. This seeed like the better option, until, i found out that they booked the 10th Ave building for the party... This was not a gift I was going to bring into a church building. So Option#1 is was. Turned out pretty good. I wasn't the only one that went scandalous. Whew!

Lastly, I've been meaning to write Lauren Cooper in my blog. And I was thinking about that today at work. And I thought to myself, there are a few things that Lauren has said/done that has made her blog-worthy... however, upon my telling her im going to blog that, she forbids me to do so. So, really its her own fault. But lo, and behold, while im trying to figure out how to write Lauren into my life- without just complaining about the fact her fiance has come into the office several times, and i have yet to even SEE him(I swear its like a game to her....curse you!)- She comes walking into my office with a handful of silver temp teeth. she explains to me, that she was holding a tray of them, and accidentally bumped into the pole. And they went everywhere. Classic. For those of you that don't know, she runs into stuff. SOmetimes its my fault(the water)... Anyway, we had a good laugh. And now she is blogged about. My work here is done!

Ps. Obviously when I say 'lastly' I do not mean it. As a matter of odd things. I slept like a baby last night.... quite literally. But I will save that for another blog...

PPS. Quote of the night- "I don't even get why black people tan." -Kara Henry.
My response to this? That look I give people when they say something like that. know the look.

Also, id like to give a shout out to Glee. I love Glee, and I LOVE Madonna. That is all.

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