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Why I am unique, and how my environment affects this.

Friday, February 25, 2005

Another day...another dollar

Chocolate update: I have eaten more of the KitKats, also opened the caramel Aero Bars. I was a bit disappointed in those. I won't be wanting any more of those. When I went to get the Aeros, I saw the box of Quality Street, but I told myself I couldn’t open those until I finished the Dairy Milk. Oh, for the love of chocolate.... I am winning the battle. I am very proud. I will be Victorious yet.

Thursday, February 24, 2005

Ugh, today I hate my job

So. It is snowing today. I live in Maryland, so this is big news. I had some pseudo-training this morning, so I got in "early" (explanation: meant to be in at 7:30 am, leave the house at 7 but Jason snuck out early, then Martin woke up early, so I ended up having to change him (captain pee-pee), nurse him and cuddle him, because his tooth hasn't come in yet and he is a bit cranky), but actually made it in at around 8. Did some "training" then had these samples to run, except it is a battle between the Raman and I (Raman is currently winning), so I decided to take a Medela break, and bitch in my BLOG. Ugh. So I hate my job today, which is a bit unusual. I had PLANNED on leaving early today (like around NOW), but I am doing battle. I think I may leave after Medela, go home, write my report on the data that's been sitting here all week, then return tomorrow to continue the fight. CIAO.

Wednesday, February 23, 2005

The longest day

Today was a long day. I work at Company X. We make stuff. I am part of the sales organization for Company X, but I am not a salesman. I SUPPORT sales. I would tell you what I did, but it is boring, and nobody really cares at the end of the day. I have been out at a customer site all day, now I am in my office. I am still nursing Martin, so my boobs were ready to explode. Everytime that happens, I say to myself, I'll not let that happen again, but it always does. But this is not the reason I am so tired. Martin was up most of the night, and I have to admit that I did get some sleep, unlike Jason who I think got very very little, I just got SOME sleep. But I digress. Martin is teething, so he was cranky all night, poor baby. Anyway, it's Miller time, or at least time for me to leave.

Tuesday, February 22, 2005

Who am I? Who are these people I talk about?

I am Pavlina. The slash meaning I am too lazy as of yet to change my name. Not really lazy...but another story. Jason is my husband. I love him, he is fabulous. He is a super smarty-pants physicist. Martin is my son. As of this posting, he is 9 months, and the light of my life. Samantha is my kitty. She will be 12 years old this year. She is a slightly dimmer light in my life. Mom is my mother. She lives with us and looks after Martin and Samantha during the days, some nights and weekends. Nan is my mother in law, Jason's mum. She is a sweetie. She knits Martin gorgeous jumpers and sends me lovely chocolate. Grandad is my father in law, Jason's dad. He is also a sweetie. Michelle is my sister. She is 6 years older than I. I always thought of her as the grown-up and myself as the slacker younger sibling, but she is getting a divorce and re-inventing herself. This makes me feel like an old fuddy-duddy. Also another story. Brianna is my niece. She is beautiful. Dwayne is my nephew. He has a pure soul, but has trouble expressing himself.

having a child changes everything....

MSNBC - Bird flu pandemic is possible, CDC warns I read this and instead of the old-selfish-me response of thinking, gee I hope I don't get that, I don't want to die. I am thinking, i hope Martin doesn't get that. My sweet little angel. Then it hits me that I don't care about me, only Martin. Wow.

Monday, February 21, 2005

I love English chocolate

It's so much nicer than American chocolate. I went over to England over the Christmas holidays, and I must have had at least two chocolate bars a day. They have all these different varieties of Cadbury's Dairy milk. The KitKats are also very different, they are more crispy than we get here. So anyway, I went to the store (in England)and bought some to bring home. Then I was in Canada a month or so ago, and I got some Aero bars, some Kit Kats (to see if they would be good) at the grocery store there (also some Becel spread, Jason loves it). Then when I went through the Duty Free, I got some Quality Street as well. This is delicious as well. Little bits of chocolate covered toffee, caramels and creams. And no, I don't weigh a ton, but you would think so from all the chocolate currently in my house. Nan just knitted Martin a new jumper, so she said she put MORE chocolate for me in their, this is in addition to the chocolates (and jumpers) she just sent. My current chocolate inventory is like this: ~8 English Kit Kat bars 4 Canadian Kit Kat Bars 4 caramel Aero bars (Canada) Box of Quality Street 3 Cadbury dairy milk wafers 3 Cadbury dairy milk bubbles 2 Cadbury dairy milk caramel Package of Cadbury flake Package of shortbread Package of Rich tea biscuits 1/2 package of chocolate covered digestive biscuits large box of Fererro Rocher What a lot of Chocolate.

Friday, February 18, 2005

My first post

This is exciting. I finally have a blog, just like millions of other people. I can now add my senseless ramblings to the web along with everyone else. And hopefully not get fired from my job. My current fixation: Learning (or re-learning) spanish and czech. I have found these web pages, studyspanish.com and locallingo.com to try and learn. The only problem is that I simply don't have the time. So I am reduced to reading the instructions on my shampoo bottles. Nice. I have also been having these recurring dreams lately, about being some kind of super-rich spy or something. These people are always after me, and I always have these really cool disguises, and cars to get away from them. I don't know what that is all about. Maybe I can write a book and makes LOTS OF MONEY. I also had this really weird dream about living in a bunk bed. Don't ask. And now, my thoughts on TV. I love TV. I know shouldn't, but I do. I just sit down and tune out. It's great. Even still, I don't nearly as much as I want to. I get all excited when one of my SHOWS is on. Like 24, NCIS, CSI(the original). I also like, but don't watch all the time Trading spouses, Scrubs, and something else. We finally got a DVR, so now I have a bunch of shows recoded. My husband and I lie in bed after Martin is asleep, watching our shows. I love DVR, now I can catch up on all my TV watching. And now with this Blog, I can talk about my shows. So cool. I must get back to work now. I WISH I had some chocolate.