It's the middle of the week...

...and I finally have a break to myself! What will I do? I know I have some errands to do, such as pay my strata bill, take Abbey to the dog park, return a book back to a friend from university (which has taken forever for me to fit into my schedule) and blah blah blah.

But what should I do for myself?

I'm thinking of having a harsh work-out session at my condo's gym and perhaps in my family room doing P90X! Ya. Maybe I will get energized or something. And I also want to do some research, for no particular reason...and I don't have a topic in mind yet -- I just want to learn something new today.

Yesterday I learned a great deal from a marvelous movie that my mom and I had the pleasure of watching. "The Kings Speech." It was two hours long filled with a particular angle of London's Duke of York's battle with his journey to become king and how he could overcome his stammering problem. Thanks to Lionel, the speech therapist in the movie, Berty - the King, faces all odds in the end and the friendship they develop is so encouraging. I hope this movie wins an Oscar for best supporting actor and best actor!

MJD.

This beautiful boy is my most favourite person in the whole wide world. He is my best friend, my boyfriend, and my love. And I miss him very much since he went away with his family for the Christmas holidays. He returns home to me right before new years, and I cannot wait. I can look at this picture in the meantime and be happy forever.

That will be a final sale!

Boxing day for me meant working at American Apparel on Robson from 7:30am until 6pm. A full 10 hours of 20% off, hustlin' and bustlin' customers, hours of prep, lots of cash flow, and many changing room messes.

When I got off my shift, a fellow employee asked if I was going to do my Boxing day shopping. I knew I wanted to head straight home to watch a movie (perhaps the Black Swan since everyone is raving about it) and pour myself A LARGE GLASS OF MUCH NEEDED WHITE WINE! So my answer was clearly no, however, I wouldn't of minded buying myself the mauve flex fleece hoody from my store for 50% off (employee discount what what!) -- it really matches my snowboarding gear...but ANYWAYS, I didn't. Because I have bills and food to pay for.

Solution?!

I'm going to shop my own closet.

Yes seriously. You heard me. Shop my own closet! There are a billion items I have in my wardrobe that I can't even remember the last time I wore them. So I think I have the biggest sale in the world. 100% off. No returns. No exchanges. A final sale that's fine by me because it didn't cost me a penny :)

Fa la la la la

Tis' the season!

Christmas cards above the fireplace. Houses decorated in reds and greens. Wreaths on the front door. Jam-packed shopping malls. Eggnog lattes at Starbucks. Winter-wear keeping everyone warm. And maybe a little mistletoe?

Aaah yes. It's Christmas Eve today and many people have asked me, "Have you done your shopping?" My answer is a resounding no. Well, half no.

This year I didn't do any gift shopping (which sounds cruel, but let me explain.) Instead I did grocery Christmas shopping because my family is spending it at my place and I plan on whipping up the most delicious hearty breakfast and scrumptious dinner they have ever tasted. Basically, I don't want gifts in return. I just want to spend time with my loved ones this Christmas. And whatever I need, I can buy for myself.

However, I am planning on acting like I'm Santa Claus and filling my family's stockings with goodies and my stocking will be a velvet burgundy tank dress from American Apparel which I bought for myself to wear on New Years Eve -- that dress, can represent as a gift from everyone I know. Simple as that.

Happy Holidays!

Words have deeper meanings

Someone very close to me always told me throughout my entire life that I must run away smiling.

So I do.

At a young age, when I heard this phrase, I thought the words meant, "go away from me and carry on with your business" because I was the most annoying and goofiest kid alive.

But now?

I take the phrase in a more positive light. When I was told by that same dear person today to run away smiling, I cried with tears of love. For some reason it meant more. It meant that I must always be in search of my own happiness! I must run out to the world and face each problem with a smile on my face, because in the end, everything is going to be okay.

Thanks for the wise words, dad.