They may have already lost their first tooth, but it may not be too late to send these over to my nephews in Ireland. A little tooth fairy kit, how adorbs?
Might be bookmarking this for future reference for my nephews! Don’t you think these would make great Christmas presents?
Yeah, it’s Monday. I haven’t been on the computer the whole weekend. Actually it was a busy weekend with racing triathlons again. My Boyfriend and I headed up to Muskoka for a half ironman, and he competed and completed it. Superstar. Ironman. Unbelievable. We left to head out on the highway at 6:30PM, got stuck in cottage country traffic along with construction on a Sunday night and didn’t even make it home until 11:30! It was only supposed to be a three hour drive. Ridiculous. So, I haven’t had time or wanted to be near the computer for a while. Forgive my lack of posts.
After two and a half years of commuting to work via public transit (wretch: 2 busses, 1 hour, each way) I am moving to another branch at my Credit Union. It’s all very exciting and I got to work at the other branch a handful of times in the past, but this time it’s permanent. I will be cutting down 50 minutes on my commute, I can sleep in, the washroom facilities are only steps away rather than in a completely different building. It’s in a much more moden, and well … brand new building since staff has only been in there four months prior to me being hired.
I found out on Wednesday that I was to move. Of course I was given the option to stay, but who wants to commute a whole two hours in a day, without a car, in the blistering cold winters? I surely don’t! So, of course I accepted it. This means that I’ll be a lot closer to my Boyfrrien’ds workplace / 15 min walk (hooray, lunches together!) and the gym that I used to go to is in the exact same building!
When I first got hired I was given the tour of both branches and while I was there, I took some photos of the branch. These photos are roughly two years old but nothing has changed except perhaps the decorations. Name has been blurred out for obvious reasons.
There’s a handful of people I will surely miss. Get this: the ceo, my boss, and a co-worker. That’s a rareity right? Who misses their boss? Well — I for one, will. I’m really close to the three people I just listed and I’m honestly myself around them and we can give each other our honest opinions. For example, if the CEO (who I assume is around 60-65~ish) is wearing a silly sweater vest, I tell him exactly what I think of it. He may get offended for a second or two but snaps back at me with a great hilarious remark about my hair being wild that day, or something. So, it’s really a good connection what I have here at the ‘old branch’.
The CEO & my boss comes up to the other branch a couple of times throughout the month to check on things. However, the third employee that I will miss, does not. He’s like a father figure to me. Dad away from home type thing. I decided to break the news to him first, before any e-mails went out to the staff. Coincidentally it was his last day in the office as he was heading out for vacation to Newfoundland — and is going to meet my parents!! hehe! Anyway, I thought he’d take it fairly easy and be all fatherly-like and say “Well done yourself!”, which he did, don’t get me wrong. But before all that, I just immediately closed his office door, sat down and was like (cue: slapping my theights with my hands) “Well! I’m moving … to (insert branch name)!” I’m not one to be subtle. I just came right out and said it. Of course he was shocked. It was so unexpected!
1. Entrance to the Credit Union
2. Entrance to Wealth Management
3. Upstairs: GOOGLE!
Staff flew back into our offices as soon as an e-mail from my boss letting everyone know the news, was fired out. People asked me if 3rd employee was alright with it (aww!), and if I was happy to be going there. I didn’t want to be in the office while the e-mail was being sent out because I knew staff would come back and ask what happened and if everything is ok. Which it is, fine. And that did happen. I was a bit hesitant though, after I saw 3rd employee’s reaction. It made me well up a bit, since I saw him get teary eyed. I truly am his work buddy. He’s the man that picked me up from my apartment when it was a blizzard outside, and drove me home in the thunderstorms during the summer months. We usually say a quick hello or just sit in each others office for 4 minutes max, and talk about our weekends. I’ll miss that guy!
Truthfully. I’m extactic. I’ll be doing the exact same job, just not in the back of the office alone. I’ll be out front with all the member services representatives. I’ll get to hear what’s going on and become a better designer as I’ll get to see what exactly the member needs.
I always procrastinate on a huge project, especially if it doesn’t have a designated deadline. Like say, my vacation wrap-up and post photos? Yeah, I know. So I’m just going to try and sum everything up basically in photos and maybe if a photo triggers a memory, I’ll post that under the photo. It may be boring, and I apologize in advance, but that’s how I do. I mean, there’s just way too many photos to show, so I have picked out a handful out of the 850+ photos that I took during the 11 days of my vacation. Of course about 800 of the photos aren’t that great and all of my boyfriends’ photos are fabulous compared to mine, but I’m not jealousss. Though, to keep things exciting and not as lengthy (because that can get quite boring frankly), I will do a variety of BC/Alberta photo posts throughout the month of September.
[Photos are all clickable]
This video is of Takakkaw Falls which is in Yoho National Park. Near Field, British Columbia. You’ll see me waving and being all ‘Smiley McSmiley’ towards the end of the short video, while bundled up as it was like being in Newfoundland all over again with the wind and misty rain. I had two sweaters and a rain jacket on hence why I look like a fatty.
Speaking of Fatty, we totally got a huge kick out of the burger joint: FATBURGER. This was the only shot that I could get as we were in the rental car at the time and Scott’s face was in my way for most of the time, since it was on the drivers side lol.
Down below, we have some rappellers hanging off a cliff axing chunks of rock off the mini mountain. This is during the construction zone where we came to a complete dead stop on the beautiful looking highway (it’s like seeing those curvy roads and cliffs, on a BMW or fancy automobile commercial!)
We’re really immature for our age, but again we found this road sign quite hysterical and started making jokes after we saw it. This was after we picked up our rental car in Kelowna and on the drive to Penticton. So I’m not exactly sure where we saw it, but was almost immediately after the Fat Burger place. HAHA!
What would a photo post be, without a picture of your favorite person and the boy? Here we are proudly standing behind the Newfoundland flag that I brought along with me, to wave around at the Ironman Canada race. Awkward forced smiles for the both of us, after taking a billion+1.
I think this was taken on the Thursday that we arrived in Penticton. Boyfriend had to go sign in for his race all the while they took his weight, height and other stats. This is just on the other side of the parking lot, as everything was set up in tents on a field behind this. This is the parking lot of the holy grail super close want–to–have–a–room–here–next–year, hotel. Alas, it sells out even before the next year’s race is even thought about!
I should probably get on the topic of what we were really there for. Ironman Canada, my boyfriend’s first full Ironman: 3.8km swim, 185km bike, 42.2km run. I honestly didn’t know what to expect when I was seeing him in the transition zone getting off his bike and going out to run a marathon after all the previous bike and swim. While everyone was out on the bike course I decided to copy pretty much every family member and support crew and purchase a box of chalk and scribble some silly things on the ground for the racers to see. Instead, I decided to go with HTFU #199 (Harden the f**k up + Boyfriend’s Race number / 199). While I was on my hands and knees coloring it all in, a few kids at different times, from different families came over and asked me what it meant. Of course I didn’t want to tell the kids exactly what I was writing on the pavement for my boyfriend, so I told them that it was his initials lol. I asked my boyfriend if he saw it on the pavement when he was racing past it on his run, and surely enough he did. I mean — how could you not see it? It was massive. But he didn’t know that it was for him specifically, as he missed reading his bib number right underneath it all.
I’m going back and fourth here with photos. Triathlons are swim, bike then run. But since I just talked a wee bit about the last event: the run. I’m going to jump back and show you a snap of the boyfriend waving to us and a woman glancing over at him presumably laughing at us, the spectators as we’re super stoked to see him at this point, after an hour and a half swim! This is where we (his sister, her boyfriend and I) first saw Scott throughout the race. So low and behold you know we were going to go a bit crazy when we saw him. We were so excited and screaming at the top of our lungs (okay, just his sister and I — her boyfriend understandably was a tad shy, of course since he doesn’t know Scott or I.) But his sister and I were going wild. “GOOOO SCOTT AHHH!! YEEEAH WOO!!” And there you have it. He acknowledges our presence and waves to us.
Until the second vacation/Ironman post, that’s all I’ve got for now!
