Monday, November 30, 2009

jon stewart correlated to lack of sleep

ah-ha! jon stewart = late nights.

late nights = drowsy mornings.

drowsy mornings = sleepy girl.

le sigh. i am destined to be le tired. thanks jon!



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Side note:

This photo collage is one of my faves to date. Love that little guy!

Sunday, November 29, 2009

bruschetta sunday!

recently, i have realized how much i love cooking for b2 and i.

last night we made a spicy peanut stir-fry. this morning we had onion, feta and aged cheddar omelets.

and... 

today i will make a delightful bruschetta!

it will be delicious :)

Monday, November 23, 2009

healthCARE

my new job, research assistant with primary health care and chronic disease management at the health authority, has really made my heart happy these past few weeks...

so when i stumbled across this editorial, i laughed, and it really resonated with me. not only because of mr. lewis' keen observations, but because i have always believed that any corporation that treats customers like they are a bother is a joke. relish in this air canada.


A WestJet Healthcare System?
Steven Lewis

I fly a lot - too much actually; I am chagrined by my carbon footprint. Most of my flights are on Air Canada (AC), indisputably an international class, full-service airline. You can go pretty much anywhere in the world on AC or its Star Alliance partners. You can pick your fare, frills, seat, and class. I've been an Elite AC member for about 15 years, so I get to wait for my flights in swanky lounges with free food, booze, newspapers, magazines, and business centres. I get free flights from the Aeroplan miles I accumulate and an annual stack of upgrade certificates. I get a special number to call if I need to change a reservation or seek help. Cool, eh?


But I fly WestJet (WJ) whenever I can, and would happily abandon AC altogether if WJ decided to go after the Saskatoon-to-wherever (especially Toronto) business traveler markets. Why? What would lead me to turn my back on the airline that gives me all this stuff, and what accounts for the almost giddy affection for the one that doesn't? Here's my hypothesis: it's because Canada's airlines are akin to the health system we have (AC) and the health system we need (WJ). Here's how.

What do I need? Business class to Kuala Lumpur? Single malt scotch in the lounge? Special meal? AC can do it. WJ? No can do. AC is pretty good at tertiary air care; WJ is the primary care airline. Most travel needs are primary: a reasonably priced ticket, leave on time, decent legroom, a modern aircraft. My own travel life is, well, pedestrian: Calgary, Vancouver, Toronto, Ottawa, Winnipeg (quit smirking - I like Winnipeg). WJ gives me a Boeing 737 with good overhead luggage capacity and a quiet ride - every time, all the time. AC gives me cramped Bombardiers that force passengers to compete for comically little carry-on baggage room. Advantage: WJ for the basic journeys; AC for the continental transplant operation.

What happens when there's a problem? Planes break down and weather mocks schedules. The test of an airline is not when things are ticky-boo; it's when misery descends. AC appears to believe that keeping the passengers in the dark about why the flight is delayed is reassuring, and that parcelling out the delays in two hour increments is comforting. "The 2 o'clock flight that was to leave at 4 is now departing at 6. We can't tell you which gate." WJ makes it a point to tell you what's happening. Call AC with a problem and you almost feel the blame-the-passenger vibes as the agent leafs through the policy manual to confirm your non-entitlements. WJ seems to want to help. AC has done some nice things for me, but WJ has performed truly heroic feasts of creative problem-solving and in one case was generous beyond the call of duty. Advantage: WJ on both comportment and delivery.

Surprise, it's a service industry. Aviation is incredibly safe. Planes of equal size are pretty much interchangeable. The highway up there is the same for everyone and an airport is an airport. WJ offers no business class, no hot meals, no fancy lounges, no air miles of its own. It pursues advantage by other means: the attitude of its people and their capacity to solve problems. Their entire ethos is built around the customer. I used to think the "AC attitude" was the inevitable result of an aging workforce fatigued by the wear and tear of a zillion flights and alienated by repeated labour strife and restructuring. Likewise I was sure that the happy-faced, fun-loving, energetic WJ honeymoon would end.


Well, WJ is a decade old and still no sign of passive aggression; not all their employees are fresh-faced kids. AC actually tries, but there is too much ennui and complexity . Their own agents can't figure out their absurd aeroplan mileage redemption rules and its website produces some legendarily idiotic itineraries. Small wonder they can't reliably produce quality service in the crunch. Pleasantness and can-do are hard-wired into WJ's DNA: I once bought a ticket from a WJ baggage service agent. WJ gives you more while giving you less. It has chosen the right quality indicators. Advantage: WJ.

Simple, reliable, effective, pleasant: whether from an airline or from healthcare, that's what we need most of the time. And where simple won't cut it, more than ever we need reliable, effective, and pleasant. AC is besotted with complexity and covets the overseas, long-haul market segment. You can tell it doesn't really care about most domestic routes outside the big cities. Though they try their best, it's clear the employees have no great love for the corporation they work for.

AC is to air travel what our acute care-obsessed, high-tech-envy healthcare system is to health. It's great that we can find the cystic fibrosis gene and separate Siamese twins but not so good that chronic disease management is a national catastrophe. The vast majority of people don't need glitzy miracles; we need sound, evidence-based, timely, respectful, and well-communicated primary healthcare from a team dedicated to getting it right.

In the end it's about culture, that maddeningly elusive notion that signals what an organization or system is about. The truly successful put the customers first and pay attention to the workforce and the workplace. They get the fundamentals right and understand where their bread is buttered. WJ has mastered primary air care; it makes money where AC bleeds red ink. Healthcare, take a lesson.



Friday, November 20, 2009

ener-G

when i am feeling low, and sleepy...

my first reaction is to reach for coffee.

then i feel dehydrated and thirsty...and still sleepy!

so, i am trying something new.

i will only have one cup of coffee per day, in the morning. only because i genuinely am addicted love the taste.

and after that, no more. green tea will be my salvation.



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Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Monday, November 16, 2009

sleepy girl

b2 and i spent some time last night curled up watching the office from last week and mad men. the office this week was classic - michael scott with his unorthodox managerial skills, jim with his straight as an arrow approach and the 'wild-cards' (aka oscar, andy etc.). But I must say -- the past few weeks I have taken a special liking to creed. he is the epitome of punchline comedy. Plus, I love the new take on the 'salesman/receptionist' love story - but with erin and andy, the writers can push the quirkiness button ever harder - and it's working so far!

on another note..it's only 1030pm and i am completely exhausted. maybe it was waking up throughout the night last night because of my tummy ache (sad face)...or maybe it was my total confusion after trying desperately to understand 'what it means' for obama to drop the public option ...or maybe it was from the fire/evacuation in my work unit this afternoon...but i think most likely it is because of the rain.

so to conquer my sleepyness, i have had a wonderful night of girl talk with some of my besties - now it is time to hop on the train to dreamland...train's a comin'....

here's a little pictorial evidence to support the claims in my first paragraph...enjoy!


image from:  http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/5c/CreedOffice.jpg

Sunday, November 15, 2009

there is nothing better...

there is nothing better, than being loved!

a big thank you to my very special b2, friends and family that made my birthday the best i have ever had!

Friday, November 13, 2009





Reasons why I LOVE my birthday!


1. Receiving wonderful messages from all my wonderful friends and family

2. Mandatory cake

3. The opportunity to have a Friday the 13th birthday!

4. Birthday kisses

5. Surprises

6. Alternate renditions of the ‘Happy Birthday’ song

7. Sharing the special day with my best friend

8. Looking forward to the year to come!

9. Belting out birthday sex?

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Lessons learned over a quarter of a century…

My 25th birthday is here. Scary, right? But I have decided to honor the occasion by reflecting on ten lessons learned over the course of a quarter of a century…here we go!

1. No matter the occasion, it is never OK to drink an entire bottle of champagne. Trust me. The next day is killer, especially if you have committed to attending an Easter Ice Capades show with your Nana and Papa. Constantly explaining why you have to sprint out of the arena to vomit is bad enough - smelling like that vomit in front of children for the remainder of the show? Not cool man, not cool.

2. Backing up and saving multiple copies of your thesis or dissertation is basically saving yourself from jumping off a bridge. I will never forget losing 20 pages worth of work a week before I was to submit my paper to my supervisor – ouch.

3. Never be afraid to tell someone what you are really feeling. I have spent a significant amount of time throughout my life rephrasing or avoiding conversations I have deemed ‘uncomfortable’. It saves everyone involved a great deal of energy and time to just stop worrying what other people will think, and say what’s on your mind.

4. Nothing is better than a kiss to the forehead.

5. Always do what you love. You’ve heard it before, but life is short. Follow your heart, do what makes you most happy, and you can never go wrong.

6. Tickle fights are still ridiculously fun at 25.

7. Chanel never goes out of style.

8. Wear a GD helmet when you ride your bike.

9. You know your friends are your family when: 1. They yell ‘Go time’ in preparation of defending your honor, or your ass in a fight; 2. They stick their finger down your throat to help you throw up; 3. They tell you when your being an melodramatic fool; 4. They dance to spice girls with you; 5. They will do anything for you, at anytime.

10. Love is all you need.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

sicky-magoo

i am feeling a little under the weather, so to kick this cold's ass I am following the regimen recommended by b2! here it is:

1. cold-fx, STAT
2. vitamin C - STAT and OFTEN
3. juice/ginger ale/water - OFTEN and COPIOUS AMOUNTS
4. gargling with salt water - OFTEN
5. sleep - EXTRA
6. jon stewart/stephen colbert/carrie bradshaw - OFTEN
7. cuddles - ALWAYS

(ok, the last one was my addition...ok the last two!)

xo xo & wish me luck!
g

more than one million michael scott quotes


Monday, November 9, 2009

my favorite things, part deux

it's that time again! you ready for this?

everything and anything about 'such great heights'. the iron and wine cover is especially lovely.

heart.

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I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles
In our eyes are mirror images and when
We kiss they're perfectly aligned

And I have to speculate that God himself
Did make us into corresponding shapes like
Puzzle pieces from the clay
True, it may seem like a stretch, but
Its thoughts like this that catch my troubled
Head when you're away when I am missing you to death
When you are out there on the road for
Several weeks of shows and when you scan
The radio, I hope this song will guide you home

They will see us waving from such great
heights
, 'come down now,' they'll say
But everything looks perfect from far away,
'come down now,' but we'll stay...

I tried my best to leave this all on your
Machine but the persistent beat it sounded
Thin upon listening
That frankly will not fly. you will hear
The shrillest highs and lowest lows with
The windows down when this is guiding you home

Friday, November 6, 2009

french cuisine

B2 and I went out for some delicious French food last night at a restaurant in Victoria named Matisse. It was, without question, one of the best meals I have ever had. Everything about it – the atmosphere, the music, the company and of course the food was completely romantic. I was loving life. We started with French Sauv Blanc, and two appy’s: a delicious medley of in-season mushrooms, baked in a casserole dish with goat cheese and a baked asparagus with the best sauce of my life. I think I blacked out when the main courses arrived, because I can barely remember the conversation or what our dishes were named, all I remember is feeling like I was in heaven. I love it when food is so great it does that to you. Every meal should be like that! Our dessert was insane – a giant crème brulee and a chocolate mousse with raspberry coulis and heated red wine chocolate sauce. Just thinking about it again makes me delirious.



It’s pretty cliché, and I know everyone and their dog is doing this right now because of Julie & Julia, but I think I might look into purchasing Julia Child’s cookbook, because the French know where it’s at!