Do you love spoiling your pets? I do, and I absolutely take so much joy in this guilty pleasure.
Without a question, Hans is the bestest best boy in being a good boy. Ein is the smartest and cuddliest boy, no doubt, but I hate to admit that he is a little poop. However, I take great pride and joy with these two furbabies and I really wouldn't trade them for anything in the world. I think they deserve the best, as should all our future pets.
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I've always loved the white snow and how pretty it is, but I have to admit I am so very ready for summer. In contrary to a lot of folks, I don't really like spring of all the seasons. I like the thunderstorms and coziness, but it's wet and muddy, and my puppies bring all the chaos into the house. Well this time, I'm not so sure - March was ending and we got quite some snow.
The four seasons could be quite unpredictable - that's definitely something I learned when I moved here to the US. It's not really an unusual sight to get snow, or even a blizzard, well into spring.
If there's one thing we love doing, it's checking out new places to dine. I love experiencing different food, including local places and good spirits. This is also the part I enjoy most when we're travelling, but of course, experiencing good ol' Wisconsin is great!
Mr. Brews Taphouse is a Wisconsin franchise that started in Weston back in 2013. A few months ago, a branch opened up on Oshkosh Ave. and of course we have to try it. My husband is a beer enthusiast - that's one thing he takes seriously: finding great craft beer.
We've been talking about going there, so last week we finally did with our friend. They have a wide variety of beers and other drinks, some that you can get in store and some we haven't heard before.
It's been very, very long since I last played a guitar. When I met my husband, one of the things that really attracted me to him was the fact that he was in a bank and played guitar and bass. I know it sounds really superficial, but I love music specially rock. It's really hard for me to admit that I have no talent in music aside from listening. I can't sing, and sadly I can't play any instrument. I tried learning guitars back in college, but it quickly went to the back burner until the fire just died.
A few weeks ago, the husband decided that he was going to upgrade his old guitars. He went ahead and sold his acoustic guitar since he doesn't really use it; and after many scam messages and flaky trade attempts in Facebook Marketplace, my husband decided to go straight to Guitar Center to trade in his bass and electric guitars and got himself an Epiphone Les Paul. Prior that, he got himself a Fender Kurt Cobain Jaguar and a Fender Jazz Bass. Long story short, the messy living room is now a messy studio.
Two weeks! It's been two weeks since I last had an entry, and it's been two weeks since I got promoted to my new role as an Operations Manager at work. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to post any updates the whole time. Sad. I did learn a whole lot during this time, though. While I wouldn't say that I have no clue what to do or what's going, it is still a very new environment for me.
But first, wine...
Managing Time
I knew I was going to be busy; I wasn't surprised about that. I know that things are easier said that done, so I can't say that I was surprised when I had to make so many decisions in a matter of a few hours, if not minutes, trying to determine what to really prioritize, and what comes after, and how to not neglect the rest of my responsibilities because I'm accountable for the outcome.
It's never too late.
When I was a freshman in college, one of my Accountancy major professors asked me what I envision myself to be in the future. I said, I was going to be a CEO. She laughed and asked me to be realistic. I said, I was realistic - it didn't have to be soon, or right after I graduate. I will be a CEO.
I wasn't thinking a large company - I was envisioning myself becoming my own boss. A business owner. I wanted to become my own tycoon. I wasn't really interested in becoming an accountant, despite what my family wanted me to be.
Well things took a turn. I shifted to a new major on my 2nd year in college and took up Marketing and Advertising. Things were going on different direction, that I was enjoying. I thought to myself, my goals are - by the time I'm 25, I should have a house, a car, and be in management. No matter what happens, that was the plan.
I haven't been feeling well since last Saturday, and the weekend is quickly approaching. Unfortunately, I'm still not feeling my best. I have some great news to announce later on, but in the meantime let me sulk in sadness as my brain is not working it's best. I've been really slow, and honestly just staring at my monitor with thoughts fading away into, well, the back of my brain for me to remember later and be annoyed that I forgot.
Hello Wisconsin!
I think the weather it's the weather getting me all feeling blue. I mean, it's not just me - my Bear, and people at work, have all been sick lately. And we're all scattered around the US, so it's not a localized thing. It's been really warm last week and, in fact, it was about 70°F a few days ago. It was so nice.... and we're back to winter!
I started working from home when the COVID19 pandemic started in 2020, around the first week of March. It was also during that time that I got hired into a new position (in the same company) and my work-from-home status has been permanent since. Not long after that, we purchased the same home we've been renting and I've always planned to have one of the room upstairs become my home office. After I painted it and moved my office up there, I really didn't get to decorate it much. I had my desk, and it was pretty much occupied by the guinea pigs and the cat, then later the chicks. It was more of a pet room and office hybrid.
After three years, it's time to add a little pizzaz... Today's thoughts...
I feel like I am really getting old. The more time I spent thinking back, the more I realize that the things I've experience keep adding up in the many years of my life. I also acknowledge how much things have changed, and it's pretty interesting how our lives developed throughout the years.
There will always be someone trying to discourage us, and I'm not gonna lie and pretend that it doesn't affect us or that we can always just ignore these things. Growing up, many people including a lot of adults, told me that I wouldn't succeed or that my life wouldn't be good. I was a strong-willed, independent, and very stubborn child. It was perceived to be rebellious and good for nothing. It was absolutely not always rainbows and butterflies, there were tough times too. But I think this is why things are the way they are, and why I never really gave up. Same reason why I'm always positive and do my best to stay positive.
Bear and I celebrated our very first Valentine's Day together nine years ago, and discovered Island Sushi in Appleton, WI. It was a great place and the food was amazing! We've gone there a lot since, and later found their other location in De Pere, WI. I, personally, love Japanese (and most Asian cuisine) and finding these places brings my heart closer to home.
Since 2016, we celebrated Sushiversarry every Valentine's Day and this is one tradition I truly love and enjoy! This year, we went to a place closer to home Sushi Lover Oshkosh. It opened some time last year, and we definitely love this place!
As a continuation of last week's endeavors - of course I spent all my Saturday crocheting while watching Law & Order: SVU. Today was a bit more productive... hooray! I also dealt with things that needed closure - I went ahead and cleaned up Gypsie's litter box and put away her things. It's still in my kitchen upstairs, all cleaned up but still there. I'm probably going to repurpose the litter boxes as dust bath bins for my Chimki-saurus so they go to a good cause.
I've been planning to order a canvas print for her and commissioned some art work. While I may still end up doing that, I went ahead and tried printing on canvas. Guess what? It worked!
So last weekend's goal was to be productive, and do something else other than crocheting random things. So this time, I decided to start up my heat press and try some sublimation projects. I almost never touch my sublimation printer nor do I really sublimate anything. During the process of impulsively getting into sublimation, I learned that I can only sublimate on polyester (or poly coated) material; and that polyester items are quite pricey probably for this exact reason. Anyways, I love Bella Canvas, but they are mostly cotton so I just didn't want to purchase new shirts to sublimate and the hype died down. And as always, I moved on to a new craft or went back to the previous many ones.
Here's what I decided to try last Friday!
I haven't spent much time upstairs in the past few weeks, let alone this week. I never thought that Gypsie's passing would make the house feel a lot empty. She was a small cat with a big presence. I already spend my whole day at work up here, but I really couldn't bring myself to hang out in my craft room. It feels alone, and I really didn't have the initiative to do anything else.
Here I am with not much words to say. Just lost in thought. It's been a week, I haven't heard any meows, paws on my leg for treats. I miss her dearly.
Monday started like a typical Monday - was very hard to get out of bed, the gloomy skies and intermittent rain made it much more favorable to close my eyes and just doze off again. My Mondays are typically mundane, unless I have something urgent or complicated going on at work - I did my usual checking of cases, emails, preparing for my first meeting, then onto the next.
One of the managers, who is usually very composed, requested for assistance for his team. I felt the panic in his voice, not sure if that's what it was, but that's how I perceived it. He then said that he didn't know if we knew yet, but one of our colleagues was missing since Sunday morning. We were all in shock, but we hoped for the best. I hoped for the best.
I've never really thought of myself as an overthinker. While I tend to stick to personal routines to do things a certain way or in a certain order, I think I'm spontaneous to an extent. Well, I haven't been overthinking until lately. I know that a big part of that is from the stress of adulting, but the rest of my restlessness is quite unfounded.
My art is my escape. My paintings, my photography, and even doing my makeup is a some form of relief. I sat there, trying to paint, still in love with the beauty of fall - even if the colors haven't even turned yet despite being already halfway through October. But my mind was just lost in a hazy, random thought.
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