Author Archives: Kara

Friday Food: Hankerings!

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I have no recipes to share this week. I’ve been working evenings and haven’t really had time to cook anything! Microwave dinners FTW. My ass is going to hate me.

Instead, I present to you the foods I’ve been craving. I swear I’m not pregnant, I’m just weird. I’ve posted about this one before.

  • Avocados, preferably in a salad. Shocking thing? I’m not a huge fan of guacamole.
  • A hamburger. A big, juicy, “OMG this can’t fit in my mouth”, hamburger.
  • Yam fries. Preferably on the side with my hamburger.
  • Indian food. I’m considering taking my Dad out for dinner for Father’s Day just so I can eat delicious Indian food.
  • Salmon. No one in my house is a fan of fish or seafood. :( I may have to buy single fillets for myself and BBQ them.
  • Artichoke dip. My mom actually bought this really yummy artichoke-jalapeño dip from Costco and I want some of my own. But again, no one in my house is a fan of spicy food. Stupid picky eaters!

I think that’s it for now. Tomorrow I’m off to Kelowna to visit my BFF and her baby girl. I’m pretty stoked! We’re going bridesmaid shopping/browsing since I’m going to be on of her bridesmaids next summer. Ironic considering my post on Wednesday.

Happy Friday everyone! Craving anything lately?

Pointing Out the Differences

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I’ve been at my new job for just over a month now and I can’t help but notice the differences between the two, both positive and negative.

At the old job:

+ I could let my personality show a bit.
– I felt pressured to know everything because of my degree
+ I had great camaraderie with my coworkers.
– I sometimes felt my personal space was being invaded.
+ I was the youngest, but I could still relate with my coworkers.
– It didn’t pay enough.

At the new job:

+ I feel that I have plenty of opportunity to grow within the company.
– I have to hold back my ridiculously twisted sense of humour.
+ I’m not expected to know how to do everything in just a couple tries.
– My coworkers are old school, but not in the Will Ferrell-cool kind of way.
+/- It pays great, but it’s not enough hours a week.

Really, I have no huge complaints about either. I loved my last job, and I love my current one, just for different reasons. I miss the group of gals I worked with at my old job and I don’t think I’ll be able to develop the same kind of relationship with the news ones. There’s just a greater age difference at the new job.

It’s hard not to compare jobs, especially when they’re in the same industry. I just hope this new job brings me the opportunities that are available there. I’m keeping my fingers crossed. Waaaay crossed.

Do you compare old and new jobs? Any regrets about leaving one?

It’s Wedding Season!

Posted in Kara and Kyle, Life, Love, Rant by

Which means, I hate life.

Not that I’m anti-wedding or anything, because I love the flowers, the dresses, the party, etc., but I hate having to read/hear about everyone’s nuptial plans. It gets nauseating.

Last summer/over the years I’ve blocked people from my main news feed on Facebook just so I didn’t have to read shiz like, “OMG I FOUND THE PERFECT RED TONE FOR MY FLOWERS” or “OMGZZZZ I’M GOING TO BE MRS. (insert dude’s last name here) IN LIKKE 5 MONTHS!!!” Yeah, I know. Yeah, everyone else knows. No, not everyone wants to hear about it.

Maybe I’m bitter because last year Kyle was in a wedding party and the bride (who I was “okay” friends with”) did everything she could to make me miserable. I went with Kyle to the rehearsal and had to leave because I started crying. Maybe it was jealousy, but I couldn’t stand it. Then, the groom’s mom/the groom (and one of Kyle’s oldest friends) asked me to convert some weird Mac photo slideshow into a PC friendly version because the reception hall didn’t have a Mac friendly overheard projector. I slaved all night stressing over this ridiculously long slideshow and eventually got it working, but the bitch-whore bride didn’t even thank me. Or maybe she did, but it was definitely insincere. Blaaaah.

I wonder if this outlook of mine will change when I get to be a part of a wedding next summer. Who knows. I can picture myself standing up at the alter with the bride, bawling harder than her. Oy.

Whenever Kyle and I get engaged (which will happen after we buy a house/when Kyle finds somewhere to keep me, lol) I am going to try to completely avoid bombarding everyone with wedding details. There’s gotta be people out there who get as sick and tired as I when it comes to weddings.

Please tell me I’m not the only one.