Tag time

The Gal herself tagged me, and I'm glad, because it gives me an excuse to use this cool picture. Now, here are the rules:

a) Link to the person who tagged me.

b) Mention the rules.

c) Tell six quirky yet boring, unspectacular details about myself.

d) Tag 6 other bloggers by linking to them.

e) Go to each person’s blog and leave a comment that lets them know they’ve been tagged.

And now, I am sure, more than you ever wanted to know...

1. I've got a very high score on Word Challenge on Facebook but I didn't achieve this alone. One afternoon, The Lawyer and I worked as a teem on Word Challenge and score this high result. I'm not proud of it because I didn't achieve this alone. I'm smart but not fast as she is. She, BY HERSELF beat me a week after and I think she's awesome and freaking smart.

2. If my underarms aren't shaved, I feel dirty.

3. I feel naked when I'm not wearing foundation and powder.

4. I wear size 6 or 7 in shoes. (6 if they are hush puppies, 7 for the others)

5. Every time I'm afraid or scared I pray and it calm me down.

6. I'm efficient, productive and I love to be in the action. I just need to learn to manage my perfectionism so it stays positive and doesn't eat me inside.

I'm tagging anyone who wants to play? Vixen? Lara? The Mommy Project? Ruff Diamond? Claudia? Izzy? Jehara?

Sudoku are a good remedy for insomnia...

Yeah, they sure are. I'm doing them in a book at the moment. I worked most of the day at the Parish's computer working in the new program transferring and entering manually the data. It's boring, I, mean really boring but it needs to be done. I'm actually late but fuck, there's soo many hours in a plus when you've got plenty of things to do and a life. This is super important for me. Taking care of myself and having a life outside of The Parish.

I'm relaxing and trying to get myself ready for sleep by doing sudoku in a little book, I played "Word Challenge" on Facebook, for some reasons, using my brain helps me relax.
I know, I'm strange.

Tomorrow is the first day of my student at The Church, I hope it's going to work out. I trained him for a part of the afternoon Monday, reviewed everything with him and I'll be with him tomorrow morning to start and I'll be present on and off for the first days, then, "God willing" things will turn out well and this is going to be easy for me as the supervisor. I am putting "God willing" in quote because I am not in control of the situation and I told him (God) that I was on the edge of losing my mind so help me god, this needs to be an easy thing.

It was the St-Jean Baptiste in Quebec yesterday, which is for Quebec what the 4th of July is for the Americans. On Monday night, a bunch of friends got together but before I had dinner at The Lawyer's house with another friend of ours, it was fun, we had fun with The Lawyer's baby boy.

Oh, my MacBook went to the Apple official repair store on Monday because he was slow and the technician changed the memory and it's back to it's regular speed. I had to reinstall everything, the program, the backup I made of evertything I had on my baby and I'm just happy it's working.

The Gal is right, I know I need a break from The Parish because I'm starting to feel like an angry bitch and these people don't have to pay for my lack of energy and need for vacations. I mean, even if they aggravate me sometimes, they just shouldn't have to pay for this and I'm being careful not to lose my smile and niceness when I'm doing church's stuff.

I've been feeling a bit better because I was actually able to enjoy some time with friends, real fun times. Nice talks, heart-to-heart, laughs and that kinda lightened my mood. I was in such a pissed off mood Friday and Saturday I almost sent The Friendly Boss (TFB) my resignation letter.
But the poor guy's vacation for the week and I didn't wanted to give him a heart attack when he'll be back home. Instead, I'll talk with him when I'm calm down and well rested. He was right and it's a bit painful for me to admit but he told me back at the end of May that he was worried that if he was giving me too much things to manage for The Church Council that I would overdo and not respect myself and get tired. He knows I'm a perfectionist, he knows I want nothing but perfection from myself. He was right that I took too much and that I just can't manage everything. But I want to be able to, I'm powerful and strong, I can do anything I want. Nothing is too heavy for me to handle. I can manage everything without losing my sanity.
I'm such a fucking liar, I just need to let go and not take everything soo seriously, I can do so much, I'm just a human.

Poor TFB was once again right. I may or may not tell him what I just posted. I'm sure he already knows, the man knows me THAT much.

So until I can sleep I'm going to be doing sudoku and doing the tag given by The Gal.

Guess what?

I went to mass on Saturday night, as you know, I've not been such a faithful catholic in the past months. I guess when you are behind the scene (aware of what goes on in the community), sometimes it's just enough to keep someone away from practising. But I needed to go because I wanted to inform the parishioners that we'll be having a student at The Church for 6 weeks and to invite them to visit and come while the church's doors are open.

Mass was OK I guess and my little speech before the last prayer went well. I thought I was clear and I thought people understood my words but after 3 people came up to me and said "What did you say?" and suddenly I remembered that people just don't pay attention when someone speaks at the microphone. For some odd reason, they don't listen. I knew better than getting mad because it's always that way but it did piss me off a little bit.

My compassion meter is a bit broken when it comes to church business and that's freaking sad. I think I need vacations from The Parish because I have no tolerance left. I'm tired, I have been swamped and overwhelmed with Church council's business and I need a break. I'll get it in a few weeks. I'm going to survive and be well because I have a "real-life" outside of the Parish but I need a serious and total break and as soon as my student is able to work by himself and function well and as soon as the Parish's datas are transfered I'm going to be on vacation for few weeks.

I got a call Friday morning from The College and my college program is scheduled to start on August 18.

Other than that life's been treating me well, I've been able to spend quality time with friends and enjoying myself... I'm sorry I haven't been visiting you guys as much as I use to. I promise, I'll get my butt back in gear soon enough. How's life been treating each and every one of you?

The "donated" furniture

Sorry about the quality of the picture and one of them really sucks but here's the "donated" furniture. I requested the permission of the President of the church council and he agreed as long as his face wasn't on them. (he was posing in the first pictures we took)

So what do you guys think? Anyone want it?

Saturday update with pictures

I had a crazy week, that's mostly why I didn't update but I'm back.

I have my student, I hired him Tuesday in the late evening, he starts on June 25st and I'm happy about this (TFB is happy too). Will I be willing to do the process again next year? I can't answer now but we'll see.

Church council on Tuesday night was, let's put it this way "weird", Mr. Power Trippin' was on a roll. Not only did his actions bother me but The Tall Friend saw it himself, The Friendly Boss too, I think he has huge issues with women and I am one. That's one of the problem with the clergy, some of them can't stand women, they think we are inferior and react strangely to our presence. Whatever... (I would write more about the issue but with my luck, someone from the Parish will find my blog and know I'm referring to "him", I could refer to him as "He, who shall not be named".

I took pictures for The Gal, of my purse and my shoes and the new shoes I got yesterday. The brown leather shoes and purse I bought last week and the black leather highheels shoes, I got yesterday. I love 'em. I feel feminine, hot, sexy... (sorry for the crappy pictures)

I was sick last night with acid reflux and for some reason, puked my gut out until 1h00 AM. The freaking acid burns... Oh my gosh, but I'm better now, I did think I was not going to survive this but all is well.

I just vacuumed, mop the floors and did laundry. I'm going back to reading a book and relaxing. I need this, after a few week of Parish's hell, I need a break.

I hate this...

Once again this morning we had an interview for the fucking summer job. The person was very interested when I called yesterday and invited them for an interview at 9h00 AM tuesday morning but called 30 minutes before to cancel. The person had my fucking home number but instead of telling ME, called the Parish's office to cancel.

This is what I looked like when The Friendly Boss called to let me know:


then

then I hung up, took a long shower while


and now I'm pissed off.

Screw that, what the hell is wrong with this generation? Doesn't anyone want to work damnit? Full time job for 6 weeks, the work isn't very hard, it's interesting and fun and no one wants it? Fuck that shit.

I called the lady at the local Service Canada Center for Youth, she's always been nice with me. She was telling me that they are lacking student to fill all the positions available. Great positions that were easily filled in the past years are not being filled this year. Student don't really wanna work. It reassured me to see this was NOT just about us. But it still pisses me off.

If it was up to me at the moment, I would just throw the towel. This sucks, royally sucks. I know it has nothing to do with me as a human but it's taking it's toll on me because I'm the silly one who's working like crazy on this for no fucking results.

I think today is not my day. I'm too sensitive.

Friday shopping therapy

To forget about my week of hell with The Parish's stuff, I went shopping with The New Blogger. She doesn't like shopping but needed some things and you know me, I enjoy shopping.


I bought my first high heel shoes, they are in brown leather, they are gorgeous. I got a matching purse (leather) that I'm in love with, capri's and a green shirt. We had a good dinner with The Tall Friend and the kiddos and I'm just happily sitting at home. I'm watching TV, just because I haven't had a time to watch any in the past week and I'm just going to sleep in tomorrow. I want to go to the library and rest.

What are your plans for the weekend?

Slice of life

We need to do the process to hire someone all over again. It's a real PITA but it needs to be done. I've been trying to get the word out that we are looking for a student for the job, seriously been doing that constantly since yesterday at 15h15, it's going to have to work out.

I've had meetings related to The Parish non-stop, I want to sleep in tomorrow and maybe go shopping? After my meeting this afternoon I drop by my hairdresser for a cut, I needed to feel pretty and take a break, then tonight I went to eat with a friend and we stopped at The Passionate One's for a coffee, it was nice.

Seriously, we need to hire a student that will do the job, pray for us? TFB is unavailable this week due to engagements so I'm trying to find applicants that we will interview next week. I want to do the job, I want to do my share of the work because that's what team work is about. I'm a fixer, I can do this. I will "fix" the situation. I'm an action type of girl, I HATE inaction and reaction, I'm pro-active, I'm strong.

Action = power = control over a situation.

What relaxes me at night is to play "Who has the biggest brain?" on Facebook, a friend of mine hooked me on this game.

Annulment of Muslim Marriage Over False Virginity Claim Sparks Outrage in France

From this article

The annulment of a young Muslim couple’s marriage because the bride was not a virgin has caused anger in France, prompting President Sarkozy’s party to call for a change in the law.

The decision by a court in Lille was condemned by the Government, media, feminists and civil rights organisations after it was reported in a legal journal on Thursday. Patrick Devedjian, leader of the ruling Union for a Popular Movement, said it was unacceptable that the law could be used for religious reasons to repudiate a bride. It must be modified “to put an end to this extremely disturbing situation”, he said.

The case, which had previously gone unreported, involved an engineer in his 30s, named as Mr X, who married Ms Y, a student nurse in her 20s, in 2006. The wedding night party was still under way at the family’s home in Roubaix when the groom came down from the bedroom complaining that his bride was not a virgin. He could not display the blood-stained sheet that is traditionally exhibited as proof of the bride’s “purity”.

Mr X went to court the following morning and was granted a annulment on the grounds that his bride had deceived him on “one of the essential elements” of the marriage. In disgrace with both families, she acknowledged that she had led her groom to believe that she was a virgin when she had already had sexual intercourse. She did not oppose the annulment.
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Critics ran out of superlatives to condemn what they depicted as a dangerous aberration. Valérie Létard, Minister for Women’s Rights, said that she was “shocked to see that today in France the civil law can be used to diminish the status of women”.

Elisabeth Badinter, a philosopher and pioneer of women’s legal rights, said that she felt shame for the French justice system. “The sexuality of women in France is a private and free matter,” she said. “The annulment will just serve to send young Muslim girls running to hospitals to have their hymens restored.”

Although officially discouraged, the 30-minute operation is in increasing demand from Muslim women who fear the consequences of being unable to prove their virginity on their wedding night. Numerous agencies offer services for surgery trips to north African nations. One is offering a “hymenoplasty trip” to Tunis for €1,250 (£980). Internet sites and blogs are full of would-be brides in fear of the test of “the blood-soaked sheet”.

While ministers fulminated against the Lille decision, a different stand was taken by Rachida Dati, the Justice Minister, who has Moroccan and Tunisian parents. The law had, she said, protected the bride. “Annulling a marriage is a way of protecting the person who perhaps wants to undo a marriage. I think this young girl wanted . . . to separate quite quickly. The law is there to protect vulnerable people,” Ms Dati said.

The annulment was defended by Xavier Labbée, the lawyer who acted for Ms Y. The decision was justified by the bride’s deception, not her sexual history, he argued. “Quite simply it is about a lie,” he said. “Religion did not motivate the decision . . . but it is true that religious convictions played a role.”

Requests for annulments have risen sharply to nearly 2,000 a year in France, but experts could recall no case involving non-virginity.

In the news here today, they're saying that Quebec's civil law is similar to France's civil law and such a judgement could be made here. What the hell? An annulment because the bride was not a virgin. I'm outraged!

Well, well, well...

We have got ourselves a student for the summer job at The Parish. We scheduled 5 interviews today, 1 cancelled 30 minutes before, one didn't come and 3 were interviewed. One will get a call tomorrow and will be very happy to hear the news. It was NOT a difficult choice. The Friendly Boss will call the 3 students to let them know our decision, if they have or don't have the job.

One of the student really lost points when she started to talk about one place where she send her resume, and named her and called her lots of ugly names. Seriously, it was hard not to roll my eyes at her. TFB said he will be telling her, as constructive criticism that it's not appropriate to act like this and that she needs to stop doing this during interviews that it's hurting her. He worked human resources, he knows what he's talking about. I mean, I know it's fucking inappropriate to do it but he'll be good at telling her gently.

I'm confident about the one we picked, absolutely confident in her capacities and the work she will do. It's going to make my job easier this summer. (TFB and I will be her supervisors and be there for her if she needs anything).

Other than that, we got some work done with The Tall Friend around 19h30 because we've got a big meeting with all of our employee and our volunteers tomorrow night.

I may be posting The Ugly Couch soon... I think I'll take pictures without The Friendly Boss in them.

Currently listening to...

Where do you go by No Mercy.

Where do you go my lovely
Where do you go - I wanna know
My lovely I wanna know
Where do you go?
I wanna know
Where do you go?
I wanna know
Where do you, where do you go?
Where do you, where do you go?

You leave without a word
No message no number
And now my head is poundin like rollin thunder
You left me with a heartache
Deep inside
Girl you should see me
Cry all night and I wonder
Everybody says what a shame
What is wrong
They dont like the game you play
Heard youre hangin round every night
Until dawn
And waiting for you night and day

Where do you go my lovely
Where do you go - I wanna know
My lovely I wanna know
Where do you go?
I wanna know
Where do you go?
I wanna know

You gotta break the silence
Dont keep me waiting
Just like ariver flowing to the sea
Youre running back to me
Girl, hear what Im saying

Where do you go my lovely
I wanna know
Where do you go?
I wanna know
Where do you, where do you go?
Where do you, where do you go?
Save me
Come back and dry
The tears I cry for you baby
You gotta stop this heartache
Deep inside
You gotta help me make it through the night
Save me - come back and save me

Where do you go my lovely
Where do you go - I wanna know
My lovely I wanna know
Where do you go?
My lovely where do you go?
I wanna know
Where do you, where do you go?

I think we danced on that song at The Bar Friday night. I had such an amazing time that I'm willing to do it anytime again. Amaretto mixed with grape juice is a great drink, I had more than 9-10 drinks. I haven't had any alcohol since. Last night one of the girl and I went for a coffee and both she and I were unable to have anything with a sip of alcohol after Friday's party.

My friend is not back yet, so I'll get home around 22h00, which is totally fine with me. I haven't worked on anything for the Parish today and yesterday, I'm a bad bad girl.