My Fiance and I are looking to get a Norwegian Lundehund a year or so after we get married. We've discussed getting a dog for a long time, but we never really settled on a breed. Looking at dog breeds this evening though, we fell in love with the fox-like look and even-tempered personality description of the Lundehund. After subsequent research via Google and Youtube, we fell even more in love.
Too bad it's one of the rarest. There's only 2,000 dogs worldwide since it always got extinct during WWII.
Found some breeders in BC. I wonder how much that will cost...
Saturday, February 11, 2012
Monday, January 30, 2012
We've picked colours.
I can't wait to make it work! We have more than a year to drum up excellent centrepiece ideas and make it work.
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Change.
The importance of change management in any organization is slowly increasing due to the rapidity of change. Change in technology; change in economy; change in stability; change in leadership... As a recruiter, the number one motivation I hear for searching for other work is "restructuring" or "change."
There's a lot of changes for me - both on a professional level and a personal level.
Professionally, my role has been restructured. There's been a lot of changes in the office due to a launch of a new line of business and a new managing director; but the biggest changes for me have been more on an immediate level. My manager, my immediate supervisor, my discipline, and my colleagues have all changed. I feel like I'm almost starting a whole new job come Monday.
Whatever the cause, one must roll with it. End of the day, the actual restructuring of my role MAY be a good thing professionally and developmentally. It will increase my scope; I'm going to be doing less Business Development and more of what I actually want to focus on (recruitment); I will be handling greater volume; etc.
There are other sources of anxieties of course. My best friend at work will no longer be there come Monday. I will have a completely new team I will be dealing with on a day to day. My immediate supervisor will change. My immediate manager will change. I will be recruiting for a completely different discipline - one that I have had very minimal experience on.
I try to prepare myself for the last one. I've begun by meeting with a very informative friend.
We shall see tomorrow how I fare. In a month or two, we'll find out if I've found my ideal role or if things have just gotten worse...
No Business Development cold calls --- that's a promising start! I can focus my energy in something more results-oriented than metrics-driven.
There's a lot of changes for me - both on a professional level and a personal level.
Professionally, my role has been restructured. There's been a lot of changes in the office due to a launch of a new line of business and a new managing director; but the biggest changes for me have been more on an immediate level. My manager, my immediate supervisor, my discipline, and my colleagues have all changed. I feel like I'm almost starting a whole new job come Monday.
Whatever the cause, one must roll with it. End of the day, the actual restructuring of my role MAY be a good thing professionally and developmentally. It will increase my scope; I'm going to be doing less Business Development and more of what I actually want to focus on (recruitment); I will be handling greater volume; etc.
There are other sources of anxieties of course. My best friend at work will no longer be there come Monday. I will have a completely new team I will be dealing with on a day to day. My immediate supervisor will change. My immediate manager will change. I will be recruiting for a completely different discipline - one that I have had very minimal experience on.
I try to prepare myself for the last one. I've begun by meeting with a very informative friend.
We shall see tomorrow how I fare. In a month or two, we'll find out if I've found my ideal role or if things have just gotten worse...
No Business Development cold calls --- that's a promising start! I can focus my energy in something more results-oriented than metrics-driven.
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
The Engagement Story
My BF asked me to marry him quite regularly for the past year. He began calling me his fiancee way before I really said yes. I would always tell him, "Of course, I'll marry you. But ask me properly!" It was never the right time too. He needed to stabilize his financial situation; so did I.
His strength is persistence. You know a man really loves you when he can keep that up for a really long time. He knew that one day, I would say yes and it would be the right time.
Last month, before I left for the Philippines, I finally said yes. It wasn't official enough for me to put it in Facebook though. Facebook defined things for us. Facebook made it "Public" and irrevocable. It also made it appropriate...Facebook played a big part in our relationship, so it only made sense that it would still play a big part for this new venture. (Welcome to the internet age.)
He had spoken to his mother and discussed the "ring" situation already. The only thing that was left was for him to formally asked my father.
While I was in the Philippines, I was on the phone with my BF when my dad walked into the room asking for my laundry. My BF told me to tell him, "I'm going to marry your daughter." So I told my dad, "Papa, he said he was going to marry me. Is that alright?" He responded with, "Okay. Where's your laundry?"
It was pretty nonchalant.
Saturday, my BF decided to call my father directly and ask. The driver's son picked up the phone - he couldn't speak English, so that conversation didn't lead anywhere. Sunday, my brother picked up the phone. My parents were out of town. Monday, my mother picked up the phone. My father was in a meeting... Was my father avoiding him?
And then today, I get a text. "Tell *** to call me now."
My BF wasn't home. When he finally texted that he was home and that he would call, I decided to busy myself with things online. I figured my BF would call to let me know how things would turn out...
Then 'lo and behold. A friend messaged on Facebook Chat to congratulate me. Confused, she directed me to my BF's Facebook status. My BF railroaded me into an official engagement!
It sounds like something my Dad would do. :)
This is my official proclamation. Henceforth, my BF will be referred to as my Fiance. Let the planning begin!
His strength is persistence. You know a man really loves you when he can keep that up for a really long time. He knew that one day, I would say yes and it would be the right time.
Last month, before I left for the Philippines, I finally said yes. It wasn't official enough for me to put it in Facebook though. Facebook defined things for us. Facebook made it "Public" and irrevocable. It also made it appropriate...Facebook played a big part in our relationship, so it only made sense that it would still play a big part for this new venture. (Welcome to the internet age.)
He had spoken to his mother and discussed the "ring" situation already. The only thing that was left was for him to formally asked my father.
While I was in the Philippines, I was on the phone with my BF when my dad walked into the room asking for my laundry. My BF told me to tell him, "I'm going to marry your daughter." So I told my dad, "Papa, he said he was going to marry me. Is that alright?" He responded with, "Okay. Where's your laundry?"
It was pretty nonchalant.
Saturday, my BF decided to call my father directly and ask. The driver's son picked up the phone - he couldn't speak English, so that conversation didn't lead anywhere. Sunday, my brother picked up the phone. My parents were out of town. Monday, my mother picked up the phone. My father was in a meeting... Was my father avoiding him?
And then today, I get a text. "Tell *** to call me now."
My BF wasn't home. When he finally texted that he was home and that he would call, I decided to busy myself with things online. I figured my BF would call to let me know how things would turn out...
Then 'lo and behold. A friend messaged on Facebook Chat to congratulate me. Confused, she directed me to my BF's Facebook status. My BF railroaded me into an official engagement!
It sounds like something my Dad would do. :)
This is my official proclamation. Henceforth, my BF will be referred to as my Fiance. Let the planning begin!
Friday, January 13, 2012
Blogosphere
In an attempt to return to the blogosphere, I've decided to resurrect my use of Twitter. Whether I can actually keep up with it, we shall see.
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Fantasy
It's not the nasty R-18 type of fantasy.
Today, a colleague and I were talking about the genre. I find it remarkable every time I meet other women who are as keen on the stories of dragons, magic, and valour.
Why do I love it? Why do I seek out these thick tomes when there are many easier (and some would argue, more realistic) books to read? I suppose it has something to do with the epic quality of it all. It's always this big adventure where "not succeeding" brings about the destruction of all that is good --- so they always succeed. It might not be in this volume or the next, but when the series concludes, there is an end that is in essence good.
I want to get back into writing fantasy fiction. It's the only area where I feel truly honest. When I write about "the real world", I think about how I'm supposed to put something "Filipino" into what I write, because that is my heritage. When I do splash a bit of my culture or understanding into contemporary fiction, I feel less motivated because that's not what I wanted to write about. I feel like I'm cornering myself into the Asian genre.
Fantasy is a safe haven for people with ambiguous cultural self-identities. My hero/heroine doesn't have to be any nationality that exists. Man as a species, elf, sorcerer, undetermined being... There's freedom in it.
If I only had the discipline to finish something.
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