Wash your hands, put on your nightgown; look not so pale

When we visited San Diego on our trip last December, we stayed in a bed & breakfast. We had never stayed in a B&B before and probability won’t do it ever again. We prefer the anonymous big hotel. We’re anti social like that.

That doesn’t mean we didn’t like this B&B. It’s totally gorgeous and if you like B&B’s I’m pretty sure you’ll love everything about it. Godiva chocolates, fresh flowers, written journals in every room. The journals contain stories of people that stayed in the room before. Personally I like to think we’re the first ever in the room and bed.

I’ll come straight to the point: there was a big green pole in the middle of the room. From floor to ceiling kinda pole. With a very tacky birdcage on it.

When we entered the room I immediately bursted out in hysterical laughter, grabbed the pole and swung to Mr. Sweety.

And than it hit me.

I probably wasn’t the first. I’m no hygiene freak but I could not help myself but to ran to the bathroom and wash my hands.

We relaxed a bit: Mr. Sweety read our travel guide book and I read the journals. And from the last page I quote:

‘That pole is effin GENIOUS. I thought Victorians were freakin’ uptight. We LOVED the pole, it brought us to every extreme!‘

Our room was situated next to the round tower thingie. Every morning when we looked out the window, there were a bunch of tourists out there making pictures of the monumental B&B. Very amusing. When you're properly dressed. That is.

*runs off to wash hands again*

Useless reply to the supernatural

Dear psychic Mr. Sety and Mr. Maari,

Thank you for the little notes you left in our ‘snail’mailbox. Your offer is almost too good to be true. It’s so nice of you to use your psychic abilities to help us ordinary earthly people with our sex life, our love life, our divorces, our exams, our dreams, our work and health problems. Even protecting us against the devil. It’s truly amazing.

I just want to thank you for bringing some variation in our spam. To be honest, I was getting a bit bored with the usual viagra, medicine, loans, casino and enlarge-allyourbodyparts.

Your psychic ability is something new and interesting.

I have just one question. Since Mr. Sweety and I are a happy couple with luckily no real problems, you must have known, we are not going to call you. Like ever. So it makes absolutely no sense to keep sending us those little notes. Unless you want to prove you’re not psychic after all.

Or maybe, you already knew I was going to blog about it? And by that having some free publicity? Some ‘Hello World It’s Us, Mr. Sety & Mr. Maari?’ In that case, I find you rather rude. I mean, you could have just asked. But, most likely you would have known that my answer would be NO. Which of course totally explains why you did send the little notes and that proves you are psychic. Why am I even bothering writing you this letter? You already know what I want to say anyways.

Just stop messing with my brain and leave my snail mailbox alone with its bills.

Thanks,
Sweety

PS: protecting us from the devil, would that include my boss? I would totally dig that.

What a nice surprise, bring your alibis

On my request of what to do while visiting California, the Cactus & Fish family advised us to visit an unusual hotel: The Madonna Inn in San Louis Obispo.

Let me just say a couple of things:

1. It’s the most tackiest place I have ever seen in my entire life. EVAH. All rainbow colors are presented in this hotel, but the hotel owner sure had a soft spot for pink. Barbie pink. And big ugly flowers. Carpet on the WALLS. I mean...
I praise the courage of the Cactus family to be able to sleep there. We couldn’t do it.

2. Below is a picture of the men’s toilet. Yes. Your eyes are not deceiving you. It’s a waterfall. When you stand before it, water starts running. Mr. Sweety was just about to take a picture of the running water when another man came in the men’s room. Mr. Sweety figured the guy wouldn’t really appreciate being photographed while urinating in a fake waterfall in one of the tackiest hotels on planet earth and possible this universe.

3. While I wouldn’t want to be caught dead in that place, someone did. A dead body was removed from the parking lot little before we arrived. Maybe he drank too much from the waterfall?

I’m a pain in the ..

I finally finished my homework. The last few days I spend with a friend from school working on a group assignment. It was a hell of a job, but we finished! Woohoo!

My weekend started very weird. Thursday I had worked from 7.30 AM to 6 PM and later that day at home from 9 PM to 11 PM. I did finish what I had to finish and made one of our directors a happy man. But I can’t help but wondering if my boss is worth the effort and energy I put in my work.

Thursday I also had my ‘yearly’ evaluation (except with my boss? It is more like once every 3 years) and it basically went a little something like this:

Psycho Boss: I have no comments on your work. Your work is fine, you perform well.
Me: OK…
Psycho Boss: But I do have a problem with your attitude.
Me: My attitude? What do you mean?
Psycho Boss: Yes. You HAVE to stop complaining about not having a proper job description.
Me: Excuse me?
Psycho Boss: I’ve had it up to (points to forehead) here with your complaints and your letters to my boss and whatnot.
Me: You HAVE got to be kidding me. You have had it with ME?I can imagine you don’t like the letters. But you do realize having a proper job description (and the salary that goes with it) is my legal right as a government employee?
Psycho Boss: Rights rights rights I’ve had enough of your rights. You’ll have to stop otherwise you’ll have to face the consequences.
Me: What do you mean ‘I have to stop or I’ll have to face the consequences?’
Psycho Boss: Just stop.

Let me just say, I, Sweety, will not be threatened or intimidated in any way, shape or form by any person, man or woman who thinks he has some sort of power or control over me. What was he thinking. It is impossible for him to fire me based on my complaints.

I’m strengthened in my decision to find another job (someone in need of an editor/ communications advisor? :)) On the other hand, I won’t let myself be blackmailed until I find that new job. So I have contacted my union representative. I gave him the ‘cart blanche’ he asked for about two weeks ago.

I’m sorry I’m boring you guys with work related posts. I try to avoid writing about it as much as possible, last Thursday though suddenly felt very personal and writing about it helps putting things in perspective.

Chocolat. PLEASE

Oh yeah. Sometimes it’s hard.

Mount Everest? Matter horn? NOTHING. Compared to the amount of homework I’ve been dealing with the last week.

One of my funniest, smartest and sweetest colleagues has been diagnosed with breast cancer. She’ll be in surgery next Wednesday.

I’ve been SO busy at work it’s not even remotely funny. Busy? A part of being so busy is caused by me. Yep. Me. I accidentally deleted a few important web pages. IT services took 3 weeks to find those files back. All is well now. But it caused some stress.

I can write a gazillion stupid things my psycho boss did this week. I won’t waste any words on him. I’ll just say he totally managed to hurt & belittle one of my most respected colleagues. She turned from being a strong intelligent woman in to a weak insecure girl. He really is a psycho. I SO need to find another job.

No positive notes from me today.

In stead, tell me why your day was positive!

Caption Time!

Luckely we already had tickets... but really, think twive about visiting Disneyland at Christmas :))

It’s a wonderful world

Why?

1. My migraine is finally over. Yep. Totally gone.

2. I’m zipping on a wonderful glass of Californian white wine. Mmmmmm.

3. Ya’all were right. I passed the re-exam of Organisation & Management. With a 7.8, on a scale of 1 (very bad) to 10 (very good). It was the highest grade in the class. I should just accept my mad management skills, but I’m still worried there was made a mistake. I really didn’t think I’d passed the test.

4. This semester I’ll be studying Psychology & Customer Behaviour, Integrated Communication II, English and Dutch. And again I like every single one of the courses I’m taking.

5. It’s weekend.

6. The other day, I applied for another job for a very cool company. I’m not saying anything more, just use your crossing finger skills to help me get a interview. But the fact that I finally found a job opening worth applying for, and the fact that I finally actually wrote a letter is making me very happy.

7. Mr. Sweety is enjoying his new job. I didn’t even tell ya’all he got a new job? I’m getting worse at keeping my blog up to date. Mr. Sweety has a new job! He works at an international company, which also has offices in the US. Maybe just maybe in a few years we can move to the US through this company?

8. My manager from hell has a new hair do. It’s making me laugh. Like all the time.

9. I actually have a few nice projects at work.

10. Monday is Mr. Sweety’s and mine 5th Valentines day together. Being late with our travel reports, I totally forgot to mention our 5th anniversary we had in Anaheim, California. More about that, later.

Run Mr. Sweety, Run!

Excuse the lack of updating. My exam week FINALLY ended (woohoo!) and I no longer have to spend every free second learning. So I decided to go ahead and continue our travel story. Which is becoming quite embarrassing since we’ve been back for over a month. Oh well.

Here it goes:

Our trip, part III, December 20 & 21

As you know, we drove from San Francisco to San Diego. And I HAVE to say, the country is very, very beautiful. I don’t think I ever saw more beautiful nature than in California.

We took highway 1 and enjoyed the many stops on the way, to make pictures…

…… & look at silly animals like these… I forgot their names. Sea cows? Anyways, these animals made the most disgusting noises ever. The best way to describe the sounds as a burp&gas combo. Really. That bad.

In Carmel by the Sea we stayed in the cutest B&B ever. The rooms where build in tiny houses. And our room was called “Holly”. Can it get any cuter than that? The B&B is definitely a recommendation, but not for more than 1 night (at least in the room we stayed in). It’s very cute but also very petite. Un petit peu too petite. So tiny I’m starting to write in French. But go and see the cuteness.

And we saw a……….. hummingbird! It just hang in the air right in front of our eyes for a couple of seconds. Too cute. Unfortunately he was gone before we could take a picture.

Ofcourse we did more touristy things. Run Mr. Sweety, Run!

And a holiday isn’t a holiday when you stop for a minute and relax. Enjoy the comforts of life... and hotels. And eat breakfast in bed @ the Apple Farm Inn in San Louis Obispo. A motel we’d highly recommend. It’s cosy, clean & comfortable. And I’d kill to have some of that yoghurt again.

I say.. run.. before I catch you

If there is anyone outthere with a MT close trackback ping plugin.... *waves* Let me know.

Arrrrgh.