Monday, February 25, 2008

Celebration

I rarely celebrate my achievement. Or I might do but I should take a moment to be really proud of myself.


I got promoted yesterday! Woohoo! I am now a design manager. Very Excited. I fought for the position when I found out that they might appoint somebody from another department. It's just plain worng and unfair. So, I spoke to a few people and argued my case.


It's a fantastic feeling. I don't know what came about me. I would just normally brush things off and justify why the other person deserves it. Not this time! I even told The Boyf (the BF) that even if I didn't get it, I am proud that I did something about it.


I obviously must credit The Boyf, who listened to my complaints and encouraged me to go after the position. And our current Creative Director who gave a good word about me to our HR manager! And also to a few design-team-people that listened and had good advices for me! Cheers!

Okay on different note, RE ... I'm so funny. Did you get it? Do, re, mi ...

Anyhow, I have more stories about the boyfriend's Valentines' celebration at Stamford Hotel. It was glorious, I'm telling you!

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Valentine's Day



So far, I have just been talking about my love life. There are other things happening in my life of course. But I do want to imprint the nice things I am experiencing right now. I tend to just write about my gripes...

Valentine's Day was really special. I can truly say that it has been the most romantic day of my life so far. I am sooo spoilt. When I got back on my desk at work, there lay a big white box with a bow in it. I opened it up to reveal 12 pink long-stemmed roses with a very loving note that says - "You bring joy and happiness in my life. I love you very much with all my heart."

Our deal was that we are not going to buy gifts for each other. We'll just wait when we get to Thailand to do our Valentine shopping. However, when he picked me up after my work, he gave me a spa bath collection from Body Shop in the car. I was so elated. Then embarrassed cause I rock up with my half-done blank card. Which caused a little drama afterwards. I was truly sorry (and recognised the error of my ways). When we did get home, I wrote a very long and loving note in it and he was then satisfied. I also pointed it out to him that I wasn't lazy and that I did put effort to show him my love. I already organised our accomodation at the Stamford Hotel in Double Bay weeks before our romantic Valentine weekend and also I bought lingerie to please him! (A bit rated-R).

After he picked me up, we decided to try a different location to grab dinner. We went to Crows Nest and had a drink at the Crows Nest hotel. I had a Wolf Blass brut and I am sure he ordered Heineken on tap. We then went for a walk along Pacific Highway to look for a cafe/restaurant to eat in. We decided that New Orleans Cafe is the best one for a quick bite. We had Salt-and-Pepper Squid for entree. For our mains, I had Jambalaya and he had Lemon Chicken on a bed or rice with saffron and raisins. We also ordered mash with it. For our dessert, we went to Mado Cafe in Auburn for a taste of something different. We ordered the Mado Classic which had the really hard ice-cream and three Turkish sweets in it - one being I recognised as baklava. We also had turkish tea.

It was such a lovely day and memorable day for me.

Monday, February 11, 2008

Sleepless night

What does one do when one can't sleep? Buy lingerie! Why not!? Since Valentine's Day is just around the corner...

So, buy I did! Without realising that I've spent over $200 on a few numbers. What have I done? I am not even to sure if they will fit perfect. What if I really don't like it and it doesn't suit me. I can return it! But I can't believe I did it.

I use to splurge money on good clothes, underwear, food, etc but since the big M (mortgage), I have been wise with money (tight)! Hehehehe

The lingeries will indeed be posted online once I get them in the mail! I won't be wearing them and posing, don't worry! My mother will die and our parish priest will banish me from Sunday church.