engagement/reception pictures!

so here are the pictures from the engagement reception. well, it's actually only 30% of the pictures i've collected from people and i still don't have everyone's i want!

heren & deepa - march 10, 2007

warning: i stopped putting captions after the fifth picture.. and they're not in chronological order. actually they're in a pretty random order..

reena vs. static cling

i'm wearing a skirt today. it's spring.. i'm allowed to. since it's still windy out, i decided nylons would be a good idea. when i got to work, i realised i was experiencing a "wardrobe malfunction". no.. i wasn't exposed (thank god!). the front part of my skirt kept bunching up, which means i could very well expose myself if i weren't paying attention. so the ladies in the front office took pity and gave me some suggestions on how to combat the evils of static cling:

attempt #1
put a little bit of water on your nylons. don't soak it.. just wet your hands and rub them up and down your legs.

first of all.. that just sounds dirty. so i tried. the problem was the water just ran down the nylons. it wouldn't stick, so the skirt was still bunching up. boo..

attempt #2
spray your nylons with hairspray. but who brings hairspray to work? well then, use air freshner.

well i certainly wasn't going to spray air freshner right on myself. so i sprayed it in the air and walked into it. easy? not exactly. when i sprayed, foamy bits came out and splattered all over my nylons.

after all that, i still have a bunched up skirt with the added bonus of smelling like a summer's breeze.

mistry wrestlemania 86

my parents are pretty protective folks.. if you know the campus police story, you know what i'm talking about. anyway, each morning i send an email to my parents and brother so they know i got to work okay. if i fail to do so, i get emails, phone calls, text messages, and harassment over gtalk.

me: Testing.. 1.. 2.. 3..
dad: Reena, Why are you testing?
me: Because I sent you all an email this morning at 8:14am which none of you got..
heren: We all got it... we just ignored it
dad: Reena, I got both!
me: Then why did dad leave a voice mail at 9am saying he didn't get an email? You all confuse me. :|
mum: We all didnt get it.... I didnt get the first one thats why she sent testing I complained.
heren: I got the first e-mail...
dad: I said you did not answer your phone!
mum: Here we go... family email fight.
me: Reena kicks Heren in the back of the thigh and clotheslines him over the top rope. As Heren falls, he tags Mum who comes in from behind and puts Reena in a full-nelson. Reena stretches trying to tag Dad..*suspense* We'll return to Mistry Wrestlemania 86 after a word from our sponsor..

on a side note: my mum peruses www.boingboing.net.. who knew?

cooking with reena: part 1

cooking has always been somewhat of an interesting experiment for me. i love food, with a passion. cooking however.. we don't always get along.

tonight i cooked indian food on my own for the first time in a long while. over the weekend i bought different kinds of indian veggies to last me the week (cost me all of $3!), one of which is called guwar (apparently also known as cluster beans). like all indian mothers insist, multi-tasking while cooking is essential. now i can multi-task like nobody's business at work, juggling many different projects at once.. but in the kitchen i'm hopeless :S

so while i was cooking the guwar with potatoes, i was also making a few rotlis for myself. i'm balancing everything fairly decently when the doorbell rings. what to do, what to do. answer the door or stay with the food? door .. food? i decided to answer the door. no, i did not leave the stove on - my high intelligence reminded myself to turn off all the elements before answering the door to avoid disaster.

on my way back to the kitchen, i came to realise my obvious stupidity. even though i turned off all the elements, i failed to move the items off the ones that were set to high. oops. so one of my rotlis burnt. double oops.

oh well, at least i know the fire alarm works!

public speaking 101

i just came home from shopping, quite the excursion. i was wandering through benix, a housewares store, and two guys in their late-twenties/early-thirties walk in. obviously in the middle a conversation while entering the store, one blurts out: "i need sex." *slaps forehead* i tried really, really hard not to snicker.

too bad he didn't say it louder to turn it into one of those moments where the entire store stops and turns in his direction. i suppose that would have made for a far more interesting story :P

doctor's orders

i'd say living on my own is a great experience except for the fact that i really haven't had a chance to indulge much. yesterday i left work early and went to the doctor's because i wasn't feeling *well* to say the least. when i got home, i took straight to the couch to take a nap. well, it wasn't much of a nap since people kept calling me to see if i was okay and told me to get some rest. getting rest is a difficult thing to do when your phone keeps ringing every time you're about to fall into a deep sleep.

it's st. patrick's day and i'm house-bound. *sigh* no green beer for me unfortunately :( although.. i do have irish whiskey in the liquor cabinet. hrmm..

how i organized a reception, and lived to tell about it

the chaos that started on wednesday is ending on wednesday. a full
week of craziness and i still don't have all the pictures to account
for it. it's been kind of a blur.. but at least i have pictures to
remember the stupidity :) as soon as i get as many pictures as
possible, i'll certainly post up an album. i'm at 900+ pictures so
far..

saturday night went well considering i had NOTHING prepared.
seriously. i had no music for when i introduced my brother and
sister-in-law. i had no itinerary. basically i had no clue. anyway,
luckily a family friend went out and bought the two cds i needed an
hour before the reception, i wrote up the itinerary a half hour prior
to start, and we basically just made up the rest right on the spot.

our theme was a world-wide tour on mistry airlines, but because i had
nothing prepared, the theme fizzled by the end of the night. at least
people laughed at my jokes, heh - i've never been able to be
completely serious when given a mic. my cousin alan, my co-pilot for
the evening, was incredibly hyper that night.. he says it's because he
was only drinking cc, but i still don't believe that!

the glow-in-the-dark bracelets were a hit! tons of people were
running up to get some. my mum's dad even came up to me for some!
later on i found out that he went up to my cousin rakesh, who was
helping me hand them out, for more! hehehe, my grandfather's one hip
80-something! :) i bought 500 glow bracelets, and they all were
taken in a matter of 10-15 minutes. if i ever organize another
reception, i'm certainly going to do that all over again!

at the end of the night i came to the conclusion that i was right -
wedding receptions are a pain that are not worth having. even though
i tried to make it as informal as possible, it still gave me a
headache! i'd rather have a cocktail party like setting which
requires no speeches, no table settings, and no real organization
(other than food, liquor, and glow funness).

school'ed in the art of hair

i got my hair coloured and a hair cut today. the lady i went to was EXTREMELY good - she did an excellent job and also informed me of the reason i have a straight break across the back of my head - hairbands! i constantly wear my hair up in a bun, which is apparently a horrible. i've been told i need to stop doing that.. *sigh* i need to break the habit - cold turkey! we'll see how long i last. i say less than 24 hours.

i'm an auntie!! my cousin's wife had a baby girl tonight at 8:47pm. this is so exciting :)

i am supergirl

yesterday i celebrated holi for the first time ever. traditionally it involves throwing colours at each other, but here my dad's cousins use baby powder. i was planning on heading downtown afterwards to meet up with shea, however the events at the temple stopped me from wanting to go anywhere for the rest of the night. to sum it up, i'm going to smell like a baby until 2018.

today was a day of running around.. for a microwave. the microwave we bought was missing the roller ring, so after many, many calls i headed back to the store where the microwave was bought. much to the surprise of the people who work there, sears does not carry parts for over the counter items such as vacuums & microwaves, so that left either getting a full refund or exchanging it for another one. luckily they had another convection microwave, but it was more expensive than the one we bought. the woman was nice though - because of the hassle i was going through she'd do a straight exchange despite the price difference. now the challenge - getting the old microwave out of the house and into the car, then getting the new microwave out of the car and into the house. i certainly succeeded at doing that. all i can say is, after all the house stuff, i better have stronger arms by summer. now i need to work on getting my legs as strong as they use to be.

the italian job

yesterday i had to call a magazine in italy regarding artwork for one of our ads. a last minute deal allowed us to put the ad in their upcoming issue, for which the artwork had to be submitted that day (yesterday). yikes indeed. the ad was done, just needed to be translated into italian. luckily, the magazine was nice enough to have their technical director translate it for us (ah the wonders of email makes this process go so quickly..). in the end, the resulting
file size is 27mb, which is small compared to some of my other projects. so i call up the sales manager to ask how i can get the file to them since the file is too big to email.

me: i have the artwork ready, except the file size is big..
italy: no, your file size is alright. i have it here.
me: what i mean to say is the new artwork file is too big. it's 27 megs.
italy: the artwork here is the right size.. 151mm x 232mm
i now understand the problem.. *sigh* language difference
me: the file is too big for me to email.
italy: AH, the file is too HEAVY.
me: YES! the file is heavy *giggles*

after a number of different attempts, i finally got the artwork to them this morning. note to self for future international phone calls.. always think in the literal sense.

*twitch*

i have this tendency to look at the people in the cars around me, even in my rear view mirror, which made for an interesting drive this morning.

the major road i drive down is three lanes.  i was in the far left lane stopped at a traffic light.  (no this is not a story about getting rear-ended again..)  in the far right lane, a guy pulls up, looks over at me and winks.  i thought this was a little odd.. thinking maybe i was just in the line of sight of an on-the-road flirt-fest i looked to my left - a really old man concentrating very heavily on the car ahead of him.  maybe the winker's an anna nicole smith of the gay community..?  perhaps.

light turns green, i drive away.  another red light comes up, stopped again.  i can see in my rear-view mirror that winker is coming.  again pulls up within view of me, looks at me, and winks AGAIN!  what the.. i mean seriously?  really?  i wish i were making this up.

light turns green, i drive away.  at this point the guy ends up behind a stopped bus, so i didn't end up seeing him for the rest of my drive to work.  right now i'm rationalizing that the guy had a twitch (like howie from the backstreet boys) because those winks certainly couldn't have been directed towards me since i looked like a total hobo this morning (so freakin' tired).  that or maybe he just really liked my disco balls.