Day 60: two months down

Well, here we are. Two months since the meltdown.

I have finished my behavior analysis program. It feels odd to be done. I start studying with a group in June to prep for the exam in August.

I am working in a job that I love and am excited about the future opportunities it may present.

Kevin and I have started a business plan with action steps to take.

I have an interview for a doctoral program on May 11th. I haven’t really told anyone about it, but I’m excited about it. I’m not sure if I’ll get in… and I’m not exactly sure I’ll accept it. That’s to be determined, so keep posted on that.

Yesterday Kevin and I made some pretty dope cookies. We all enjoyed them and I’m excited to get feedback from others!

I’ve been keeping myself busy so I don’t think about the benefit. Friday I worked, ate some delicious smoked BBQ from Doc’s Smokehouse, met up with my cousin for some beers at One Trick Pony Brewery, then had some adult relations with the handsomest of dudes. Saturday I got up, went to work, did our weekly food mecca, finished up my paper in order to officially complete my coursework at TCC, made some spicy thai chicken with veggies and cookies. Then Kevin and I ate said cookies, played video games, watched more OITNB, had more adult relations and passed out.

This morning we woke up, had adult relations, went out to breakfast to one of our favorite places (jelly pancake house), came home, had adult relations, made adult beverages, played video games and just had a really chill afternoon. We are about to partake in some Cuban pulled pork and Caribbean rice. Om nom nom.

Food is a wonderful distraction.

I haven’t been keeping up with my exercise. I’m hoping to get on better track now that my classes are done. I don’t know, time will tell.

I have to get my insurance situation figured out… and soon. I still have doctor’s to see and meds needed to keep me sane. I’ll get it figured out.

Tomorrow I’m going to work on obtaining my server’s license and hopefully pick up some hours in a bar for summer work.

Allright, time to make the rice!

Thanks for stopping by.

I am glad you exist ; D

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Spoonful of Sugar: Overnight Oats

Hey everyone in interspace land!

I have finally gotten around to writing a new post. I’ll be delving in to the latest shenanigans in a separate posts. Here, I am going to talk about my latest breakfast obsession: Overnight Oats.

Now, let me start off by saying: I hate oatmeal. Hate it. I don’t like the texture and I think it flavorless and gross. It smells so yummy then I go to eat it and I’m disappointed every. Single. Time.

I’ve been trying to eat healthier and one of the steps was to make a better breakfast. I don’t have much time in the morning, so I’m not about to cook myself breakfast everyday. I don’t like cold or reheated eggs because it tastes odd to me. So for a girl on the go, I need something that packs a whollop and easy to do.

I decided to see what all the hullabaloo was about with overnight oats and OH. MY. GOD. YALL. I fell in love. I’ve been eating overnight oats pretty much every morning for the past month. I like to eat it cold, but the rest of my fam likes to warm it up – so really it’s up to you!

Here’s one of my favorites ; ) I hope you enjoy it!

 

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Gather your supplies! Things I like to use: old fashioned oats, almond milk, flavored Greek yogurt, chopped almonds, chocolate chips, brown sugar, strawberries and bananas

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Grab your jars and have them ready to go.

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1/2 cup old fashioned or steel cut oats on the bottom of the jar – this is so they can soak up all the yummy liquid

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1/2 cup milk – I really like vanilla flavored almond milk. It’s nice, light and adds some more flavor to the overall dish.

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Chop up them raw almonds, uhn.

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Add about 1 tablespoon of chopped almonds to your jars

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Add about 1 tablespoon brown sugar

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Add 1 tablespoon chocolate chips

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User friendly tip: Peel your banana about half way. Slice it down the center, then slice the pieces directly into the jars.

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User friendly tip: Use your knife to cut your strawberry in to fourths. Slice the bits straight in to the jar.

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Add about 1/3 cup greek yogurt

That’s all there is to it! Shake it up, if you like. Just mix it up before you eat. There are all different kinds of mixes, but this is one I haven’t gotten sick of yet.

If you try it, please let me know what you think! I’ll try to post some more recipes too. I’ve made a tropical mix and blueberry pie. Bon apetit!

Thanks for stopping by.

I am glad you exist.

 

Day 56: that’s preetttyyy dope

I love where I work more and more each day.

Today I shared my brilliant beyond brilliant idea for a shop with my boss. She smiled and said, well let’s try it out at the town block party! So we are going to run some logistics and try out my brilliant idea in July! I am so stoked! When they said they value ideas and are very entrepreneurial, they meant it… As opposed to my last job that said the same thing but then poo-pooed all my ideas. It is so nice to be in a place that says, “yeah, let’s do that!” And MEANS IT.

The other super cool thing about my work is I told them my fiance and I plan on entering the edible market in a handful of years. By edible, I mean products made with cannabis. My bosses? Totally in. They want to do the same thing. Dooooopeee dopedopedopedopedope.

Y’all just don’t know how excited I am about the future. I couldn’t WAIT to share the news with Kevin, I was beaming when I told him. Exciting stuff, guys. 

I can’t wait to make tasty things that will naturally help with anxiety and depression. 

Kevin and I also talked about our budget plan for the future. We have a really solid plan and it makes me excited for what’s going to come. Moving in to a house and starting a pretty dope bakery are most excellent prospects.

Interestingly, I got an interview for a doctoral program. Getting a doctorate is something I have wanted since I was 8 years old. I have wanted it for over twenty years and lately? Well, lately, the dream has been waning as other dreams have been solidifying in to realities. It’s not really a bad thing, just different. It’s a different mindset. I’m adjusting. And I think I like it.

I am still havig issues with getting my money back from the venue and am trying to offer alternatives… It’s like in The Office – I would like for everyone to have a Win Win WIN. ; ) Time will tell.

I haven’t decided what the weekend plan will be either. That is TBD. 

Thanks for stopping by.

I am glad you exist.

Day 55: wearing your emotions

I need to gain better control of my emotions and how I wear them on my face some times. I’m generally good at it, but when things are really not going great, it starts to show.

I am really over this benefit right now. I wrote to the venue to let them know I had to cancel and they are saying that they have a nonrefundable deposit policy unless that room is rebooked… Now, this would have been the third year running working this particular venue and I don’t recall that policy nor is said policy stated any where. I have had a really great relationship with them over the past few years so this feels like a real slap in the face.

I’m not rolling in money by any stretch of the imagination and I understand how business works but let’s show some compassion, yeah? I have dealt with so much shit behind the scenes in regarding the benefit you wouldn’t even imagine. I have dealt with backstabbing, attempted sabotage, bad mouthing, lies and now keeping money. Welp.

Saying I am glad I am done and passing the torch is an understatement. Don’t get me wrong, a lot of good has come from it but I am done. I don’t want to deal with any of it any more. Time to focus on other things.

People are greedy and selfish. I don’t get anything out of the benefit. Everything was donated. I never recouped expenses or anything like that. When I say everything was donated, I mean EVERYTHING WAS DONATED.  I don’t think I will ever understand people. Maybe I understand them too much. 

Oh well.

Tomorrow is a new day. Maybe I will get to go to trivia tonight and that will help.

I am going to work some of the weekend now that I don’t​ have to worry about the benefit. I know I need to do something or I will just get super depressed. My friends have been really great and it’s nice to have options. 

On the bright side of things, this is my last week of class for my program, woo! On the work front, I am going to get trained in barista shenanigans by Intelligentsia and have to take care of my Basset certification. Maybe I can part time bartend somewhere for extra money or something. 

We shall see.

Anyway, I needed to vent and get that off my chest. I feel a little better now.

Thanks for stopping by.

I am glad you exist.

Day 54 continued

My head is an absolute disaster zone today. There are far too many ups and downs in a short amount of time and I’m having a difficult time with it.

I had a really off day at work last week, followed by a really great day.

Yesterday was a super great day. I had a really awesome day at work. I worked side by side with my boss (who’s a super cool lady). I told her about my dreams and aspirations of owning my own bakery one day as well as doing more non-profit work and how I want to create a safe place for my kids to grow up in, live, and work. I told her I want to learn any and everything; I am ready. She said she would gladly take me there. I am really super stoked about having this opportunity right now. I feel like my life paths are finally merging in to one road.

She also asked me about my wedding yesterday. I started talking all about it and our cake and everything. She asked about our dessert situation. I said I planned on getting it from us but just haven’t done it yet. She looked at me and said, “well, you know, we buy our employees’ wedding cakes here.” I cried tears of joy. I couldn’t believe it. So many excited, grateful and humble thank you’s were said and hugs were given.

I am excited about the future.

Conversely, this morning, I made the decision and announcements regarding the benefit. It was such a hard decision to make, but I needed to do the right thing. It’s hard for others to understand, but I have to look at the big picture and not get caught in the details or the emotions wrapped up in it. A success is a success, a failure is an opportunity to learn and grow. I have learned a LOT of lessons from hosting the benefit and I am forever grateful for the experience and relationships which have come from it.

I have to write a paper today. But with all the emotions, I’m having such a hard time focusing. I have already done my emotional eating and don’t feel any better because of it. I am going to be spending time with one of my previous consumers in a little while and I need to get my head together. Spending time with her will be a really nice distraction.

I hope.

Another thing I decided to just heap on to the crap sandwich that is today is paying off the credit card that my ex husband has been “paying off” for about… oh, seven years now. The balance hasn’t dipped in any fashion and I’m really tired of it messing with my credit score. So, now, it’s taken care of. He has to pay me instead of the credit card company and I probably won’t see any of that money…. It’s not like I have a wedding coming up, kids to take care of or bills to pay or anything. It’d be nice to catch a break sometime.

I’ve had scrubs on in the background today. It tends to be my go-to comfort show.

It’s not helping today for whatever reason.

Oh, another layer on the sandwich for today is trying to sign up for healthcare… which is WAY more complicated than it needs to be. With my inability to focus today, it didn’t go well. I haven’t been keeping up with my therapy homework either.

I feel like I’m unraveling.

I appreciate all my friends coming forward with options for this weekend to help me from falling in to the pit of depression from cancelling the benefit. I’m not sure what I’m going to do.

Not having health insurance kind of freaks me out, especially since I just got fairly level. I need some help. And good vibes.

And a nap.

Thanks again for stopping by.

I’m glad you exist.

Day 54: know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em

I am sad.

I have a very heavy heart today.

I had to cancel the benefit.

I’m sorry I haven’t been writing daily like I used to. Since I’ve gone back to work, I have less time – which I suppose can be expected. There have been a lot of things happening over the past week, but right now I’m just consumed by the overwhelming sadness that goes along with cancelling the benefit.

I have to shake it and write a paper. Today’s the only day I have to get it done, so I need to focus.

Later today, I am meeting with one of my former consumers to take her shopping. She needs me to be mentally present so I need to focus.

Life goes on, right?

Sigh.

I’ll write more another day. Maybe tomorrow.

Thanks for stopping by.

I’m glad you exist.

Day 49: you’ve been doing this for 49 days?

I asked my son what I should title today’s entry and that’s the response I got. That’s what happens when you ask a 10 year old for a quippy title.

Today was a rollercoaster of emotions.

Started off high, had a major dip, major rise and my body is trying keep up with it all.

My morning started off pretty solidly: woke up, got ready for work, caught up on RuPaul’s Drag Race (you betta WERK), ate breakfast and took my happy butt on to work. Work was going really well, found out I’m going to start learning how to do wedding consultations (SO. EXCITED.) and got a voicemail from my son’s school.

Uh oh. That’s generally not good.

I have a Pavlovian response to voicemails from Boy Child’s school. Sup, PTSD? I started to feel the panic, so I excused myself to make the call to his school and get the skinny on what happened this time.

I will say, though, Boy Child has had a FANTASTIC year. This was the first phone call we got all year, so I’ll give credit where credit is due.

After talking with the social worker, I found out that, while on the bus ride home, another boy told him he needs to go on the treadmill and lose weight.

Boy Child’s response? Oh, he simply told the boy to, and I quote, “Suck my dick.”

Oh, good. That’s nice.

I also found out: he immediately regret saying that. After he said that to the other boy, e became distraught because he knew he shouldn’t have said that. He began crying and became worried about what his Dad and I would say. The teacher on the bus calmed him down, his Dad spoke with him as well as the social worker and principal. Boy Child actually asked the social worker to call me and fill me in on what happened. THAT is a HUGE step for him. We are really proud that he stood up for himself, recognizing what he did wasn’t the best of options, and made sure we were all informed. That’s more than what most ADULTS do. So, again, we give credit where credit is due.

Kevin and I sat with him and told him as such. We also talked about what you CAN say instead of, well, you know. He really is a good kid and I’m very proud of how he is growing socially. I suppose getting punched in the face after threatening someone taught him a little something too.

After I had that phone call, I had difficulty regaining focus at work. As I was headed back to the floor, my boss goes, “Hey Melinda, here’s your pay stub. I hope you like the surprise.” I was still in my post-phone call daze and said, “oh, thanks! I’m sure I will.” She had a big smile on her face and walked away.

When I checked my stub I was VERY happy with my surprise. I really do love where I work. It’s so positive. At the end of the day, I was helping close up shop and the other owner said to one of the decorators, “Isn’t Melinda the sweetest? She is just so nice and pleasant. I absolutely love her.” The decorator genuinely agreed with an, “I know, right?! She’s so great!”

They have no idea how much that means to me. Every time someone says something complimentary, it makes me want to cry. It feels so good. I told them how much I enjoy coming to work every day and how much of a relief it is to hear, “Hey, you’re a rock star; you’re doing great!” It means far beyond words.

I feel blessed and loved. I love that my work doesn’t consume me and it leaves me free to feel and problem solve. Man, what a difference.

Okay, time to read more of The Hobbit to Boy Child before bedtime.

I hope you are all doing well and that you had a good day.

Thanks for stopping by.

I am most certainly glad you exist.

Day 47: banana bread and buttholes

Today was fairly productive.

I woke up, ate breakfast, exercised (1 down, 2 to go!), and took a shower. Then I had a really nice talk with Meghan, the founder of Krew Wellness. She and I had a really great talk about food and eating the rainbow. It was really great timing because right after I went to the grocery store.

This week on the menu:

Strawberry Banana Bread Overnight Oats (breakfast)

Mediterranean Salad Jars (lunch)

Easy Caprese Pasta Salad (M)

Thai Salad with Coconut Rice (T)

Sweet Potato Street Tacos (W)

Leftovers on R

Fun Dinner Friday (always provided by Kevin)

Pizza (Sat)

TBD Sun

Pretty tasty things on the docket. And I was really excited about all of it. I actually took pictures of all the meal prepping I did today so I could share them all with you. I spent a good handful of hours getting everything ready and raring to go… I’m working the closing shifts at work this week, so I figured I’d be pretty awesome and get everything ready so all my S/O needs to do is come home and cook for the family….

Pretty bitchin’ right?

Welp.

Kids came home and that was dandy. Mom came home, also dandy. Then in walked Mr. Doomcloud. I cheerily greeted him (which I do because he’s handsome, love him, and am generally excited to see him) and told him about my day and that everything was prepped and ready to go for him this week. He was quiet and brooding. I asked if everything was okay. He said Yeah, my back hurts and I’m super excited about dinner on Wednesday (in the most facetious and dick-headed way possible). I looked at him, said YOU’RE WELCOME and returned to making dinner.

We ate and it was delicious. We had tasty leftover Lamb cake. I took Girl child with me to pick up my refill and came home. I sat with Boy child and we did homework together while my Mom had tax clients pick up their taxes.

She and I had a talk too. Some of the things she said to her clients seemed very passive aggressive and didn’t make me feel all that great BUT! We talked about it. Like civilized adults. It was actually really great. We both said how we felt, got resolve and moved on with the night in a very positive way.

I still feel sad though. I’m really excited about this journey I’m on. I’m trying really hard to do things well. I hear him and boy child downstairs playing video games and having a great time. I’m glad he’s in a better mood now, although I’m not.

Like, here’s the thing. We are a family of five, right? We aren’t going to please everyone all the time. There are plenty of times that I make things for the four of them that I won’t eat because it’s what they like. Easter dinner was a perfect example. I fucking hate Ham. I don’t like it. It’s not my most favorite thing. Does that mean I won’t cook it? No. The other four like ham, they requested ham so I made ham.

On Wednesday we are having Sweet Potato street tacos. Kevin doesn’t like sweet potatoes. So, being me, I bought chicken and have it sitting in a marinade so that he doesn’t have to eat sweet potatoes on his tacos…. then I proceed to prep everything else that goes along with the dish, including dicing jalapenos. Which my wonderful self forgot to wear gloves and now every time I touch my eyes it stings. Can’t wait to take my contacts out later.

Anyway, there’s all of that and the only thing he says to me is a super freaking sarcastic “Can’t wait for dinner on Wednesday.” Cool. Glad I just did all of that for you. Butthole.

Don’t get me wrong, I love that Butthole. He’s my A+, number 1, Duke of New York Butthole. He’s still my all-time favorite and I’m going to marry that Butthole. Just sometimes….. well, he’s a Butthole. Today was one of those times.

I have to say I feel a little bit better writing about his Buttholishness. Maybe it’s because every time I type butthole I giggle a little.

I’m an adult.

Anywho. Sometime within the next few days I’ll post about overnight oats and all the tasty things I made today. Tomorrow I’m taking my Easy Caprese Pasta Salad with me to work as a Thank You For Being Awesome token of appreciation. I hope they like it.

I also hope you all had a wonderful holiday, whichever one you celebrate.

Thanks for stopping by.

I am glad you exist.

Days 43-45: m.i.a.

Hello interwebs friends!

Yes, I am here. I am alive and well. I didn’t have some sort of crazy relapse or anything. I have lots of musings to catch ya’ll up on.

So, Melinda, what have you been up to?

Oh, you are too kind to ask.

Welp, let’s start with Thursday, day 43.

Originally, I was off. However, work was short a person so I volunteered to come in. I’m glad I did. I enjoy working there and look forward to it. I spend my days surrounded by positive & creative people. It’s astounding how it can effect your soul.

I look forward to waking up. I get excited and put make up on for work. I do my hair. I pick out fun sneakers.

Maybe that sounds like a given for your day or routine but over the past year? I was lucky if I even got out of bed. At this point, while I sit in my Owl onesie and type away, I think Eh, who gives a hoot. I am doing what makes me happy.

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Doing what makes you happy takes a lot more work and is much more terrifying than you would think. I’m glad I went to the doctor 40-some odd days ago. It’s been on an upward trend ever since.

Once I finished my shift, I grabbed a sammich from our café (which was super effing good) and headed off to school.

Now that we are in the tail end of the semester it’s everyone’s favorite time of the year: Presentation Time! Clearly, I love giving presentations. I have presented at a variety of Parent Groups and conferences. Public speaking and teaching is my jam! This isn’t really the case for others. After sitting through two hours of presentations with another four hours to come, I figured this would be a good time for:

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First: Be excited!

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Radiate that positive energy. It doesn’t matter what you are talking about – it can be sales numbers, aromatherapy, organizational management – as long as you have genuine positive energy, you’ll sell it to the crowd.

Second: Show me whatcha GOT.

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This is a two parter: (1)Keep the words on your slides to a minimum. If I wanted to read that much, I would find the articles myself. A presentation is for YOU to TELL ME about the topic. (2) Pictures always win. The funnier (but appropriate), the better.

Third: PRACTICE before you preach.

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Some of the most common issues with presentations? TIME and WORDING. The ways to eliminate those 20 minute turned hour presentations is to PRACTICE your content. EDIT your content. PRACTICE your speech and potential questions. Do we look like weirdos when we are talking to ourselves for 20 minutes straight? Yes. Does the above gif capture how your audience is feeling as each minute passes by? SWEET GOLDEN FLEECY BABY JESUS, YES.

Fourth: Let’s get Physical.

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ENGAGE your audience. Get up, move around, work in pairs or groups for part of the time. This not only takes the pressure off of you to figure out how to fill time, but it breaks up the presentation, gives you a break, and incorporates learning opportunities for your audience members.

When you follow those four hints friends, you’re money, baby.

Hopefully those help you in the future ; D
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Now onto Friday, day 44.
Pretty simple, not much to report here. I went to work, took an incredible number of cake orders, then worked out at home. Originally I was going to go to silks BUT since I worked and knew that Saturday was gonna be B-A-N-A-N-A-S, I opted for the at home workout. I mentioned in a previous post that I would hold myself accountable here on this forum.
My current objective for April 9-15 is: Exercise 30 min/day for 3 x’s/week
My total number of work outs this week: 2
Did I meet my objective for the week? No.
Am I going to try again next week? You bet your sweet ass I will!
To give you an idea of my analytic brain, here is a picture of my plan for the three week chunk:
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It’s pretty easy to see what I did here. The last week is blank because I don’t have that work schedule yet. I’ll fill it it/adjust once I get it. I hope this makes sense. I’m not weighing myself until the end of the chunk. I don’t want to get bogged down each week by what meager progress is being made (because I know how this and my brain works). I’m going to keep tracking my progress with exercising and making healthier eating choices. Being back at work helps out A LOT with eating habits. So that rules.

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Onward to today, day 45.

Today started out pretty all right. I woke up, got dressed, put some fun makeup on, did fun braids, got everything together and went on my merry way to work.

I was driving along, singing along to whatever random pop song was on the radio when out of my peripheral vision I see something on my steering wheel. Thinking it was just a reflection of light, I initially did a quick glance at my steering wheel and ended up doing a double take. Why? Because a lovely white spider decided to be my friend while I was driving to work.

So, okay, time out right here: I. don’t. like. bugs. I’m okay with ants, bees, flies, and even some spiders so long as they are not touching me or close to my person. If it has more than eight legs?

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I wouldn’t let the octopus touch me either. Just saying.

Time back in: so I after my mini freak out and remembering I AM DRIVING, I quick look for something to smush it with. DAMNIT, WHY DID I JUST CLEAN OUT MY CAR?! I took my gum container and put it over my new unexpected friend while I tried to find a napkin. So I’m moving the gum cup around while keeping the bottom on my steering wheel covering the spider till AHA! NAPKIN! I get ready, take some prep breaths, lift the cup and….

It’s gone.

It’s GONE.

Like…. DISAPPEARED, gone. Not gone because I smushed it but my unexpected arachnid friend evaded me.

OH. GREAT. EVEN BETTER. NOW I HAVE A LOOSE SPIDER IN MY CAR. NEAT. THE NEATEST OF NEATS. And I was still halfway to work.

So I said a quick prayer to the Tuxedo shirt wearing Jesus to get me to work safely and calmly. Rock star Jesus came through.

That spider is still in my car.

Other than that the bakery was super busy as expected with the holiday tomorrow. The other new girl started and she is super nice. I’m really excited to learn more next week and as time goes on. I feel like I am where I am supposed to be. It feels so good.

I believe that brings us up to date. I hope you all have been doing well and have been experiencing at least a little bit of sweetness in your life.

Thanks for stopping by.

I am glad you exist.

 

Day 42: the meaning of life, the universe and everything

Spoiler Alert: Life is whatever you want it to be.

I have been enjoying my new job immensely. Beyond immensely. I get to price edible art every single day. My God, it’s a beautiful thing. I get to interact with others to help make their event special by creating custom goodies. How is that not fantastic?

Plus, dat quarter coffee. Uhnnn. ; )

One of the best things about my new gig is the people I work with. Everyone is so friendly, inviting, and just wonderful. They already asked me to hang out!

Maybe that seems like a weird thing to be excited about. It’s nice to work somewhere and feel… accepted. Genuinely accepted. What a difference it makes. I was getting ready to leave today and one of the decorators ran up front and said, “Wanna see a fun cake before you go?!” Another one already started joking that we are sisters (thanks to a customer who said we looked alike). I have… work friends. I haven’t had that in so long. I was so lonely at work that this is a most welcome change.

In other news…

Our house got hit with paintballs, again. Super cool thumbs up to whomever decided our house needed some splashes yellow. Much appreciated.

I should start a kickstarter or something – a Help us GTFOutta Dodge fund. We live off of a main street, on an alley (where drug deals happen) and diagonally across from a barber shop (which has had shootings in the parking lot). We live in a super great area. We don’t have a yard for the kids or dog to run around and play in. There’s ALWAYS trash in our porch, parkway, and side yard. ALWAYS. I’m 99% certain we could clean it every day and have a garbage bag full. We have really respectful people in our neighborhood. I don’t really think people would help us move, but it’s a nice thought.

We still don’t have word on Kaylee’s device. It’s so frustrating. I have been working on this since flipping February of LAST YEAR. Obnoxious. Thank you, insurance company, for hindering my daughter’s ability to communicate. You also get two super cool thumbs up. Maybe you should find the paintball guys and hang out some time.

Speak to Me is two and a half weeks away. Oy. It’s a labor of love. I’m really proud of this event. I’m super excited to say it has grown to a point where I have to change hands. The event is now growing to incorporate all kinds of aerial (lyra, silks, etc) not just pole and pole silks. It will be a bittersweet moment. I don’t think I’ll miss the headaches inherent with planning an event though ; )

Boy Child and Fur Child’s birthday are in a month. Ohh boy! I can’t believe that. How crazy. Time most certainly does fly.

I think that brings us up to speed for today.

Thanks for stopping by.

I am glad you exist.