Nick at night

... with Nick & Knight.  (I know, it's not really clever, but I'm tired.)

The jist of that statement is that Nick Carter and Jordan Knight are touring together, and I saw them last night.  It was exceptionally fun.  They both seemed to be enjoying themselves, and the crowd was actually really good, despite it's general admission-ness.  Ran into an old friend, which was nice, and went with my oldest friend so all in all it was a super night.

It's a journey, right?

I'm going to start taking yoga classes again.  This is going to be what I do for myself for my birthday.  My boss found a 2 week pass to the yoga studio I had previously researched (and never actually attended) in a local Business magazine, and so now I have no excuse to not go for at least two weeks.  So I've checked out the class schedule, and have mapped out 3 classes this weekend that can work for me (all beginner, only one hot, which makes me feel better because seriously, I don't sweat enough without the room being all freakin hot?!?)

Hopefully I can keep myself motivated to actually go to these classes, and keep the intimidation factor as low as possible.

I did it! And it's not even the end of the month yet!!

I am officially a NaNoWriMo 2013 winner!



For the first time since I've started trying (approximately 7 years now) I actually finished a 50,000 word "novel" in 30 days.  And I actually did it in 29.

Now, I'm not going to start claiming that what I've written is even remotely publishable.  But it's got enough words, and it's somewhat, remotely cohesive, so it could at some point in the future, if I put some effort into it, be an actual logical, readable story.  Maybe.

I'm just happy to have actually finished it.  Yey me!

And after that...

Pictures from my weekend... the close to only thing (person) that could have salvaged the crap week that I had, and am destined to have again.  And again...

The photo album is available here: https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10152030186445506.897392.746095505&type=3&l=7c8ee1968d  (35 of the best of the 275 photos I took.  Thank goodness for digital - no film processing costs)

Yup, me again.

I have no exciting news of my own.  Well, I have an interview on Tuesday, but that's not exciting right now.  It just has the potential for creating something exciting.  We'll see.  On Tuesday.  And well, in reality, there'll be at least a week of waiting.  Fun.

In other people's news that is exciting to me, my oldest (oldest as in she's been my friend the longest, not that she is actually oldest in age because she's not) had a baby last week!  His name is Preston.  And I get to meet him today!  He's adorable, based on pictures, and well, what baby isn't adorable when it has some kind of connection to you.  And I get to be his aunt.  Because his mother and I are old friends, and (I'm deciding this part) because he has no biological aunts anyway, because both his mom and dad have brothers.  So his aunt is not going to actually be related to him, but he's not going to know any different.  Especially right now.

I've read two books so far this year.  That's good.  One of them, called "Still Alice" is about a woman who has Early OnSet Alzheimer's disease.  It's a bit ... poignant.  Very good book.  I recommend it.

The other was about Grace Kelly.  Also, my mother and I went to see the Grace Kelly exhibit.  It was quite interesting, except for the bitchy attendant who snarked at me for touching something I wasn't even touching.  (She could have easily been pleasant about it, and just asked that I not touch it; she was very accusatory.  It was mean.)  And of course, I was annoyed by all the other people there, but that's not unusual.  I just don't like people.  If everything I do, could be done with only the people who are closest to me, I would be a happy person.

But that world will never exist.   And really, who else would want to live there.  My life is dull.

The times they are a changing...

Maybe?

I just got offered a part-time seasonal position at Northern Reflections.  It's not trendy, or cool.  But it seems like a pleasant place to work, which is what I really need as a second job.  I have the opportunity to be working in two locations, because I technically was hired for one, which has some evening hours, which works best with my availability, but the manager who hired me is actually going to be at another store, that's just opening this week and says she wants me to work for her.  So I might get experience in both stores.   Which would add a nice element of variation to it.

We'll see how it works out.  Maybe I can play it out into an actual part-time job.  She did say in the interview that was a possibility.  That would probably be nice.  We'll see.

Right now, I'm just excited that I have a little bit less stress, knowing that I'll have even a tiny bit more money coming in for a couple of months.

Excitement!

I have a friend.  A friend who's recently engaged.  A friend who just called to ask if I'd be her maid of honour!  So, so shocked!  I've never been in anyone's wedding before.  I'm not sure that I'm up to this challenge.  True, it's going to be a pretty small wedding, and both the bride and the groom have been married before, so it's not likely to be completely traditional, but it's still a little daunting.  Also, I totally wasn't expecting it.  There are sisters, and daughters involved that I thought would take precedence.  So again, shocked!

But so honoured.  And appreciative that she asked.

The biggest concern for me is the tradition of speeches.  I am generally not a public speaker.  Actually take the generally out of there.  I'm completely not a public speaker.   I'm good with words.  I know I am.  But I'm much, much better at delivering them on paper than in person.  So despite the fact that the wedding isn't until sometime next year, some part of my brain is already working on the concept of a speech.  So I have multiple pieces of paper that have little thoughts written on them.  Hopefully, if I keep this up I'll have something coherent by the time I need it.

The other part of this is that it gives me a super good goal for weight loss.  I assume there will be pictures; I want to look good in them.   And so, tomorrow I buy a calendar big enough to make stars and checks and notes about whether or not I'm keeping to exercise goals that I'm going to write on the calendar.  Maybe I'll buy myself some stickers.  Gold stars.  And black blobs.  Things that will motivate me by making me stare my successes and failures (no, let's call them setbacks) in the face.  Every day.

Goals.  Yes.  Good.