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| So I've revised my list of things to do before the year's end. Seeing as it's already June, I need to jump on this.
1. Go ice skating.
2. Go to one of the 'haunted' locations in the area and explore it.
3. See a ballet, broadway play, opera, or symphony.
4. Visit the mountains.
5. Go to New York City.
6. Go to the Sudekum Planetarium.
7. Go surfing.
8. Watch a meteor shower from Love Circle.
9. Go to the Frist museum.
10. Go to a wine tasting.
11. Go to Chicago.
12. Go to Rock City.
13. Go camping.
14. Go to Cumberland Caverns.
15. Go to a jazz club.
16. Go to the Jack Daniel's distillery.
17. Go to an amusement park.
18. Go to a water park.
19. Go out dancing (and not the booty-shakin' kind).
20. Do something that involves water, swimming, a boat, canoe or raft.
21. Go to the zoo.
22. Have a late-night picnic at Centennial Park.
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| My dad is okay. He had an 85% blockage, and they put two stints in. He
has to change his diet and take better care of himself, but he's going
to be alright. He was so lucky that his heartattack happened while he
was at work. He's a paramedic, so when it happened, he was surrounded
by other paramedics and EMTs within seconds. It was really quite scary.
He was standing and started seeing spots, and then he hit the floor. He
woke up the next day and found out he had actually stopped breathing
and that they called his time of death, but that his boss yelled at
them to keep trying, keep trying, keep trying. His boss saved his
life. It's just crazy to think about. And, it's crazy how when
something like this happens, everything from the past becomes obsolete.
Suddenly, he's not the man who years ago screwed up our family with
cheating and alcohol... the man who abandoned us when I was a baby.
Suddenly, he's my Daddy, and I want him to be okay.
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| So, here's an honest question that I would love to find the answer to. If you can help me on this, please, shed some light.
Does this 'move' actually work for you? I mean, really... does this get you the girls?
I happened to have my digital camera running on video mode while 'out' with
friends and was getting ready to film something when a guy approached
me. This is what I caught:
Step 1: Miami Vice approaches me (come on, look at the suit and the bulging chest hair) and asks me if I'm 'there with anybody.'
Step 2: Since the music is so loud and I have a quiet voice, I turn my head to direct my response to him. Before I have a chance to answer, Miami Vice moves in on me, taking advantage of my face being close to his, and attempts to force a kiss on me.
Step 3: Stunned, my mouth drops open and I begin to turn my head away.
Step 4: As I begin to pull away, Don Johnson continues to move in, keeping his nose in contact with my cheek.
Step 5: My elbow makes contact with his chest and I attempt, unsuccessfully, to push Don Johnson off me.
Step 6: As I manage to pull away, my face is absolutely priceless.
Step 7: Don Johnson fails (and gets a hearty jab in his liver which, unfortunately, was not caught on video).
In all honesty, does this EVER work for you guys out there?
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| The time to move is quickly approaching. While I cannot wait to get out
of this apartment because of the effect the mold has on my allergies, I
feel a slight pang of nostalgia. A lot of things have happened to me
while I've lived in this apartment. Many crazy events have taken place,
I've had many super fun nights... I've learned what it's like to be a
20-something girl in 'the city'... going 'out,' martinis and long
islands... dance, and coffee shops. Poetry readings, and beautiful
parks smack in the middle of the city. Skyscrapers, concerts, shows,
music lovers. Friends, celebrities, dating. Shopping, sushi. Wine bars,
art. I've had an amazing year. It's kind of sad to leave this chapter
behind, but I'm so excited to start a new one.
Heather is leaving, which takes away my comfort zone. She's my best
friend - my platonic 'other half,' as she's been for 7 and a half
years. Since she moved here, I've been pal'ing around with her. We've
gone everywhere together... we've done everything together. I'm happy
that she's finding her place in life back home in Florida, so I'm glad
she's moving. But I'm going to miss her. However, this is a chance for
me to really grow... to get out there on my own. To meet (more) new
people, go to new places, try new things. To leave my comfort zone. To
really be this independent 'city girl' that I know is inside of me. To
embrace the strength I know I have.
I've got it in me to rock, and that is precisely what I intend to do.
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| I just spent 3 and a half hours cleaning the apartment (and I mean,
deep, deep cleaning). Despite the fact that my hands now reek of
bleach, everything is shining and I feel great, and very productive.
Now, on to cleansing the soul...
The
first step: Drink a cup of chai when I wake up in the morning, drive to
work with the window down and good music playing, and remember to smile.
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