Weeks of Awesome

My weeks of awesome have not come to a close just yet. It will tomorrow night. I'd say that I'm a little bummed about it but instead I am just excited. As I am always when it comes to being able to the chance to meet a Youtuber. Driftless Pony Club is coming to town bringing their front man, Craig Benzine, or Wheezy Waiter. I'm stoked. They are also bringing with them live music. Another concert to keep up my live music kick.

I've decided to be smart about this. Since I need to open at work tomorrow, sleep needs to happen now. As in right now. I will, however, put it off a little more to finish my thoughts. I have a plan to pack a change of clothes so I don't have to waste time coming home to change. I am thinking that a double lunch needs to be packed in order for me to save my money buying CDs at the concert. My mind is running a hundred thoughts a minute. At least I know where I'm going this time. Yey practice drive. I won't get lost like I almost did going to the Subbox Tour.

In other news, PoPS is releasing it's 8th episode in three days. Maybe that's why I'm not bummed about my weeks of awesome coming to an end. I consciously forgot but subconsciously remembered that it isn't. I now have PoPS to look forward to as well.

That weekend. Man.

My first day back to work after stretching myself way thin this weekend. Talk about a difficult time. Even with yesterday off from life I still ended up staying up until after midnight to bring in my mother's new year on this planet. Happy Birthday, Mom.

It's now been a few days of pushing forward with less than the ideal amount sleep. Unlike Warped Tour work didn't have as much stimulation to keep me feeling energized. I made it through the day but it was a long one. I feel like a dead girl walking all day long Also it's definite that I burned on neck and shoulders. I'm not blistering like my friend, so that's a thing.

Warped Tour

Mother flipping Warped Tour.

Everything I wanted and more. It was incredible. I sweated, burned, danced, found new artist, and stood on my feet for eight hours. I got to see We the Kings (the entire reason I bought the ticket). I even got to find a band that I was familiar with from my years of hearing music but not knowing bands.

However, before I get into Warped Tour I must discuss my mother's party. All of my whining and complaining were for naught. It was a lot of fun. We danced most of the night. Despite me being a crotchety old maiden and feeling like the music was far too loud, the DJ was incredible. He got up and showed us some line dances. He danced with my mother, twirled her really showing everyone up. The food was good. The decorations were nice. My aunt and mother did an excellent job. My mother brought in her 50th year with style.

Now Warped Tour. This day... God gave me so much more than I could have imagined I desired. It started with Gabrielle noticing the tent named Warped YouTubers. I was busy fretting over We the Kings. Not only were there YouTubers but there was one that I was familiar with. What? I didn't even know he'd be there. There he was. I got a picture with him. That was cool.

 

Afterwards, Gabrielle decided that we needed to eat before watching the We the Kings set. We went to the other side of the festival from where the stage they were playing was located. She wanted to sit down for a bit so we copped a squat next to the concession stands. Sitting there I realized that we were right at the entrance gate for the food tent for the performers and crew. Who should coming strolling out but the owner of the Delorean kit himself. On his way to play his set, Danny Duncan walks in front of me and I had to make a quick decision as to whether I should stop him or not. I stopped him. Even though he had his call time to make he stopped and took a picture with me. I thanked him via Twitter.

My face makes it look as though I was ungrateful for the encounter. I had food in my mouth, that's how spur of the moment this was, when I called him over.

The day continued in that manner. Gabrielle got me over to an acoustic set by Yellowcard, reminding me that there is music out there that I like but don't know where to find it. We the Kings did not disappoint with their show. It was just as exciting to watch as I dreamed. I saw this set by a artist named Antiserum. I danced through his entire set. He had the pit bumping. During his set I was making up my mind to visit his merch table to purchase a CD if I could and his hat because it was sic albeit simple. A hat ended up being tossed into the crowd and I got it. Then when I went after his music, turns out it's all free online.

I wanted to stay for Yellowcard's second set but Gabrielle was feeling beat down and needed to get home to her animals. Sensing my reluctance leave she saved my day. She decided that she will go home. Yet, since we both came in her car she would return to pick me up later and carry me home after the last concert. I wish that I could say I refused to inconvenience her in that manner, but alas music is my drug. She left and I underwent the remainder of the festival alone. Something I am not unaccustomed to doing. The day was dope. I think I'm sunburned, my throat hurts a little, I'm beat and I wouldn't ask for it to go any differently.

 

Need sleep because Warped Tour

Gearing up for a weekend by... not getting enough sleep. I never learn. I should be in bed. After all tomorrow night is my mother's party celebrating her 50th birthday. Sunday is Warped Tour. I'm already exhausted and I haven't spent eight hours on my feet in the sun. Thank God I have Monday off. I may sleep away another day off... I still need to do laundry.

I'm extremely excited for this weekend. Although part of me, the part that wishes I never had to get out of bed, is a little worried. I finally had a day to myself. I spent it at the movies forgetting about my to-do list that sat in need of attention here at home. I regret nothing. This weekend marks the beginning of a whirlwind. There's my mother's party, Warped Tour, and the DPC concert. I'm still a little stressed at work. Things are a bit crazy. There are a curious amount of elements present to produce a dead girl walking. I'm not complaining. I love being able to live my life. I'm still testing my limits. I bet I'll find out what they are when I keel over.

Movie day off

Today I learned that I will pretty much do anything to avoid handling basic responsibilities. Okay, maybe I didn't learn that today. Maybe that is a thing that I've known about myself for years. Either way I have managed to waste a day off. Though I like to call it relaxing.

My day started with me waking up after falling asleep at an odd time. After I finished a few things that I should have completed before crashing, I went back to sleep. Later I woke up late to my alarm. It was time to get my day started. I went to go see The Fault in Our Stars. Since a lot, and I do mean a lot, of tweens are interested in seeing this movie I decided to go to a showing that few newly-released-for-summer kids would want to drag themselves out of bed to attend. It was my best decision not to push that to a later time when I had trouble getting out of bed. The theater was mostly empty. Not to worry as the movie is number one in the box office.

I cried just as I expected I would. It was a beautiful and touching story. I left with my eyes burning and a smile on my face. I need to rush through To Kill a Mockingbird so that I can read The Fault in Our Stars. I am touched with a sentiment that seems to be going around: D**m John Green.

The pressure in my chest had me feeling that I needed a pick me up. What better to grant that than the latest Tom Cruise movie? Answer: nothing. He's dreamy. I enjoy his movies. I try to catch everyone he's in. This one being the Edge of Tomorrow. A strange story line that I couldn't grasp from the trailer. It was quite entertaining. There was suspense, comedy, and tragedy all in there. I can't wait to own it so I can watch it an obscene number of times. That is the first time I've ever felt that way about an alien invasion movie. Oh wait, second. There was Oblivion which was also Tom Cruise.

My day off turned into a movie day. I didn't do laundry which needs to be done. I have not straightened my room. I haven't even eaten a proper meal all day, probably the reason for my headache. Day wasted/rested, whatever. I enjoyed it.

♫♪So hard. Yeah, yeah, yeah♫♪

Today was my first day back to work after vacation. It was a difficult day. After spending majority of my week essentially only worrying about hanging out with my friend as she prepares to get married, getting back in the swing of business was almost a miss. Friend time, all week. The only time I thought about either work or the people I work with was when I told a story about sunburn. Other than that I'm that co-worker that doesn't miss her colleagues when she's away. Miss them? More accurately I don't think about them. I leave my work, colleagues included, at work at the end of the day.

Last week was no different. I was away from Wednesday until Monday. My time was spent in hair appointments and dinners. I got dressed up and stood in a spot all pretty like. None of these things reminded me of the "fun" I was missing at work. What did remind me of what I had been missing at work? Going back to work today. The whole day was one drag after another. I was told that I was particularly quiet, something that is not a natural state of my being. The whole day I felt, while not crabby, as though I was in a funk. My smile disappeared at the door and I didn't feel it on my face again until I was driving home. I don't know what the problem was, but it is disconcerting. I don't know why it's so hard.

Gotta change the name in my phone

It's done. The wedding is over. My friend is now a married woman.

The last few days leading up to the wedding were a bit of a whirlwind. Fortunately, being a bridesmaid I was able to hang out with the bride in the midst of it all. Thursday night we had the rehearsal dinner followed by the rehearsal. Friday brought on the nail appointment. Afterwards we went to dinner at Cheesecake factory. That was a lot of fun. We all ate too much.

I spent the night in a hotel, thanks to the parents of the bride. Even though I stayed up too late I was still up early the next. I was ready for the wedding. I started my morning off with an emergency run to Walmart. We ate breakfast. Afterwards we headed out to get makeup done around noon. Well makeup for me, hair and makeup for the others.

The wedding was quite the party. We took picture, ate cake, and danced like crazy people. I was in love with my green dress and by the end of the night I got to take home not one but two bouquets. How is that? Because who has two thumbs and caught the bouquet with all the single ladies? This girl.

It was a great night. I am so happy to have been apart of it.