Ten Things I’ve Done Since The School Year Has Ended & I’ve Become An Unemployed Rockstar
(aka A Brief Review of the last week which has prompted me to become a dancing fool- reminiscent of my tender youth, complete with a renewed appreciation for embarrassing drinks- such as the monkey’s lunch)
1. Marveled at how kind you all are. The comments and emails from my this post have blown me away. It was a horrible day and I wrote without honestly expecting the feedback I got, but each comment, email, phone call really made a difference. I may have actually broken out the kleenex at one point while hearing from all of you. I award you each 1000 extra karma points and a huge thank you.
2. Said goodbye to Mini-Walter. It wasn’t the hug that made me cry. It wasn’t the note he put on my desk that made me cry. It was when he methodically took out each of his favourite stickers from his sticker book and handed them to me with watery eyes (along with his prized gold and red toy car), that I started chewing on my bottom lip. I’m going to miss him far more than he realizes. Far more than I realized.
3. Went wedding dress shopping with my recently engaged friend. I can now distinguish between diamond white, white, pearl, cream, and ivory. If “shades of white” is ever a category on Jeopardy! when I’m a contestant, my competition is going to be in serious, serious trouble.
4. Sweated. A lot.
5. Taught 30 Columbians who spoke no English how to do the jig. My lovely friend (mentioned in #3) and I also taught them how to two-step. They taught us just how much fun you can have being in the center of a large dancing circle “going low”. We spent hours wiping away sweat doing that crazy one arm pumping, eyes closed dancing you do when you are young and full of alcohol energy. The kind of maniac dancing that beats any cardio work out in the gym. We kissed and hugged goodbye, and although we couldn’t understand each other, some things like dancing, drinking and singing- transcend language. Best night out ever. Hands down.
6. Bought the new Jen Lancaster book. Which? I dislike. Just like the other ones. (I feel I may get heat for this- I know a lot of you really love her writing but I just can’t get on board. AT ALL.)
7. Attempted to find a dress for the wedding I’m MC’ing on Saturday. I’m fairly confident I’d have an easier time finding the Holy Grail than finding a dress that isn’t overly skimpy, or doesn’t make me look like I’m in my third trimester. (Why are all the summer dresses empire waisted? I’m 5″2. I cannot pull that look off. I need to grow another foot or swallow green goop and mutate into a giraffe before I could make that dress look graceful).
8. Often wondered what day it was. This is the beauty of being currently unemployed. The days blend together and I often am confused as to why there isn’t more people out dancing with gregarious Columbians, drinking milky concoctions (that will later leave you SICK- because milk is never supposed to be mixed with alcohol.). Then someone reminds me that it’s a Monday night and most people have to work the next day. And then I wipe the smug grin off my face and order another drink of milky death goodness and continue dancing like I’m having a seizure.
9. Bought this.
10. Rocked the Whoorl no clamp curling iron style to many compliments. I highly suggest you all check it out. It may change your life. My hair looked so fantastic, there should have been a parade in it’s honor. And I don’t take parade throwing lightly- my hair was just that awesome.
Happy Canada Day!