I’m not doing well in my goal to slow down this month, but even though I’m still exhausting myself, at least I’m using my time for neato things. Below, check out five from this week.
Jenn is queen of the world. - Ok, maybe not the world, but she’s at least queen of teh interwebz. One of my closest friends, Jenn took a huge risk applying very publicly for a blogging/vlogging/community management job that she knew she could rock, and through her considerable marketing knowhow and mucho support from online communities, she earned that sucker. A few friends and I were invited to a small party to surprise her with the news this week, and her giddiness as she formally accepted the job was, quite honestly, pretty emotional for me. And that frantic day last month when she called me up all “Help me figure this video application thing out - it’s due tomorrow”? Totally worth it.
I bring the rock. - I go to where the rock is, rather, because everyone knows that I’m in heaven when I’m around live music. I got to relive all of my July U2 experiences through a fabulous concert at The Dubliner by tribute band Elevation. Having seen Elevation before, I told Lisa and Stephanie that this band would blow their U2-loving minds, and Elevation - especially my pal, lead singer “Danno” - certainly disappoint. Lisa, Susan and I also checked out Controlled Fires, a local band that my new friend Jimmy has been pushing toward performing for quite a while. As Janice said in “Friends,” oh.my.GAWD! Sonic explosions, dreamy rainbows, a nice amount of swagger, and a keyboardhornthing! Judging by the crowd’s reaction, a second performance very soon would be extremely welcomed. And how do I cap off a week of great live music? With karaoke, of course! We arrived late and didn’t have much time at the bar, but I managed to squeeze in “Stupid Girl” by Garbage (a curious favorite among the barely-21-year-olds who were hitting on us) and “Friday, I’m in Love” by The Cure. By the way, want to see all the songs I’ve karaoked since (roughly) March? Check out my Spotify playlist!
Pie for my piehole. - I baked a peach pie! Ok, my friend Sarah really did all the work, but I still helped a little by 1) supervising, 2) licking the beaters, and 3) slicing a few peaches. I get pie cravings like crazy, and because St. Louis doesn’t have a true pie shop, I’m often left with pie blue balls (remind me to never use that term again). Thus, Sarah vowed to help me bake a pie that would satiate my cravings and outshine any cafe pie that I’d had before - and she was right! We made the pie in her kitchen, and I took it home to bake in my own oven later in the week (the first non-book in my oven in many, many, many months). I could get used to this.
People like me. They really like me. - I try to keep this blog a work-free zone for the most part, but dammit if I’m not going to congratulate myself on a job well done. As I’ve mentioned, I coordinate, edit and produce a ton of web videos and commercials as part of my job. Some of those things finally are being released, and they’re garnering a ton of positive attention. Again, I don’t want to link to work items, but it’s pretty cool when your boss’s boss’s boss emails you out of the blue to offer congratulations and major props, or when random folks in the city stop to say “Hey, I saw your STL-centric thing, and it was awesome!”
Me, me, me. - Among all of these shenanigans, I managed to snatch a tiny bit of “me time,” albeit in unexpected ways. I took advantage of Missouri’s tax-free weekend and combined that with my bazillion coupons and discounts to score a ton of quality clothes for relatively little money (though I don’t want to suffer through swimsuit shopping again for another decade). My new favorite 50s-inspired dress that I had ordered a week or two prior finally arrived, and I fell in love with it and wore it to Jenn’s surprise party. One day, I left work relatively early (7 p.m.) for once and spent the evening doing nothing but watching a silly dance competition show and eating pie. This week has been beyond fabulous for quality infomercials, especially the Time-Life ones for 60s pop hits, 50s-60s rock and roll, and the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame concerts DVD set. And I got to veg out with Will and Jon for a late-night creepy movie marathon. This was finally a week in which I had a tiny bit of time to breathe, and I loved every second of it. Moar, plz.