Oh, boy.  I meant to start this yesterday but just as I was processing what I wanted to blog about, my mom came home in tears.   Long story short, my grandpa is terminally ill.  I'm not going to talk about it much here, and certainly not now.  Just that if I'm more than usually erratic for the next month, there's a reason.


Aside from all of that, I really just wanted to gush about my wonderful boyfriend and my delightful dearest friends.  Terry has decided to go to grad school in California, and finally someone came to his senses and started dating her.  He sounds pretty sweet, which she deserves so much.  And as for Eric, he just makes me smile.  Sometimes I feel really selfish in our relationship, but he's good to me all the same.  But I really try, I just haven't got it all figured out.


Other than that...I'm getting a little burned out with all the social stuff I've been going to lately.  I guess I'm just feeling a little pressured with all the social functions, with all that goes along with it.  That and it seems like everyone I know lives a half an hour away from me.  


Okay, done now.  Blog more later.

I should blog, shouldn't I?  Blogging it shall be.

So after the rather epic birthday weekend, really the work week was just details until we left for Des Moines and the kick ball change of a swing workshop.  I can't believe I just wrote that.  Anyway, I did manage to go to the doctor and have my first physical probably since I quit contracting.  I really like my doc, she's really nice but a straight shooter about things.  I like that, fair and forthright.  Getting brutal honesty is just as brutal as it sounds, especially when it has to do with your body and health.  But luckily, I'm so healthy she can see why I haven't been in a while.  But regular upkeep should be encouraged.  Especially now that I'm getting out of my immortal 20's.  I will probably start need to eat and sleep and exercise regularly, and stuff.  With that in mind, I also managed to come down with a sinus infection right before the weekend, making my life pretty unpleasant, but not unbearable.  Just lots of coughing and a rather sore throat.

But I was determined to go, so after work on Thursday, I peeled my way home and finished packing, trekked over to Eric's house where we packed up his car, and then went over to pick up Jillian and her minimal amount of stuff.  She is the smartest packer of the three of us, but as has been well-established, Jillian is a minimalist, and Eric and I are alarmists.  We pack for the unexpected.  Also, we discovered Lee in a rather unfortunate neon Flashdance outfit, but since she claimed she wasn't leaving the house that day, I will not fault her for that.  It's not unusual for me to wear unacceptable things when I know I'm staying home.  With that, we set off for Des Moines and the Thursday night kick off for Heartland.

Despite a horribly ragged throat, I danced a lot more than I thought, and have established the Wonder Woman shirt as an excellent thing to wear.  My boyfriend sang once with the band, Verity and our soon-to-be new friend and roommate Hurley won the endurance contest, and we enjoyed dinner with a man from Scotland.  How lucky can we get?  We spent the night with Rae and Larry, aka Miss Heartland and Mr. Heartland.  The inflatable mattress was a little questionable (rolling over was difficult) and apparently Eric got mad at me during the night (neither of us actually remember that), and in the morning we were all a little weary, but when everyone was tidied up, Eric, Jillian, Verity, Amanda, Hurley and I went for breakfast and got to know each other, then Target to pick up some more supplies, and then to the hotel where we all hung out and enjoyed some excellent pool time.

Later on, when everyone finally found their roommates and began checking in, and got themselves arranged, we met up with Adam and Dianna and went for dinner at the brewery we went to last year.  It was quite tasty, and we managed to stay inside for the majority of the trip.  After dinner, we changed out and headed to the dance.  It was fun to meet up with people we hadn't seen in a while, and run into new people, and just dance dance dance.  Christian and Jenny from STL, Jeremiah and Evan from Wichita, our own Omaha gang, the loveable Iowans, and of course Jamin is always great to see.  I did not get to dance as much as I would've liked because of my nasty drainage, but it was a good time anyway.  We didn't make it to late night, but we did enjoy the Jack and Jill prelims, and seeing the Hepcat.  Sharon Davis did a burlesque routine that was quite impressive (less burlesque, more solo jazz).  Dianna and I have decided we should like to learn some burlesque.  Adam has decided he would like to watch us learn burlesque, and I'm willing to bet Eric would join him in that opinion.

The next morning we managed to sleep through the first class.  I would say I was upset but I really needed the rest, and I enjoyed the classes I managed to do.  Eric and I went to Sarah and Dax's class on musicality which was pretty cool.  We danced to live music, and had to adapt to what they did, which at first was really hard, but I think the more I think of the music while I'm dancing now, I just love to do it.  Then we went for lunch at Bread Co. and ate with Ben, Carol the Vintage Closet lady, Christopher from STL, and James and Lindsay came later.  Then we went back for class number two with Jamin and Janie, which was mainly awesome because of their teaching presence.  They taught kind of unexpected tricks to with the usual swing send outs and swing outs.  I also caught up with Rae to ask about the finalists for Miss Heartland, and though I didn't make the cut for the official position, I did make it into the calendar, which was all I really wanted anyway, so it all worked out.  More on that later.

In the evening, we were diverted from making it into Zombie Burger (more on that later too), and went for Greek food instead.  I think we turned out taking up half the restaurant, but it all worked out there too.  Then we prepped for the dance and headed over in time to see the African demo, which I like, it wasn't quite as extensive as last year's but those ladies have skill.  I bought a big new hair flower from Sarah, which is lovely and came in handy.  Danced a lot with Eric and Christian and Hurley and Jamin.  Adam and I managed to St. Louis shag without getting ourselves killed...mostly.  I had to rest for the next few songs.  We watched the partner contest, and Christian and Jenny were definitely who I was rooting for.  And they managed to win!  Eric also got some pretty awesome pics of the coolest Cardinals fans in the room.  The evening rounded out with the contest winners, and as a Miss Heartland contestant, that also meant I got to be a prize girl.  Our official Miss Heartland 2012 was also crowned, and I think they picked a pretty good one.  She and Rae have real dedication to the position.  We also enjoyed a last song with the band where it turned into a bit of a mosh pit.  Dax managed to crowd surf.  The energy in the room was epic.  I love Heartland.

We were lame and went back to the room to sleep after that.  I'm a little bummed about not having as much energy this year as last, but I still had a brilliant time...so I don't know what I'm complaining about.  Though I did wake up Sunday morning with all the sinus drainage clogging my head.  Perfect setup for a pinup girl photoshoot.  Eric woke me up before he went to church, and then I got up to shower and pack all my stuff again, and figure out what to do for my photoshoot.  Next year, I hope I have warning before I actually go to the shoot so I'll have all I need, but it turned out all right.  We checked out when Eric came back from church, packed up the car, dropped Jillian at class, ran to the grocery store, had lunch, and went to the ballroom for my pinup shoot.  Miss Heartland 2012 was in there when we got there, and she looked super cute.  I came up with a couple good ideas for my calendar shot, so hopefully there was at least one good photo in there, but the photographer was a very cool guy, Rae and Pam looked them over and liked them too, so we'll see.  Cecily has already declared that I shall be Miss February, though I imagine I will be a more random month since I had no theme.  I'm thinking Miss September.

After that, we went over to the ballroom for classes.  I didn't manage to take any, since I felt the worst on Sunday that I had all week, but I did watch Mike and Dee's routine class, and Sharon and Nick teach their class.  Then we went over to get into Zombie Burger and opted to avoid the sit down area and just go through the to go area.  Big advantage.  Since the majority of the group was roaming around, only the three of us were in to begin with and managed to scout an area for the rest.  I enjoyed a burger named after a French horror flick, it had chicken and goat cheese and onions involved, so I was pretty happy.  I also had a Crunch Berry shake which was pretty darn awesome.  It made me super full which made the Sunday dancing a little difficult, but there was still some good dancing.  I hope Hurley can come to Cowtown, and the Jamin and Janie come too.  I'm always glad to see Christian and Jenny, Mike and Eve, Larry and Rae, and the rest.  I met some lovely new people, and I truly believe that I got everything I wanted out of it.

Can't wait until next year!

Wowee, it has been a manic couple of weeks...again.  I seem to vacillate between being too busy to post or too bored.  Silly me.  Well, here we go.

At the beginning of the month, my grandma for whom I am named went into the hospital because she was having a lot of trouble eating and as much as I should state all the details, it's really hard to think about, so I'll skip to the end and say that after a week in the hospital and a lot of issues, she passed away.  It was sad, but I know she's in a better place, and my mom and her siblings and my grandpa made sure she was never alone, and she went away in peace with grandpa holding her hand, so I think it'll be okay.  I was a little annoyed that I found out via facebook...in fact I was pretty upset at the time, but I'm over that.  I'm more upset about my grandma being gone.  When I saw her laid out at her rosary, all I could think was that wasn't my grandma.  I mean, it was, but she didn't lie down like that, she was always active and alert and looking after all of us.  The pictures made me feel better, because that WAS my grandma.  I was sad, and I cried a lot at different times, certain things set me off, and I'm still sad when I think about how I won't be able to see her anymore, but I know she's at peace, and she's watching out for me, and all of us.  The priest made me very happy by calling her a lovely and gracious woman, because that is exactly what she was.

In the meantime, the rosary and funeral meant everyone would be gathered together, and even though I prefer weddings and baptisms and anniversaries, it was nice to see everyone.  I love my cousins.  And my cousin Matthew and his lovely wife Jayna let me play with their new little one, Janie Lou, which helped me get through a lot of the rosary.  My wonderful sister-in-law got me through the funeral.  I have a great family, and I have to admit that I'm pretty lucky.

Family news aside, I'm pretty lucky in other ways.  The job still treats me pretty well, though this new car management assignment is a bit too ambiguous for my taste, but I'm sure we'll figure it out.  I got my bonus and my raise, which is always the awesome part of the year.  I have to meet with the head cheese tomorrow (take that however you like), but I think it'll be okay, I just need to look nice and bring a notebook.  Jack and Heather had their birthdays, Jack liked his present, I still need to mail Heather's, but since she has yet to mail my Christmas present, we figure everything will get where it needs to go soon enough.

The other wonderful news is that I have a boyfriend now.  Eric asked me to make plans with him for Valentine's day, and for the first time in almost 27 years, I will have a date for that particular holiday.  He's also been supportive and sweet while I'm missing my grandma, and he plans to spoil me.  For the first week, it almost didn't feel real, since it was something I dreamt about so many times.  But it certainly seems to be happening, and I feel so happy I can't stop smiling sometimes.  I keep waiting for someone to come up to me and flick my ear and tell me to knock it off.  I just adore him, and I don't always feel like I deserve it, but apparently he does, so I will defer to him.  Expect to be totally annoyed by our cuteness.  I plan to make everyone vomit with sappiness.

Now go listen to "L-O-V-E" by Nat King Cole and feel the way I do.