YEAH Hockey!! #7 Nielon... I think I love you...

Hockey is my new love potion.... whew. If I wasn't there with my mom and nephew for the "family birthday night out" I would have thrown my bra to the rink in a heartbeat.. I might have thrown myself out there in hopes of being slammed against the glass by #7 (who I adore for nothing more than his talent on the ice... and his dreamy eyes (wink)) mmmm hmmm.... My only disappointment is that the season is over in two weeks. So I have two weeks to find out where they socialize.. and become well versed in hockey lingo- I'll keep you updated.

I will have season tickets for next year..... who will join me?


I will marry a hockey player- enough with the sensitive artistic types- I'm over you.


mmmmm hockey players........


C

Without expectation great times are had.

I went to see 'Catalpa' last night at the vaudeville mews.... it was the best show that I have seen in such a long time... incredible. Michael Cassidy is a talented, beautiful, charming, and hilarious individual. You know those moments where you are completely into what is in front of you and you forget, completely forget all of everything else for that minute. I had about twelve of those last night.... I didn't want this show to be over. I could have sat, completely content, for at least another day. Great work to all who are involved. Which leads me to my next beautiful, talented, charming and hilarious individual... a certain someone by the name of Spencer. Spencer is Sam's (my very important one in NYC.. HHHEEEEYYY!!!) brother. I had only met Spencer one time and I was well into my evening at the time. So I go to this show with some peeps from work and awww- there he is... and he laughs like Sam, which made me miss Sam but also created an instant level of comfort with Spencer. After the show we had a few (or WAY TO MANY) drinks at various local establishments and by 12:00 there were four of us left; Spencer, Mike, Kristi (jr.and highschool friend that was in acting classes with Mike at Iowa) and myself... there were literally no bars open down town so we travel to the garden because we want to shake a little something. We walk in and there are the usuals and the a group of what I will refer to as "who moved the rock" I am not judging but everytime I looked at these people they were looking around the room like it was the first time they had seen daylight since summer... and there was no daylight.
Karaoke was happening so we decide, at Spencers request to do a guy/girl duet to "Summer Nights" cliche, I know- but that was the purpose- and wha do you know- we each got a dollar tip. holla! So we dance for five more minutes and then we are out of there. Cody was there and I didn't even get to talk to him because I was distracted by talented, handsome STRAIGHT men in my company. *** Cody was with a girl I don't know and she looked like she was nice and they were having fun and it felt a little weird...I think it is more the fact that we don't even talk enough to know what is really happening with each other...or that we may be at the same bar on a Thursday*** the four of us leave and it strikes me at a later moment that we are bar hopping like buildings are burning down. We were literally not in the same place for more than 40 minutes. Though it wasn't as if we were looking for something better- I think moreso it was that we wanted to share something with the rest of the world. That and by that point we were all pretty tossed and had the collaborative attention span of a gnat. Spencer.. mmm... I want to kiss his face. (disclaimer to all of the griffins who read this: not kiss his face in a creepy way, rather a appreciative way... I just can't get enough of the griffins!)

It was a great night. but I felt a little like yesterday when I rolled into work at 9:00. Not even a hot shower could wash away that night.

This weekend is my supa giving weekend. Saturday I am walking in the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation walk... and Sunday at 5:30am (eughf) I am manning the phones at the Variety Club telethon.. Sunday afternoon I am going to my Grandmas house to clean her bedroom.... she has been ill and her dust bunnies in the corner were telling jokes.

have a wonderful weekend.
c

I do not proof read my blogs

that is why there are so many spelling errors.... my first drafts are in their purest form... and honestly I can't be bothered to spell-check.

Ahh.... forget regret.

Tricky, I know.


So a summary of the past few weeks... I am currently questioning my validity as a regular blogger. i read others blogs every day... follow up with phone calls when needed, provide feedback- even "lean" on them every now and then when blogs are not provided on a daily basis.... and yet I sit here with desperate weekly reports straggling in... hmmm.

An update for all... the bsuy season of my work is here.. I am increasingly in demand about 18 hours a day... most days and I have worked about 10 days straight now... so if I do not answer my cell phone- do not be worried, r take it personally- but my phone rings approximately 50 times per day and by 8:00pm I just don't want to hear it anymore. No offense to anyone.

My weekend in Chicago was summed up by another night of drinking at local establishments in the midst of Mardi Gras fury... so of course my pal Mike Denzel and I have to have the best and biggest beads at any cost!! So I show a little cleavage and Mike slow dances with 45 year old women and within an hour and a half we are lit up like the seasons best in our 20 plus necklace... I also have 2 huge badges that rest on each breast that say "Bacardi Gras" shich sent me into the character of anna Nocile in her trim spa commercial.... yes- Spring break frame of mind. On to the next bar where we played pool and D and I kicked som serious ass.... yeah.

Sunday we were on our way out when the parking ramp guy says that my car won't start... long story short- he was an ass- Rex's car wouldn't start and had a flat tire and it took us 2 1/2 hours to get out of that damn place.... but once my car was running... and we were waiting for assistance with the tire thing.... I put in some music and we had our own dance party... by that time every person we knew in Chicago was in the ramp to lend their support....


So last Friday I go to an after work gathering where people are celebrating a co-workers resignation.....start drinking at 5:30.... eugh. By 10:00 I was a bit out of line... giving unwanted advice, and apparently putting on a one- person show... I was literally standing in front of tables telling stories and probably lies.

Saturday and Sunday I had to run a miniature golf holf at a boating and fishing swap meet..... yeah- just my cup of tea... pair that with an outrageous hangover and you've got a recipe for "should not be around kids" hell, pure, deserving hell.


So tonight I am going to a play with some friends and a few co-workers... I am really looking forward to it. I will give the update tomorrow... or next week.


Oh- I saw the Passion of the Christ with Cody on Monday night... beautiful. I can't say that I am the same person after seeing that movie... it revived some things in my world... much needed awakening... call it what you will...

words fail to represent what I am feeling about it... rather, I fail to find words tat represent.


all the best. chris Kilgore- where are you? I have presents for you.

Allison- I will call you.



smush.

C