***Caution***

I really shouldn't be allowed to leave the house without wearing a neon hunting vest over bubble wrap, knee & elbow pads, hockey gear, and a helmet.

And I wonder where I get all these bruises all the time, but really I'm a walking disaster zone.
My poor body has been through so much abuse these past few days.
So I've already mentioned my fall at Rocklahoma that resulted in a gigantic bruise covering one whole ass cheek. I've had to lean to the left in my office chair all week trying not to put too much of my weight on it.
Well today was worse.
I started off the day walking down my wet apartment stairs to get to my car. I almost dropped my purse in a puddle and scrambled to catch it and almost fell down a whole flight of stairs...narrowly catching myself and my purse. *Whew, crisis for the day averted*
Nope.
I get to work and munch on my apple. In the middle of one bite I chomp down on my tongue like there is no tomorrow. I guess it wasn't fast enough to dodge my bully teeth. That'll teach it!

Today was a co worker's birthday, so I drove a few of us to lunch. When we get in the parking lot, the rain just lightens up so we jump out and make a run for it, right as the wind picks up, blows my wall of hair right in my face, I'm blind at this point...and I run smack -elbow first- into my car mirror and ping off like a freaking pinball. *INSERT EXPLETIVE*

I walk/run it off to get inside the BBQ place and everyone laughs at my clumsiness. They don't even know the half of it.

Not an hour after we get back from lunch and I'm filing some papers in the PO filing cabinet and scratch my brow. *BAM* nail the other elbow on the way down. At this point I'm looking around wearily at everything within reach like they are rattlesnakes about to bite, walking gingerly and peeking around corners. What seemingly innate and safe but actually extremely dangerous object will attack me next!?!

Rocklahoma 2013

What a weekend.
Pretty much went straight from work to the Rocklahoma grounds on Friday, and didn't leave much but to sleep a few hours and go back out to Rock some more. Sorry mom, if you are reading, I promise I was responsible and didn't drive intoxicated.

Day 1 Started out with Papa Roach, a Pabst and a Jack n coke later and we took this pic. Bush came on shortly after, and another Jack n coke and half of Grayson's later, and I'm lit up. Guns n Roses came after two more beers, but they were about an hour late, so when it was 12:30-1:00 a.m. rolled around and they'd only played 1 of their hits, we called it quits for day 1.

Day 2 started with a few Keystone's. (These were free, so I can't complain.) After having spent entirely too much money on Friday, we brought a cooler with us, and chilled and drank in the parking lots/empty fields and only went in to watch the bands we liked. Halestorm was awesome, so was Bullet for my Valentine. It was freaking hot that day, so the drinking of beer got a little excessive to keep cool. - There was also a little honey whiskey in there... Mixing was a bad idea. I ended up flat on my behind while jumping up and down to Alice in Chains.  There may have been a kiss with one of Grayson's relations, but I feel too weird about going into depth about uncles, and older men. We ended the night with a bonfire at Gray's dad's house.

Day 3 I woke up with a Black and Blue behind. I would post a pic of it, but I'm trying to censor myself a little. ;) We look a little worse for wear at this point. I pretty much just rolled out of bed, tied a headband on my head, and met up with Gray. We talked a lot today over the sounds of Cheap Trick. I couldn't really help but give Gray the 3rd degree about her love life, and she took it like a champ. I just don't want her to have regrets like I do. We made some friends that day, and were challenged to weird dance-offs and wardrobe swaps. Korn finished up the festival and we went home and crashed.

Round two is this weekend in Houston at the FPSF.  More pics and play by plays to come!

Vikings

Sorry about not posting for a while.
Had a little incident with my ex.
Seems that his mother was checking up on me on facebook and found a link to my website.
I think this is funny, because even though I've had this for years now, I don't think my ex ever made the effort to read it. Anyway, she was offended by my post with the country song.
Even though there was nothing malicious in it, and was supposed to be silly, I guess it was misconstrued and he asked me to delete it or take the link from my facebook down.
I took the link down.
Because I'm nice, and I still care about her feelings.

Also my mother and sister discovered this too, so now I feel like I need to edit my language and content.
Hopefully everything is all cooled down now.

My mother was in town recently helping out with my nephew, who is still as adorable as ever:

She stayed with me for a few days and we watched a ton of episodes of VIKINGS, this new show on the History Channel.

We talked about how I wished I would have gone on the European vacation with her, but Joe wouldn't let me, and she brought up this Viking tour vacation. Its a cruise down the Rhine River, starting in Amsterdam.
I laughed a little at the thought of going to Amsterdam with my mother. But the more I thought about it, the better and better it sounded. I have no obligations right now to anyone other than myself. I am back in school, but we should be done by early December. What better way to celebrate my first Christmas alone, than with my mother on a cruise? I'm not sure if this is the exact cruise she had in mind, but this is the general itinerary.

I think I'm going to save up some money to do this. I have never been out of the country and I would like to before settling down again, if that is even in the cards for me. I've already gotten to experience so much in the few months I've been divorced. Been to some of the best concerts, had the most fun with my friends I've ever had.


I've got Rocklahoma coming up in two weeks, then the FPSMFestival in Houston the weekend after that. No time for dwelling on a wasted past, only looking forward to the future.