UNH First Home Meet

I have wanted to Gymnastics since I was 6 years old. I went today to UNH to see their invitational with Ball State, Utah State and Yale... I have never seen a 10 given as a score and I saw 3 today... It wasn't the ending score of the routine but they got 10's... So cool.
The best part about going to the meets is that I get to text Lisa in VA and tell her how it is going... It is almost like she is sitting right next to me and enjoying the meet with me..

Day with Heather and Caitlin

Today I went to my first ever Lia Sophia party. I had such a great time. After the party, we went to the Red Blazer. I love going to the Red Blazer with Heather. She is the best wing man... Some of the waiters/servers at the Blazer are cute... And I will say that I have been on a dry spell for a while... I did have a brief tip toe into a quick dating spree with a guy who was STILL married to a woman from Uruguay... It fizzled out fast, but I digress. That was May. It is now January and here's to better men in 2010, right?

So, our server was a 38 year old man named Steve. Nice smile... When we get a cute server, I get a little giddy so the laughs and jokes start a flying... SO MUCH FUN... And I am beyond full...

Thanks Heather and Caitlin - I had such a great time!

Derby - back in full swing- Level ONE here I come!

I have been to four derby practices in 2010 and it feels like I haven't skipped a beat.... Like there was no break at all...

The first few practices the Fresh Meat (which I am still part of because I haven't passed my level ones) were skating separate from everyone else. On the first practice Miss Chif was with me and made a comment about not wanting to be with the fresh meat and Empress took her aside and assessed her - she is now a level one... So, EVERY girl that started with me in September is a level 1 but me... It frustrates me that I am not picking it up as quick as I want to. I want to be a level one... I want to move up the derby food chain.

At the fourth practice, I got some good constructive criticism... I LOOK PETRIFIED when I skate... I had no idea... Seriously. The other piece of info I got was that I am standing up pretty straight, not in a derby stance... Dude, I thought I was getting low... NO IDEA...

So, maybe these little tidbits will help me get the skate skating and move towards my goal of progressing to a level one... Seriously - leaps and bounds from my first day ever on skates. I have even fallen a few times more lately. I say this because it scared me a little bit, thinking if I fell I might hurt myself seriously... I fell like 4 times this week... No serious injuries yet (knock on wood).

I have asked some of the girls if they could video tape me trying to do my cross overs too. I WANT TO NAIL THEM... I want to be a level one so bad. I want to learn how to hit... You want to know why I want to learn how to hit? It scares the crap out of me, but it sounds like it is so much fun...

At our last practice we did a drill where all the freshies were skating in a line and we had to weave in and out of them... I loved it... I was trying to do my cross overs at the corners but then I felt like I was getting too much speed and was getting a head of myself... I loved this drill... It felt like real derby...

The best is yet to come - LEVEL ONE!

I have had enough

I have already sent in two written complaints and it feels like it is to no avail...

This is my BASS report:

1/8:

7:20pm

louder at 7:49pm

blaring at 8:03pm

continuous bassline at 8:21pm, continuing through 8:49 and until 10:42pm where I stopped writing it down

1/9

bass started at 2:03pm

3:14pm

3:19pm

3:36pm

4:44pm

6:25pm

7:33pm

7:54pm

8:46pm

9:08pm

9:46pm- this is when I decided to stop writting things down and put on a fan, turned up my TV and could still hear it - this is when I started to write my third letter of complaint.

1/10

Bass started at 1:03pm

Big Girl day

I know it doesn't sound like much but today was the first day in a while where I felt like an adult and also proud of who I am and how I am perceived... I will explain. First I must explain that I am always proud of who I am but it is often how I am perceived that takes the skip out of my step... I do know that I shouldn't care about what other people think of me, but for some reason it is like GROUND HOG day and I wake up trying to please everyone else but myself.

But today was a different day, a day I would like to post up on my refrigerator... Today was the first day that I got to use the envelopes provided to parishioners at church. So, although I already registered to be a member of the parish, I got to use the envelopes today. Well, I know that doesn't sound all exciting because within that envelope it means I have to give money to the church, but it made me feel like an adult...

Then, at church this morning, when I went up for the Eucharist, the priest was on our side of the church and he gave me the host and then commented to me, "You keep smiling okay"! That really made my whole day. He saw me in the church and saw me smiling... That's huge... I made an indelible impression...

Which got me to thinking. The main thing I hate about living in Concord is my commute... But instead of thinking of reasons why I hate living in Concord - my downstairs neighbors are second on the list to my commute- I should think of all the good things about living here. Just as much as I would like to move closer to work, I would like to stay. While a lot of my "life" is outside of Concord, I am growing to really like being here. I mean, I don't see the people I don't want to see... But I make it a point to see the people I want to see. I feel like I belong. Could that be because I joined the parish? I don't know. Parish means neighborhood, but I don't really know the people in my church other than Heather and Caitlin, but eventually, right?

Maybe the worrying about others isn't so much just that, it is just wanting a place to be. Right now, I have to remind myself I don't live a solitary, lonely life. That I share my life with many different "neighborhoods". So, I guess it doesn't truly matter where I hang my hat, or how far I have to drive, it has to be where I feel I fit.

Maybe that's another big girl revelation!