The minute my Superhero and I met and started talking, the conversation hasn't stopped. Four years ago my life turned in yet another direction I never anticipated. I am getting married. Again. For the last time. The excitement! The drama! The dresses! Boy Howdy, does no one over the age of 25 get married in a lovely dress that doesn't make them look out of place? Not many women of a certain age would opt for a sleevless gown. I'll go sleeveless, as long as I have a jacket. Yup, Hello middle age.
At my age, a dramatic, ivory gown is sad. I actually considered a red gown (a lot of red gowns), but then we changed the venue and date. I've colored outside the lines much of my life, and I am not going to be a "typical" bride. There will be no white, or peach or ivory to be seen. Red, you better believe it. Nor is my SuperHero going to be a typical groom. One of the many things I love about him. I had to put my foot down on any hardware on belts, radios or guns for 5 hours on Sunday though. I love Montana. Just the opportunity to use hardware, belts, radios and guns in the same sentence without gagging is worth it.
The planning has begun on the best wedding in the last best place. I love to plan. I love the details of events. I'm really good at details at events. I can handle 10,000 people, 7 blocks of street vendors and two seperate sites for music at each end. I have never planned a wedding, not even my own.
Our wedding has a theme, is DIY from the invitations to the decorations and we are getting married by the Reverend Doctor Drew, a friend who received his title over the internet, and it is completely legal to marry us. I love that!
A dear friend is making our wedding cake. We go back over 30 years. I'm not sure what that means yet, but I know she can handle it as far as suggestions regarding what sort of cake, icing, decorations...all those really DIY creative things I really suck at. I'm starting to really miss working with grouchy vendors.
The entire wedding is DIY, down to the cabins on site. The cabins have a cute porch with a bitching view, a wood stove and 4 walls and a roof. If you don't bring a bedroll, you can rent a twin mattress and sheets. You have to bring your own towls though. And its public restrooms with public showers. I love Montana.
Quirky is the theme. Ok, Rustic Quirky. My mother is not happy that I am considering burlap as part of the invitations. I love the idea. If I can find my creative DIY invitation gene, burlap is what I am going to have.
Thanks for reading!
Friday, August 26, 2011
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Suzy Sunshine is Dying to Get Out!
Many, if not all who meet me, will say I am a character. I take that as a compliment. But being a character, and building character are two very different things.
Being a character is easy. Most of our friends are type A, testosterone and alpha female filled type A's and being timid is at your own risk. You better be able to speak up and stand up for whatever you feel you should, or you're toast. I am renowned for my witty comebacks. And I curse. Getting a testosterone or estrogene filled firefighter to laugh out loud is an achievement. Some people appreciate the witty comebacks and my off-the-wall sense of humour, some don't.
August makes 6 months of unemployment. I never imagined that it would take me six months to find a good job. I've had to ask for an extension on my unemployment benefits. They will be cut in half soon. If I am not working at a good job by September 1, I'll work as a waitress at the truck stop. Rejection cuts away at pride.
Cutting away at pride builds character. I am still very proud of my family and my accomplishments. I would rather use that as a character builder, rather than lose any pride. I've earned my accomplishments.
I should be bitter, and I am on some level. Bitterness builds character, in a negative way. I am trying to keep the bitterness at bay and turn it into an opportunity. Bitterness breeds "suppose I go in this direction, and show them what for?" That's what I keep telling myself. Rejection builds character, and a thick skin. I haven't grown that extra layer yet, so I suppose rejection is still a gaping wound.
Being unemployed for so long is taking on the feeling of being unemployable. I worked for days on one application, submitted it, and waited. And called. And dropped by. And waited. This process began in May. Now it is August, and I still have not heard anything out of them. I sent an email, asking about the status of my application. The very next day, I get a canned thank you for playing response. If I hadn't sent that email, I would still be waiting.
There is a great opportunity out there, to which I've had two interviews, a month ago. I am still waiting for a response. I tell myself that there are a lot of applications for this position and I was the first to be interviewed. But it's been a month.
Does character equal backbone? I am strong but its getting harder and harder to remain upright and functioning. What's the point? I spent all day in bed yesterday, after 2 hours of the gym and sanding more funiture. Yes I was tired, but once in bed, it just didn't feel right getting out of bed. The phone isn't ringing off the hook. The emails are not coming in. My calendar is blank, except for my gym classes.
I've got plenty of character to go around. I know when to keep my mouth shut with a confidence. I am loyal to my friends near and far. I love and respect Jeff more every day and I am blessed by so much. Now if the goal is to re-build my character into something completely different, we are well on the way to that one. I am perfectly fine remaining "Suzy Sunshine" for as long as possible. Suzy Sunshine still has a pretty firey sense of humour.
Thanks for reading!
Being a character is easy. Most of our friends are type A, testosterone and alpha female filled type A's and being timid is at your own risk. You better be able to speak up and stand up for whatever you feel you should, or you're toast. I am renowned for my witty comebacks. And I curse. Getting a testosterone or estrogene filled firefighter to laugh out loud is an achievement. Some people appreciate the witty comebacks and my off-the-wall sense of humour, some don't.
August makes 6 months of unemployment. I never imagined that it would take me six months to find a good job. I've had to ask for an extension on my unemployment benefits. They will be cut in half soon. If I am not working at a good job by September 1, I'll work as a waitress at the truck stop. Rejection cuts away at pride.
Cutting away at pride builds character. I am still very proud of my family and my accomplishments. I would rather use that as a character builder, rather than lose any pride. I've earned my accomplishments.
I should be bitter, and I am on some level. Bitterness builds character, in a negative way. I am trying to keep the bitterness at bay and turn it into an opportunity. Bitterness breeds "suppose I go in this direction, and show them what for?" That's what I keep telling myself. Rejection builds character, and a thick skin. I haven't grown that extra layer yet, so I suppose rejection is still a gaping wound.
Being unemployed for so long is taking on the feeling of being unemployable. I worked for days on one application, submitted it, and waited. And called. And dropped by. And waited. This process began in May. Now it is August, and I still have not heard anything out of them. I sent an email, asking about the status of my application. The very next day, I get a canned thank you for playing response. If I hadn't sent that email, I would still be waiting.
There is a great opportunity out there, to which I've had two interviews, a month ago. I am still waiting for a response. I tell myself that there are a lot of applications for this position and I was the first to be interviewed. But it's been a month.
Does character equal backbone? I am strong but its getting harder and harder to remain upright and functioning. What's the point? I spent all day in bed yesterday, after 2 hours of the gym and sanding more funiture. Yes I was tired, but once in bed, it just didn't feel right getting out of bed. The phone isn't ringing off the hook. The emails are not coming in. My calendar is blank, except for my gym classes.
I've got plenty of character to go around. I know when to keep my mouth shut with a confidence. I am loyal to my friends near and far. I love and respect Jeff more every day and I am blessed by so much. Now if the goal is to re-build my character into something completely different, we are well on the way to that one. I am perfectly fine remaining "Suzy Sunshine" for as long as possible. Suzy Sunshine still has a pretty firey sense of humour.
Thanks for reading!
Being Suzy Sunshine
Many, if not all who meet me, will say I am a character. I take that as a compliment. But being a character, and building character are two very different things.
Being a character is easy. Most of our friends are type A, testosterone and alpha female filled type A's and being timid is at your own risk. You better be able to speak up and stand up for whatever you feel you should, or you're toast. I am renowned for my witty comebacks. And I curse. Getting a testosterone or estrogene filled firefighter to laugh out loud is an achievement. Some people appreciate the witty comebacks and my off-the-wall sense of humour, some don't.
August makes 6 months of unemployment. I never imagined that it would take me six months to find a good job. I've had to ask for an extension on my unemployment benefits. They will be cut in half soon. If I am not working at a good job by September 1, I'll work as a waitress at the truck stop. Rejection cuts away at pride.
Cutting away at pride builds character. I am still very proud of my family and my accomplishments. I would rather use that as a character builder, rather than lose any pride. I've earned my accomplishments.
I should be bitter, and I am on some level. Bitterness builds character, in a negative way. I am trying to keep the bitterness at bay and turn it into an opportunity. Bitterness breeds "suppose I go in this direction, and show them what for?" That's what I keep telling myself. Rejection builds character, and a thick skin. I haven't grown that extra layer yet, so I suppose rejection is still a gaping wound.
Being unemployed for so long is taking on the feeling of being unemployable. I worked for days on one application, submitted it, and waited. And called. And dropped by. And waited. This process began in May. Now it is August, and I still have not heard anything out of them. I sent an email, asking about the status of my application. The very next day, I get a canned thank you for playing response. If I hadn't sent that email, I would still be waiting.
There is a great opportunity out there, to which I've had two interviews, a month ago. I am still waiting for a response. I tell myself that there are a lot of applications for this position and I was the first to be interviewed. But it's been a month.
Does character equal backbone? I am strong but its getting harder and harder to remain upright and functioning. What's the point? I spent all day in bed yesterday, after 2 hours of the gym and sanding more funiture. Yes I was tired, but once in bed, it just didn't feel right getting out of bed. The phone isn't ringing off the hook. The emails are not coming in. My calendar is blank, except for my gym classes.
I've got plenty of character to go around. I know when to keep my mouth shut with a confidence. I am loyal to my friends near and far. I love and respect Jeff more every day and I am blessed by so much. Now if the goal is to re-build my character into something completely different, we are well on the way to that one. I am perfectly fine remaining "Suzy Sunshine" for as long as possible. Suzy Sunshine has character and a backbone.
Thanks for reading!
Being a character is easy. Most of our friends are type A, testosterone and alpha female filled type A's and being timid is at your own risk. You better be able to speak up and stand up for whatever you feel you should, or you're toast. I am renowned for my witty comebacks. And I curse. Getting a testosterone or estrogene filled firefighter to laugh out loud is an achievement. Some people appreciate the witty comebacks and my off-the-wall sense of humour, some don't.
August makes 6 months of unemployment. I never imagined that it would take me six months to find a good job. I've had to ask for an extension on my unemployment benefits. They will be cut in half soon. If I am not working at a good job by September 1, I'll work as a waitress at the truck stop. Rejection cuts away at pride.
Cutting away at pride builds character. I am still very proud of my family and my accomplishments. I would rather use that as a character builder, rather than lose any pride. I've earned my accomplishments.
I should be bitter, and I am on some level. Bitterness builds character, in a negative way. I am trying to keep the bitterness at bay and turn it into an opportunity. Bitterness breeds "suppose I go in this direction, and show them what for?" That's what I keep telling myself. Rejection builds character, and a thick skin. I haven't grown that extra layer yet, so I suppose rejection is still a gaping wound.
Being unemployed for so long is taking on the feeling of being unemployable. I worked for days on one application, submitted it, and waited. And called. And dropped by. And waited. This process began in May. Now it is August, and I still have not heard anything out of them. I sent an email, asking about the status of my application. The very next day, I get a canned thank you for playing response. If I hadn't sent that email, I would still be waiting.
There is a great opportunity out there, to which I've had two interviews, a month ago. I am still waiting for a response. I tell myself that there are a lot of applications for this position and I was the first to be interviewed. But it's been a month.
Does character equal backbone? I am strong but its getting harder and harder to remain upright and functioning. What's the point? I spent all day in bed yesterday, after 2 hours of the gym and sanding more funiture. Yes I was tired, but once in bed, it just didn't feel right getting out of bed. The phone isn't ringing off the hook. The emails are not coming in. My calendar is blank, except for my gym classes.
I've got plenty of character to go around. I know when to keep my mouth shut with a confidence. I am loyal to my friends near and far. I love and respect Jeff more every day and I am blessed by so much. Now if the goal is to re-build my character into something completely different, we are well on the way to that one. I am perfectly fine remaining "Suzy Sunshine" for as long as possible. Suzy Sunshine has character and a backbone.
Thanks for reading!
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