FearFest

Gosh I am lazy about writing. I think about it most every day. But I just don't do it.

So yeah, I got a job. Matthew did too. Working FearFest at King's Island. I haven't worked in a haunted house since college. But I love it and have always wanted to do it again. When we lived in Daytona, I thought many times about auditioning for Universal's Halloween Horror Nights, but that would have been a long drive back and forth every night. And I had a full time job at the time. Anyway, Matthew and I both went to the Fear Fest auditions. I was terrified. I have not "auditioned" for anything in about 20 years! But it was painless. And quick. We were offered the job immediately. (not because we were just So Damn Good, but because that's just how it works) Matthew was to work "Route 66" and it is "House of Darkness" pour moi. It's all terribly exciting and I absolutely cannot wait to start! Orientation is Sep 6 and rehearsals start the last week of September. And Fear Fest is open every weekend in October.

Now for the bad news. Matthew got his list of classes for the next year. There is one scheduled for Oct 1 - Nov 4. He is trying to get out of it. Reschedule it actually. It is an important class so he can't turn it down. They are holding more auditions this coming weekend, so if he can't reschedule the class by the end of this week he is going to call them and tell them he can't do it. That way they will be able to recast his part this weekend. I am really upset about this. I wanted to do it together. I don't think it will be as fun now. Nobody to talk to at the end of the night. Share experiences with. Oh well. I will still do it because I need something to do. It also sucks that we will lose half the money. We were going to use the money for the dive trip to Honduras. Now, at only 8 bucks an hour, that will just pay for my gas money. (it is about 35-40 miles each way to get there) But that's ok. Really I would have done it for nothing. I think it will be fun and give me something to do.

Because of FearFest, we have postponed the Honduras trip. AGAIN. So now I am planning Nov 6-13. It will be a birthday trip for me. Hell as long as we go, I don't care. I am just so ready to get out of here for awhile. Cabin fever is really getting to me. Monday night, Matthew and I were just sitting around...bored. So I suggested camping this weekend. We have only gone camping together once. It was ok. Hot. But ok. We have not had the jetski out at all this year so I looked for a campground near a lake. There is one at Lake Cumberland. In fact, it is right by the lake. So that should be nice. We are only going to stay Saturday night. It is about 3 1/2 hours away. Plus the hassle of putting up the damn tent. Alot to do for just one night. But that's ok. As an added bonus, I will get to see Gayla since she lives about 10 minutes from the campground. I don't get to see her very often. But I value a 23 year friendship. Those are rare.

That's one thing about moving home. I have 3 friends here that I don't have much in common with except the past. But the past can be very comforting at times. Especially times like now. Gayla 23 years. Tracy 24 years. Dan 17 years. That's a lot of past. A lot of history. A lot of memories. Most all of them good. And of course Matthew. 14 1/2 years. Our anniversary is Oct 11. He will be in Oklahoma then. Yeah.

Tonight I am taking Tracy to the Melting Pot for her birthday. I hope to convert her. I converted most of my friends in Atlanta to the joys of the Melting Pot. Heather was my favourite. She hated it the first time. Swore she would never go back. And now, she craves it like I do sometimes. Sometimes you just gotta have it. Matthew was the same. He hated it the first time. And I will admit, I didn't like it the first time. I didn't "hate" it the way those 2 did, but I wasn't blown away. It's an acquired taste.

I am so in love with Bijoux. She has captured my heart in a way I didn't think was possible. I fought it for the first couple of months. I did not want to even think about replacing Pookie. But Pookie has not been replaced. I think the day I let go was when a big Monarch butterfly flew right by my face, circled my head and went down and for just a brief second landed on Bij's back. It was the most beautiful thing I have seen in a long time. I knew then that it was ok. That was Pookie telling me it was ok. Bijoux and I see butterflies all the time when we go for walks. I know that is Trevor, Binky and Pookie looking after us. Once you surrender to the fall, it feels wonderful.

Sheryl Crow wisdom and thought for the day -
"It's not having what you want. It's wanting what you've got"