I learned today that they removed that ridiculous Friday song from the internets, but right now, I totally understand how girlfriend feels. If only I were dressed to get a few martinis deep and relive my week through the art of song.
Disappointing, I know. But let's talk instead about sytycd, which is not just the best summer show but also hands down, the best reality show on television. For real. So pumped that it's back on, but moreover, it is online so I can it watch whenever I please, yay! No favorites yet, but stayed tuned.
This week, the Hurricane and I got to jet down to Carolina with our event planner for a quick in-and-out site visit of the resort where we plan to host our big money event later this year. The good news is that this place is stunningly beautiful. Every inch of the hotel and surrounding ten-mile property is lush and green but also very natural - it's formal but homey - a rare combination in resort hotels. The less-good news is that I'll be too busy to enjoy any of this for the week that I'm there! I wish I was kidding when I say that I will be lucky to get 4-5 hours of sleep each night were there, but truth be told, I feel lucky enough that I'll get to be in the company of our speakers and guests. Theres no blogging on the specifics yet, but basically they're political rockstars.
So, this week, we sat down with our coordinators and dictated everything, detail by detail. Which lanterns will sit on which color tablecloths on which night on which terrace on which property. It. Was. Crazy. But it was such a weight off of my shoulders to overhaul our minute by minute with all the details of where and when.
Going into work this morning, I was exhausted but thankful to be back in office. There is a pretty large chunk of our team that's on the road for the majority of their time, and it's easy to look at that lifestyle and lust after it. That is, until your phone dies on a business trip.
Dead time? Approximately 2.5 hours.
Total unread emails upon recharge? 67. Sixty-seven!
It's obscene. But it's a piece of this fabulous life, so, we embrace it in the same way we love on other things we may not like... such as bridezillas.
There are exactly two things on my calendar between now and January 1: the big event in Carolina and an October Texas wedding for one of GB's close college friends. He and I have been looking forward to this trip for months - even talked about making a bit of a vacation out of it. I love the Lone Star State, GB has never been, and secretly, it's the perfect excuse to introduce him to my TX family, something that would not likely happen otherwise.
In fact, just the other day, I broke the news to Hurricane that I'd be taking the weekend before our big event for some family and boy time. It's important to me, it's important to him, and most of all, it mixes our worlds in a way that this nasty distance thing doesn't really allow for. That said, I'm sure you can understand where this is headed.
On Fridays the office brings in lunch and staff gather for an hour for a policy roundtable discussion on topics like Medicare reform or Austrian economics - were all huge nerds, so we laugh and eat and learn. It's pretty sweet. So I roll back to my desk after lunch today only to find the texty blackberry light flashes:
Sher Khan - What are you doing on October 22nd? (Yup. Thats right. Cross me and you're sharing a nickname with an evil villain.)
Me - GB and I are going to Dallas for a wedding, why?
Sher Khan - Well...um... :)
WHAT??? I've been waiting on this engagement forever!! Seconds later, I'm on the phone with her, "YOU'RE ENGAGED?????" Oh no. No she's not engaged. But her wonderful boyfriend, who is also a dear dear friend, has told her that he has the ring and that it's almost paid off. So let me get this straight, you're not engaged yet and already planning a wedding that is only four months and five days away? Check. And the only weekend you're looking at is October 22? Yup. Oh, and you'd like me to be your bridesmaid? This is a sick joke.
Now, bless her, she actually peeked at other weekends this afternoon once I talked to her about the wedding, but as of 4pm, its official: I've got two weddings across the country in one day. I broke the news to GB this afternoon and he railed a little bit for a variety of reasons that are too convoluted to detail here, but both of us are pretty frustrated. Now, my mistake here was telling Sher Kahn that I needed to sit and weigh all this (- in retrospect, a very stupid move.) So she launched, firing off a toxic text message that knocked me off my feet but brought me back to my senses.
This is a non-question. I will be in her wedding. I will probably be her maid of honor. And GB will go to Texas. We'll spend another weekend dancing alone, but ultimately be better friends for it. I'm resolved to this, and now I gotta get GB on board, a tough sell. Fingers crossed that we don't fight over this; I hate fights.
All the more reason to save this little te-a-te for morning, especially given his current state. For real, haha, I've gotten like ten "miss you" texts in the last hour... Oh, let's just say that just because I won't be reliving my week through song doesn't mean I won't be hearing "Friday" in a few short hours.
Xoxo.
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