The day has come

Bummer. I did try to make it to the LGBT event. I even saw all the rainbows! But no freaking parking and I got there early! Good luck to those who plan to show up later on. They will have a long walk. Project Life inspired me to go. How? Well I knew I could go and get memorabilia. They had this new limited edition bumper sticker that I really wanted. I wanted to put it in my photo album not on my car. Since I couldn’t make it there, I did go to one place I’d never visited before so all wasn’t lost. Would I have gone if it weren’t for PL? Probably not. Project Life is my new Abilify! 😉

I took some pics of a historic place in my city. I’ve been living here for years but never ventured out here before.


Those who have been there, now know where I was today.

I would have stayed longer but there was a guy with a dog creeping me out. I didn’t think he would harm me. I think he thought I was following him. So he just stopped at one point. Then when I was walking near him to go back down the trail, he started walking right beside me! WEIRD. I’m all about personal space and I would never invade someone’s space on purpose. It is almost rude, imo. (I know different countries/cultures have different personal space ideas but I was in America today). This happens to me a lot. I think people think my shy manner is me flirting when that is sooooooooooooooo not the case. His dog was super cute but um, really?


Look at what I made in jewelry class:

handmade necklace

Okay, I had help with the very last part of the necklace. I am getting down some of the basics I’d forgotten but I’m missing a lot. The teacher tells us to do things then she leaves and I’m thinking “huh”? I’ve had two classes and I’m not sure I’m  getting what I wanted out of it. I am proud of “designing” the above necklace. I did do that by myself. But there was one thing I’ve always had problems with that I couldn’t do without help.

I also made 3 pairs of earrings last week. They turned out okay. I need more practice but I’m too busy to practice making jewelry right now.


I wanna stay but the signs says GO

20 days until I go to Oaxaca, Mexico???

Like I tweeted the government received my passport application. I should receive it in time. Here is a video that explains why I want to visit Oaxaca……..

I figured out how I’m going to exchange money. I’m doing it at the airport in Mexico City. I’ll be there for about 3 hours so I should have enough time to exchange. Thanks to the internet for all this useful info. I’m worried about the whole checked luggage thing. If I were traveling domestically, my bag would probably be at my final destination but since I have 3 flights…ugh! I’m guessing I will have to get my bag somewhere along the way and check it again. yipee. First time flyers is a great resource for um, first time flyers. Too bad it doesn’t quelch my fears about checked luggage. :/

I checked out a book on Mexico from the library today. I first checked it out when I was planning to go to Mexico a few years ago. Now they have an updated version. I will probably take this book with me. I have been adding stuff to my wishlist. Once I get my passport, I will start ordering anything I NEED (versus want). Amazon has some things I can’t find anywhere else so they will be my travel store.


Skip to the bottom of this post to see my first handmade bib necklace….if you dare.

This is too funny. I spent 45 minutes in line to get a ticket to see Michele Obama. See below:

ticket to see FLOTUS

I thought she was coming on Saturday uh, no she is coming today! There is no way I can take time off from work today and go see her. ROFL. No I did not look at the ticket. I got my ticket at 8:45PM and I was so tired. All I did was marvel at the fact that I actually got a ticket. Most rallies with the President don’t give out tickets so I was thinking “Wow I have a ticket!” I didn’t bother reading it. I’m relieved for so many reasons. I have a ton of tings to do on Saturday and I didn’t want to spend hours at this event. Getting there slightly early, trying to find parking, and then uh, the waiting.

I was so not looking forward to that. Plus my uncle is on hospice care and I am supposed to see him on Saturday. The last thing I wanted to do was go over there extra early just so I could see the First Lady. And I have to take my mom grocery shopping on Saturday morning. So I’m just thinking about all this plus seeing Michelle Obama. Too much for one day. I don’t have a ton of energy. Also, I didn’t really want to miss all of college football Saturday. I LOVE football. (Um, isn’t that obvious)?

I did get to meet two really cool people in line as  I was waiting for the tickets. I didn’t talk to them much. I was standoffish NOT because I didn’t want to talk, it is basically just my social anxiety. One of them went to the DNC convention in Charlotte. How cool! My mind went totally blank when she said that. I would have asked “How was Charlotte?” I wouldn’t have asked too much about the actual convention because I watched it on TV. lol. But I can’t relax enough to think around people.

The other person is going through a tough time with her health. She has/had cancer. She doesn’t have regular health insurance. She has to pay 1/3 of what she makes each month for COBRA. If Obama gets reelected, she will no longer have this problem.  She is also a single mom, recently divorced. Ouch. She just had surgery last week. She is a survivor. She is going through all this but she was thrilled to be standing in line. All she wanted, other than the ticket, was an Obama sign to put in her yard. She lives in a heavy Republican part of town so her signs from 2008 were constantly stolen.

Anyhow, the other two people bonded without me. The woman behind me and the woman in front of me talked like normal people. She asked the right questions to the woman who went to the convention. “So you got to see Clinton speak??! OMG, I love him!” She could talk. I can’t do that. I think of things to say once all eyes are off me. If you want to see me incoherent or not talking, just look at me. I can’t function. Yes in normal situations, I suck.

What made them “really cool” is that they did not do small talk. (???!!!) They were talking about real stuff. I would not have been interested in their conversation if it was about mundane stuff like the weather. Even when each one was talking to me, no small talk. I think I look off putting so maybe that is one reason why people don’t bother with small talk with me. Don’t get me wrong, some people do try. I try to give my best one word response. Sometimes I come up empty. I hate small talk. It is so boring. :/ Plus I’m bad at small talk. I can talk about bigger issues much easier but I’m still seen as aloof and socially awkward or not that interested. (Okay when it comes to small talk, I am truly not that interested. TALK ABOUT ANYTHING OTHER THAN THE WEATHER! See if I were a guy, it would be so easy because then people would approach me about sports. I can give you more than one word on sports.)


I made my first bib necklace. It isn’t great but I’m still going to rock it. 😉 People can tell that it is handmade. That is the problem. I didn’t make the actual cloth bib. I brought 6 for $7.00 from an Etsy store. Great value! Here is what I came up with:

bib necklace

IMO, it looks much better in person…but it still looks very amateurish. It is sloppily handmade. The glue can be seen. etc.  . I like the necklace but it is only for me. I’m fully aware that this isn’t for selling or even gift giving. Heh. Everything on the necklace was already in my jewelry box. I didn’t have to buy anything other than the black cloth. Once I use all my “bibs”, I will make them by hand. It isn’t that hard. All I have to do to finish this necklace is cut out felt to put on the back of the necklace.

Why did I choose to do this necklace first? Purple is my favorite color (and I love feathers!!)  A broken earring, a necklace I partially tore apart and regular beads are on the necklace. My next one will probably be red  because I have a lot of random red stuff in my jewelry box. After that, I will probably have to buy stuff.