YaYa Princess

Hello old friends.  It’s been a long time since I’ve written.  Bad Allie, bad bad Allie.

What can I say?  The truth of the matter is two-fold–I’ve been busy, and quite frankly I wonder if what I have to say is all that interesting.  But it’s chronicling my life, and so here I am again.  I suppose if you’re reading this you have nothing better to to anway

Vegas was good.  I’m glad I’m home though.  Do you have any idea how hard it is to manage your manager?  Seriously hard, let me tell you.  Not that she did anything wrong by any means.  Rather, it’s hard when someone plays a role 99% of the time for everyone, me included, not to fall back into those patterns.

I’ve been playing catch-up at work.  That’s always so fun.  Now I’m nothing short of burnt out.

The She She came for a visit last week.  It was a great time and I’m so glad we got to see her.  I’ll tell you what, I’ve certainly been blessed with a wonderful extended family.  My mom and dad are in Harrisonburg and were supposed to come up tonight, but no dice.  Maybe that’s where I get it from, and if you know me you know what I mean.

The house is coming along.  We need to paint the main floor and then get pictures up, but I’m really starting to enjoy it.  Oh yea, except that no one realizes our driveway is a driveway.  As a matter of fact, as I write this someone is parked in FRONT of it.  Fun.

I had dinner with my friend last night.  I don’t get to see ER nearly enough.  That woman is…amazing.  I’m truly blessed by some amazing friends.  Between the She She and ER, I’ve had some awesome heart-to-hearts lately.  I am sometimes in awe of the stregnth of the women around me.  It’s inspiring.  Another inspirational woman (that I’m having lunch with next week) once told me that when you are down you should try to help other people.  That it helps them, helps you, and puts it all in perspective.  Whatdoes that have to do with anything, I’m not sure, but I know it does

I will close with this.  I read some other blogs, and I realize that my posts are not normally “subject related” but rather a rambling. You know what though, it is what it is.   Like it or leave it.

And now it’s time to see if I can’t figure out the rest of the V-Day Plans

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So I made it out ok, though it’s a looong flight.  It’s been a little bit quiet, or quiet comparatively, but that’s certainly not going to last too long.  As I write this actually I’ve already been pulled away twice, and it’s only the 3rd line.    This will probably also be my last post onsite.  We’ll see.

I’ve had the fear of God put into me, what with all the horror stories.  But what I’m quickly reminding myself of is that people LOVE to talk about the crazy sh*t that happens-no one ever (make that 4 times) likes to talk about the calm times.  So really, I’m feeling pretty good overall.  I have no doubts it will get bannans but that is ok too.

I just got finished talking about sound for Stevie Wonder, and was listening to a conversation about when Al Roker is coming in.  Some days I just have to laugh at my own life.  I mean, the Adult show is over at the Sands Venetian where I have other staff, and I had to explain to them what they would see to prepare them.  And Jepardy is in the back of one of the expo halls.  Pretty cool if you ask me.  I’ll keep my eyes out for any fun newfangled stuff as I always do, and then wait to see it hit the market.  Sadly I never really know how cool the stuff that I’m seeing really is b/c A.) I’m just too busy and B.) I’m just not THAT tech savvy.

Otherwise, it’s just cold here-colder than DC.  We went to our favorite Italian Mobster place last night where it was 2 for 1 wine night-sweet!  The food was yummy as always and we had the red limo transport us each way which makes life soooo much easier. 

I’m signing out for now.  Make sure you watch the Today show this week!!

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Today is the last day of 2008.  I realize that might be rather obvious to most, but I it just sunk in for me last night.  What can I say, it’s been busy.

If you know me, you know I’m a very nostaglic person to say the least.  Things like realizing on 1/1/08 that THIS was the year I was getting married or that in “x” months we would own a home.  So yea, I’m a touch sentimental.

2008 truly has been a good year.  I married a truly amazing boy, became part of a wonderful extended family, got to spend time with my family during all the festivities, was overwhelmed with love, friendship and joy to the point I thought I would burst, purchased our first home, survived another year at work and in some cases even thrived.  Oh sure, maybe I have gained a few (or more than a few) pounds since the wedding when I began married life by drinking my way through the honeymoon, but that can all be dealt with.

I realize that despite a busy schedule and often overly-critical little voice in my head, I’m one pretty lucky lady.  I’m almost glad to say goodbye to 2008 just b/c then I can pack it away in my memory, where I can cherise those perfect (and not so perfect) moments whenever I please.  And though I’m a little supersticious, I’m still looking forward to 2009 and all that it has to offer, critical little voice and all.

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In less than 7 days I will board a plane for hell…err, um, I mean Las Vegas.  I’ll be working a little known event that deals with electronics and the consumer…in Vegas…in January.  If you can’t figure that one out w/ Google then you might as well stop there

This is my third year doing this particular show, but thanks to the immentent arrival of baby Donovan (who is about to be evicted) I’m lead onsite this year.  I have a lot of feelings about about this whole thing.  I’m excited, and it’s daunting.  I”m nervous, but more than nervous I have a strange calm.  I”m nervous-excited b/c it’s such an event, but I know it will all work out if for no other reason than it has to.  Oh yea, and I”m good at what I do.

I have had some anxiety as of late, but it’s been hard for me admit it to most anyone, and when I do I almost feel anxious about being anxious.  Hey, it’s me we’re talking about.

And so as I stare down the barrel at this monster, I sometimes have to laugh looking at my life.  I’ve come a long way.  It’s exciting and I’m looking forward to it.  I’m also looking forward to having my life back.

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Once again, it’s been a while since I’ve written.  Sue me, it’s been busy.   You know, buying a house, planning a meeting for a couple hundered thousand people, the usual.

As always, the boy write much more eloquently than I.  Check him out at www.southboundhome.com.  Still, I have my own thoughts on this matter of purchasing a home.

The boy is right, he pulls forward like a 200+ lb puppy on a leash that sees a new spot to pee on, while I begrudening trudge behind, constatntly worried about what pitfalls lie ahaead.  Though the boy calls me a kurmudgeon, I prefer to think of myself as cautious.  Oh, I haven’t always been like this.  But I have honest concerns that if I just went along with the boy and all of his fly by the seat of his pants ideas we’d be in quite the pickle.  The truth is, I don’t particularly like being the “sensible one” (ask anyone from the past and I wasn’t also so forward thinking), but I feel the need to be.  It also has to be said that often I play devil’s advocate just to make sure he really (like really really) has thought something through. 

There is also something to be said for his intelligence.  Now, before you go trying to convince me I’m not stupid, here’s the deal.  The boy-genius level smart.  No, for real.  I, while not on the short bus, have always had trouble learning. I pick things up much slower.  It just is what it is.  So while he’s off a mile a min talking about morgage insurance, I’m sitting there with a dumb look on my face, that consequently forces said heels into the ground until I have some semblance of a clue. 

it should also be noted that the boy did somewhat ambush me with the whole pre-approval process. 

The fact is, it’s scary.  There are big words and pilot lights that go out, the house makes noises and don’t get me started on the water pressure upstairs. 

But it’s our home.  Ours.

When my mother found out we were looking she gave me total hell–”what if you loose your jobs?!”  they would ask.  Well, I’m pretty sure rent would still be due too, job or no job, much like a mortage.  Consequently the only thing that made her even remotely come around was the office.  Oh wait, I’m sorry, according to her it’s the nursery.  Oy.

But it’s our home.  Nursery or office.

And let’s not forget that I tend to be a nervous nellie.  I’m petrified of being wrong. So voluntarily putting myself into this position is a tough one.  A homeowner.  What if we screw it up?

The boy, the only one of us that’s good with numbers actually admitted to me he’s nervous.  Well that’s just a fine thing to tell me NOW.  To be honest, I have no clue what I’m doing.  I was, (and he admits this) drug into this whole house buying thing by the boy.   I would have been just happy as a clam to continue renting, not having to commit to anywhere longer than a year, none of it would be my problem. But my husband was longing for a home of our own.  And I love my husband, and want him to be happy.  And the fact is I probably never would have commited if not for him, on a variety of levels.  So just as I’m the ying to his yang, so he is to me. 

Am I scared?  Damn straight.  But it’s our life, our home, and we’re living it.  And I wouldn’t have it any other way…but the nursery will have to wait!

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