1.
I went driving twice earlier this week with my
mom, taking routes I hadn’t taken yet. I also was driving a car both times,
which was extremely different for me, since all I’ve practiced in is trucks. I’m happy with the progress though, but wasn’t
able to practice much more later in the week due to it raining all week, and no
one’s been home much with time to help. Taking what I can get.
And trying hard not to put an S.O.S. online to my friends in the area with
vehicles, asking them to help me practice/learn in return for baked goods. Not
kidding. I’ve thought about baking for others in return for lessons.
2. A week
ago, I went to my friend Chrissy’s where for the first time in a long
time, I just sat on the floor for over two hours, no music, no music, no
nothing, just talking.
We’ve both
been stressed and just vented. On just about everything, like a great
purge. After, we went to the local Tops, bought a four-case of
Jamaican-Me-Crazy wine coolers, a pint of Ben and Jerry’s (Karamel Sutra,
to split), Kettle Salt and Vinegar chips, and those awesome sour Twizzlers
we had that one time we went to the drive-in. We then watched
Wanderlust, and capped off the
night to music videos and parodies on youtube before sleeping hard. Guess
you can say we sorely needed a stay-in girls’ night of some of the
simplest of pleasures: friendship, comedy, and junk food. I’m glad for
nights like that though, because even if they come about due to stress and
sadness, etc, they help heal you a little bit to keep you going.
Kind of like a recharge without going
out and being stupid.
And trust me,
I’ve been wanting to go out and be stupid. Haha.
3. Tuesday night, I was over the moon. I’m not one of
those girls that generally chase, nor tries and tries to be noticed. It’s
generally, here I am simply, you see me then let me know. Well…since my 21
stbirthday almost a year ago, I have been trying here and there to get just a hi
from my favorite actor via Twitter. Usually, when an author, writer, or actor
hasn’t responded, I’m like, well..okay, they’re busy, I get it. I’ve smiled
though when some have responded to me, mostly just a couple of authors (Libba
Bray, Alyson Noel) that I’m not friends with or a couple actors (Kris
Holden-Ried, Rick Howland, and Robin Strasser) or when some well-known people
follow me. It’s nice.
Well, after many once in a blue moon tweets to my favorite actor, he posted a
simple Tweet asking how people were or what they were up to.
All I did was respond, stating I was working
on one of my novels that’s in progress (it’ll be a long time before you see
anything long from them, I’m more picky with my longer works than my short).
He answered me.
Milo Ventimiglia tweeted me.
And, I’m pretty sure my heart stopped, and a large part of me said that if I
were to die right now, I would be happy. Then again, even though he’s fourteen
years older than me, I always did say after I started watching his work, that I
would happily marry him and bare his children in a heartbeat. Funny how we can
be when we like someone, right?
But I don’t just like Milo for his looks, or voice, even though just in the
physical sense he’s pretty damn sexy (future males in my life, don’t take it to
heart, just because I like him doesn’t mean I’ll deny you, like some have oddly
thought). I like him for the work he does usually. And honestly, if I could
somehow, I would want to work with him. I wouldn’t have to fangirl and be with
him, just working with him as colleuges would be nice. I don’t know how
exactly, but you never know where the world will take you, or where your
passions will take you. I mean, come on, when I was younger, I wanted to be a
teacher and a writer that got published.
Now, I just want to be someone that helps others, and a writer who yes,
still wants to be published but doesn’t have to have fame for it, but who also
wants to have artists sing my lyrics, and would love to get on the other side
of the writing world—editing, publishing.
So who knows, maybe I’ll be lucky and get to talk with Milo
more in the future, maybe be blessed enough to work with him.
Don’t know.I do know though, that my positivity levels have been ultimately low lately,
but that that ONE text from him, made my levels go up a good degree.
And isn’t that all we want from the people
that look up to us, or that enjoy what we work hard to create, is to touch them
somehow, even if it’s just a smile?
Now, if only the people that we care about in our actual lives and who we like,
or love, could realize just how much even a phone call or text message can
change things around for us? Haha.
Oh, and if you think this was the closest I
could display to my excitement, when Libba Bray tweeted me for the first time a
year ago:
Think again when it came to Milo.
Anyways….
…I’m just going to shut up for a bit about the
Milo tweet now, so no one wants to take a frying pan to my head (inside joke
between my mama and I this week, don’t ask). Besides, pretty sure there’s a
high chance of me swooning and drooling later in the future. I’ll just enjoy
this and be quiet.
4. My
friend, writer Jess Russell, deigned to tell me that her son has asked at
times if they could visit me again. Not only do I love Jessica, she is
like family to me, I love that her son wants to hang out with me as well.
He’s got a great mom, and is a good kid. I’m still shocked at how
extroverted he is at times, especially with how quickly he made friends
when I took them to the park in my town over the summer. Hope to see them
sometime before Christmas if possible, missing them both.
5.
Yesterday, I went job hunting, getting and
handing in more applications. I walked around in my large raincoat, in the rain
(was pouring most of the time) up and down Main Street in my town. I’m now stuck waiting to hear anything, and
will probably try to put out more applications next week.
Cross your fingers and wish me luck. I need it.
6. I
heard my mom say last night that you’d think people in our family would
know that October 12
th is not a good day for our family. Note:
I go “huh?” with a “what the heck ya talking about” look pasted across my
face.
Apparently, every marriage
that has occurred in our family, on that date, has ended in divorce. Now,
I tend not to be a superstitious woman, but what about being the one that
marries a couple on that day? You know, get ordained and tie two people
together?
Okay…just realized how
odd that sounds, but I’m writing this straight out of my head as I
process.
I’m serious.
One of my friends wants to get married on that date someday in the future,
and I promised to officiate when the time came.
I don’t want to jinx them.
I’m kind of hoping that my cousin that I don’t know, and his fiancée, end
up having a long fruitful marriage, and kick this thing in the derrière.
Also…, a person I care about deeply, has that date as a birthday.
I really don’t need more things saying
“no.” Partly because I’ll resent it more and find a way to say screw you more
often on that subject, but still.
Alas, I think way too often these days, about some random things. And it
doesn’t matter. Yet, the thought still pops into my head. And triggers
dominoes.
Anyone else?
Please say I’m not alone in this. *faceplant*
~Count your blessings, and whether things are bad or you’re
doing well, find something good and hold on!
Much love!
~*~Alyse~*~
PS—I had to refrain from posting any screen stills of Milo
from That’s My Boy, and Pathology, considering I don’t know how
young people are that are reading this.
