I'm so tired of gloominess outside. The sun is finally peeking out a bit today, but there are more storms coming later today. Booooo.
Despite the dreary atmosphere, I had a pretty pleasant weekend. Friday had me at a meeting down at Mercy with all the volunteers for the upcoming 25th Anniversary. I'm really excited about being part of this and can't believe it's right around the corner. I'm going to be helping out as kind of like a lead volunteer... basically, I'm the go to person for all the other volunteers. Apparently the job involves carrying around a walkie talkie. I decided this is very cool.
Saturday after a very hilly run, I headed back to Nashville for meetings at the venues where the 25th events are being held. (Yes, basically my weekend was wrapped up in my volunteer work, though not nearly to the capacity it will be when we get to the actual events in a few weeks). I found myself feeling even more excited, especially when we were wandering around the Titans stadium and visualizing the tents for the gala. I think that's going to be a REALLY fun night. I always picture myself being a fancy social events like this, but since I can't afford to attend I can't think of anything better to do than to donate my time making sure the evening runs smoothly for those who can. I still get to dress up and go and be a part of the evening. And one never knows who one might meet. I'll be working of course, but part of working such an event is chatting with people and being friendly. I can't wait.
I also spent some time this weekend going to see a baseball game at my alma mater. It brought back a memory of the one baseball game I went to see when I actually went to school there. I was with a former boyfriend, and after we played in the grass on the knoll. I'll always be a kid at heart, I suppose. Anyways, my sister happens to be dating a baseball player, so we went to show some support. It was chilly, but a fun time was had by all.
Have I mentioned it's a bit strange that my little sister has a boyfriend? And I don't? I was eating lunch with the bossman today and one of my more favorite John Mayer songs came on. I can really relate to it. It's the one that goes "I'm tired of being alone/So hurry up and get here."
Oh, no worries. I don't feel alone. I have a lot of good people in my life, and I always have something to do or somewhere to go. And I always have my cat. But boy, I wouldn't complain if it'd soon be time for this man famine to be over. They say be careful what you wish for... I'd just assume have a famine than to have a feast of less-than-desirable men. I'm just saying... if "putting things out in the universe" really can make things happen (that one was for you, Danielle), then I'm putting it out there that I'm ready for THE guy. The one who makes my heart pound and my tummy do little flippy flops... the one who sweeps me off my feet... the one who makes me feel like I can't sleep... the one who gives me that feeling that I just KNOW it's right... the one that makes me so sure that I don't even remember the meaning of the word doubt. I know he's out there... time for you to hurry up and get here mister.
Wow, I have no idea how I got all deep like this. I apologize for any sap you just read, but I suppose it's on my heart. Anyways, the point of this blog was to say I had a lovely weekend and feel that there will be some exciting and fun things over the coming weeks to share with you all.
For now, I wish you a happy Monday and also share that I'm about to buy Dave Matthews Band tickets. It brings me great joy. I haven't seen him since 2003, so I figured it's time again.