& that's the way life goes

Life is about evolving right?  Because if we stay stagnant too long are we really living?

I have had quite a crazy, lovely week.  I wasn’t expecting any of it, but I think that’s what makes life so wonderful.  I hadn’t been looking for changes in my life.  Actually, quite the opposite.  I was content with the way things were.  I wasn’t searching to ‘rock the boat’.

Tuesday I met my first blogger Ashley.  It was really awesome.  I know a lot of you have already met great people you’ve connected with through your blog and you know what I’m talking about.  It’s a strange feeling to sit with someone you’ve never met in person but you have multiple things to talk about because you do know each other from writing.  I guess in the old days that’s what having a pen pal was like, if you got the chance to meet them.

Today because of Sarah, I submitted my application to volunteer at an animal shelter.  I’ve been thinking about it since we moved into our new house because the shelter I used to volunteer at is too far for me to get to on a regular basis.   It wasn’t until I read Sarah’s post last night about wanting to volunteer somewhere that made me realize that I need to give back.  I have a lot to be thankful for and even if it was rough at times, volunteering at an animal shelter is rewarding.

And then the aerial yoga…thank you Mandy and Sarah for inviting me to do this with you.  I’ve been looking for a yoga class for the past couple months but the motivation wasn’t stronger than the laziness, plus I didn’t want to go myself.  I’m glad I waited, now the three of us can hang in the air and try not to break our faces.  It should be highly entertaining since I’m not at all graceful and truth be told I might be a tad scared of heights.

Sometimes though, you have to conquer those fears!

But wait! There is more.

Sarah, Mandy and I are working on getting a Michigan Blogger Meetup arranged!  Sarah created a thread on 20sb, so if you live in the mitten go over there and leave a comment about where we should go in January.  If you don’t have a 20sb account, you can email/twitter/leave a comment with any of us and we’ll gather up all the information and let you know the details.

Lastly and very personally, I’ve decided to freelance.  I’ve wanted to for awhile now and I’m finally building confidence getting my shit together.  I miss writing.  I have to tell you that it’s hard for me to put myself out there because when I get rejected I take it hard, no matter who it’s coming from.  But I’m going to be an adult and suck up the negative and focus on the positive.

Yes, today was pretty awesome!

Summer where are you?! I miss you. Usually you are here by now but the last couple years you have been slacking. I remember at the end of June last year I was wearing jeans and a long sleeve shirt. This is unacceptable!

I know you are right around the corner because I have gotten bit by the “I NEED TO GO UP NORTH NOW” bug. I’m seriously about to get in my car and just head out. I thought about it one night while I was on the freeway. I could have just stayed to the left and I would have been on my way. But as I fantasized about it a bird committed suicide by flying into the hood of my car. If my stomach wouldn’t have clenched I might have been able to continue the day dream but I felt sick that the bird had just died because it flew into my car. Poor birdie.

I tried setting up a weekend with my girlfriends for a weekend up on the shores of Lake Huron but that fell through. I’m so disappointed. We are trying to set up a weekend in August now. AUGUST. WTF? This is what summer is like. The weekends are jam packed and before you know it it’s September!

I asked C if he would go if I could find a place that would take the dogs and rent for the weekend. I found one but he’s on the fence. Seriously, what the hell is wrong with people. Am I going to have to go up by myself again?! Boo!

I saw this on Laylou’s blog first but it’s orginally a writing prompt from 20something writers.

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Backstabber,

It’s been a long enough time that I’ve come to terms with the events that took place.  But I never got to tell you what a horrible, horrible friend you were.  The boy and I were dating and we would both come to you for advice with about the other one, you knew us both well.  (It took years for us to finally get our shit together) You claimed you were like our big sister, offering advice about the other one.  But were you really looking out for my best interest?  Or were you setting something up for yourself?  I will always wonder that.

When it was clear the boy and I weren’t going to make it and events took place that made me decide to move to Florida after graduation you didn’t have the balls to tell me that you started dating him.  You were supposedly my “big sister” but in the end you were a big fake and coward.  Instead, while I was living hundreds of miles away you cut me out of your life without even letting me know.  You barely kept in touch with me, I was supposed to be one of your closest friends.  It was because you were too much of a pussy to tell me you were dating him and sleeping with him.  You must have shit your pants when I talked to him and I psychically deduced the two of you were dating.

I wasn’t mad, really.  I was hurt you wouldn’t tell me, after all I had moved down to Florida with C.   When I came back all I got was the cold shoulder.  I changed jobs and left the place we all worked.  You wrote me off.  Being the bigger person I emailed you, asking you to have dinner sometime so we could catch up.  You blew me off and imagine my surprise when I found out the two of you had gotten married.  While I would say that I wish you all the happiness in the world,  I wouldn’t mean it because you are a selfish bitch who drops their friends as soon as it gets tough.   I  am ridiculously loyal to my friends so the way you handled that was the ultimate betrayal.

The Bigger Person
Oh and ps…he has the smallest d*** I’ve ever seen, it’s like a pencil. *holds pinky finger  up*

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Narcissitic Ex,

It took me years to heal the emotional damage you put me through.  But I am stronger than that.  I may be  more jaded now but I learned a lot of lessons from our relationship.  I will never let a guy walk all over me.  I will never let someone tell me who to be, how to think or what to like.  You successfully ripped off my rose colored  glasses in which I saw the world.  But unlike you, I am not so jaded that I’m cynical of everything.  I am still a tad naive, I still see good in almost everyone.  And I think that this is one of my best qualities.  I still have a childlike wonder about things that I hope I never lose.  You have proven that no one can take it away from me.

Cheers!
Your happy ex-girlfriend

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Gangsta,

We’ve had ups and downs and downs and ups.  We always come back to one another.  I think we can still be partners in crime.

Your Ho

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Green Eyes The Honest One,

You know I’ll always love you.  But the end is here and I’m letting it all go.  I can’t promise not to look back, because I will, but I’m moving forward.

Love,
The Optimistic One

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Blog Friends,

You are bestest and awesome.  Please go get yourself a cookie or a lovely drink.  I wish I could buy each of you a beer (or beverage of your choice).  It’s amazing how much I love this  community we have.  I hope I’ve given you at least an ounce of the inspiration, support and laughter that you’ve given me.

Love,
Ria

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What are some letters you would write?

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I just might give up everything for the chance to make it work.  Take my hand so we can jump in together.

A couple of weeks ago I joined Associated Content. I wrote a 20 word poem that was published.