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dancerjodiOn Friday night we said goodbye to the Sandweasel. His fiance is in the Navy and stationed in GA. He was hoping she'd be back home in MA after her current tour of duty (early 07') but she found out she'll be serving the next tour in GA, putting her living there till 09'. Thus, the weasel is moving out to GA to be a Navy wife! We've become very close in such a short time, and its sad to see him go, but there will be trooping, a wedding, and cons to meet up with them (and the way time goes, before you know it, it will be 09').
The par-tay did result in me missing the Waltham show at the Paradise. I'm bummed I didn't get to hear the 2 new reportedly heavier songs. But, there will be other Waltham shows and there won't be other Sandweasel sendoffs, I didn't feel like going by myself, didn't feel like dealing with the crowd size, and didn't feel like dealing with the 'Cinco de Drinko' vibe of the whole thing, being sXe myself. Perhaps sometime I'll get to see them again at a smaller venue (who knows, are those days gone?). I'm so happy for their successes and hope they continue, but at the same time I miss hanging out with them at grungy, tiny clubs in Worcester, bars on Moody, or fields in Ashland.
I already mentioned Saturday's memorial mass. Its the first time I've gone to a regular Catholic mass (i.e. that wasn't a funeral or wedding) since the sex abuse scandal and poor financial situation of the Archdiocese of Boston really blew up. Its also the first time since Pope John Paul died. It was weird not hearing "our Pope John Paul the 2nd, Bernard Cardinal Law our Archbishop" as a part of the ceremony. It was also strange how two different priests both made reference to the poor financial situation of the church, the negative feelings toward bureaucracy ("there are issues, but you need bureaucracy"), and how people should support priests despite it all, since they are really the ones that can make a difference ('the shepherds'). Its so weird to think of the church as faltering compared to even when I was a kid, which in the grand scheme of things wasn't that long ago. It make me sad for people who still find great solace, support and community in the church (like say, my dance teacher's family).
Yesterday had us trooping with the rebels out in Mystic, CT at an Easter Seals walk. It was nice to see some CT 501st friends that we haven't seen in a while. Post walk (so short, only 3k) we poked around the Mystic Aquarium a bit - beluga wales, bats, rays and anemones, oh my! From there we headed to a member's home for a nice cook-out and chatting before heading homeways for fabric shopping (we have less than 2 weeks to get our Tuskens ready for Disney), tons of laundry, and catching up on Dr. Who (so good!).
I've been feeling out of shape lately, but still have a mildly sore throat from the cold 2 weeks ago, sort of twisted my ankle at ballet class on Saturday, and am still sore from said class (so I think I'll refrain from crazy activity tonight after work, though I could probably do some abs and yoga work)! And I get my period tomorrow. I'll try and not feel so much like a beached whale in the resulting bloatiness and ickiness. I really need to get off my butt and work more exercise into my routine because the dance classes aren't cutting it on their own (damned slow genetic metabolism!). I also need to eat better when I'm out at a restaurant. I think "oh, its a treat, I'm going for something good", but its not helping in the pursuit to getting healthier. I have to remind myself that I'm a machine, and that if I put garbage in (no matter how good it tastes) I'm going to get garbage out. When it comes to food, willpower is not often my friend!
Have a great week, all!
The par-tay did result in me missing the Waltham show at the Paradise. I'm bummed I didn't get to hear the 2 new reportedly heavier songs. But, there will be other Waltham shows and there won't be other Sandweasel sendoffs, I didn't feel like going by myself, didn't feel like dealing with the crowd size, and didn't feel like dealing with the 'Cinco de Drinko' vibe of the whole thing, being sXe myself. Perhaps sometime I'll get to see them again at a smaller venue (who knows, are those days gone?). I'm so happy for their successes and hope they continue, but at the same time I miss hanging out with them at grungy, tiny clubs in Worcester, bars on Moody, or fields in Ashland.
I already mentioned Saturday's memorial mass. Its the first time I've gone to a regular Catholic mass (i.e. that wasn't a funeral or wedding) since the sex abuse scandal and poor financial situation of the Archdiocese of Boston really blew up. Its also the first time since Pope John Paul died. It was weird not hearing "our Pope John Paul the 2nd, Bernard Cardinal Law our Archbishop" as a part of the ceremony. It was also strange how two different priests both made reference to the poor financial situation of the church, the negative feelings toward bureaucracy ("there are issues, but you need bureaucracy"), and how people should support priests despite it all, since they are really the ones that can make a difference ('the shepherds'). Its so weird to think of the church as faltering compared to even when I was a kid, which in the grand scheme of things wasn't that long ago. It make me sad for people who still find great solace, support and community in the church (like say, my dance teacher's family).
Yesterday had us trooping with the rebels out in Mystic, CT at an Easter Seals walk. It was nice to see some CT 501st friends that we haven't seen in a while. Post walk (so short, only 3k) we poked around the Mystic Aquarium a bit - beluga wales, bats, rays and anemones, oh my! From there we headed to a member's home for a nice cook-out and chatting before heading homeways for fabric shopping (we have less than 2 weeks to get our Tuskens ready for Disney), tons of laundry, and catching up on Dr. Who (so good!).
I've been feeling out of shape lately, but still have a mildly sore throat from the cold 2 weeks ago, sort of twisted my ankle at ballet class on Saturday, and am still sore from said class (so I think I'll refrain from crazy activity tonight after work, though I could probably do some abs and yoga work)! And I get my period tomorrow. I'll try and not feel so much like a beached whale in the resulting bloatiness and ickiness. I really need to get off my butt and work more exercise into my routine because the dance classes aren't cutting it on their own (damned slow genetic metabolism!). I also need to eat better when I'm out at a restaurant. I think "oh, its a treat, I'm going for something good", but its not helping in the pursuit to getting healthier. I have to remind myself that I'm a machine, and that if I put garbage in (no matter how good it tastes) I'm going to get garbage out. When it comes to food, willpower is not often my friend!
Have a great week, all!
