Whoa...

I had quite the weekend...alllll over the place both physically and emotionally.

Wow...how it broke down.

Friday - woke up feeling a bit under-the-weather.  I taken a day of vacation so we (Mr Man and I) could test drive the new Nissan Leaf.  We are currently signed up to get one of these brand new electric cars and now we are even more excited about getting it.  Short test drive but worth it.
Then we were off to a convention that we were on the planning committee for the last year to get it running.  So, off to the hotel to check in...YAY...we got our room early :)  So I took advantage of the time to rest while Mr Man did "his" thing that he was scheduled to do.  That night we had the opening ceremonies and that went off technically without a hitch, however, my definition of a color guard and what happened were two different things.  Nothing offensive just not what I would have preferred nor would I have organized if I had known what was going to happen.  I was a bit stunned to be sure but again, it was amateurish at best but it wasn't offensive as a whole.
That night we met with some friends to have dinner off the convention center's site, which was very nice and enjoyable.

Saturday - We woke early, attending workshops that interested us, but I had to watch my time because there was a performance that night on the opposite end of town.  Also, I was getting a bit worse with my ailment so I did manage to slip away for all the activities and friends to rest.  That sucked cause I wanted to be more active and interactive with people, but it didn't happen that way. 
Mid afternoon it came time to costume up for dancing that night and off I went to get some nibbles for the event - a Renn/SCA type event.  My students managed to forge their way there from near and far to put their awesome best foot forward.  I couldn't have been more please and proud of my babies.  From those experiencing ATS performance for the first time even just hanging out in the chorus (an important part) to those getting more experience under their belts out in "front" - the kicker was this was their first time with live musicians...and they rocked it.  Course the musicians were used to newbies so they were able to handle the song perfectly both with my cue and without :)  Love it!~  (Was upset that someone snarked about my male dancer...that plainly made me mad when I found out, but I digress).  The night was a bit longer than anticipated but not unreasonable. I headed back to the convention to rejoin the group and get back into that "environment" again.

Sunday - We had to get up a bit early to attend a graveside unveiling of the headstone of my dear friend Gypsy Jill, it is nearly the one year anniversary.  It was VERY intense, more than I expected.  Seeing the people there, sharing our thoughts, and experiencing the unveiling was a bit more overwhelming for us both.  However, due to our obligation at the convention we were not able to attend the brunch afterwards, and honestly, I think it was a wise choice as it allowed us to digest what we were feeling more quickly as the emotions were not lingering longer for us making it more difficult to shake.  So, back to the convention again. More workshops, then I had to leave again to go teach class that night. These classes turned out awesome...more people, more "I get it faces" and just more knowledge being passed on!  Afterwards, I had to return to the "After Party" event for the convention...so back again I went.  Before being able to go home.

To say that I felt like a yoyo in my own world would be an understatement, it was intense, it was fun, it was highly emotional and still is because today is my capper.

Today would have been my Father's 73rd birthday...need I say more.

That is all for now.