...and the beginning of the end.
06.11.2007 11 °C
This past week was different from the ones before. Unlike the craziness of the weeks leading up to last, work had died down, I finally feel like I know my way around, things seem familiar, and I'm just kinda into the swing of things. The week itself kept me pretty busy. I got a chance to meet Bob McCarty, the director of the National Federation for Catholic Youth Ministry and the head honcho of all the youth ministry stuff that goes on on the national level. I wanted to hear his take on youth ministry 'from the top' and not that I have any clearer picture of where it fits into my life in the future, but perspective is always good. He is just a really genuine guy and runs some really great programs and loves life...who wouldn't wanna know that guy?
Tuesday was when the Halloween festivities began. I got my candy pumpkin from Mom (thanks momma!) and with my new sugar high walked down 17th street to the 'Mardi Gras' of DC where the drag queens dress up and participate in a parade and high heel race. If I was about 200 Lbs. bigger and 2 feet taller (I would be very unhappy) but able to see everything going on. After taking pictures over the tops of everyone's heads, getting a feel (literally) for everyone squished up and pushing around me, I headed home to work on my Halloween costume.
Wednesday was Halloween and I made sure to wear orange and black, a kickback to the Santa Rosa High School pride days, and headed to work for meetings and the office celebratory bash! That evening adorned in my recently finished Queen of Hearts get-up, make-up done, hair so ratted and caked with hairspray I looked like a cross between the behive days of the 60's and the royal up-do's of Marie Antoinette and the like. Ladies, haispray has managed to break the laws of physics and allow hair to actually defy gravity-- quite a feat for one Halloween Wednesday. Some girls from work, aka the Cheshire Cat and the White Rabbit and I headed to Georgetown to be herded through the masses of people coralled onto the narrow sidewalks lining the bars on either side of M Street. Alice bailed (that absent-minded ding bat never learned anything!) but people still could guess who we were and the night turned out to be lots of fun!
Perhaps the most exciting part of me week, and definitely the thing pulling me through the groggy mornings and long quasi-uneventful work days was anticipating Marty's visit!!! He arrived on Friday morning and I went on my first driving adventure here in DC (people suck at driving here) before showing him the apartment and the city. He has been here before so it was really nice to not have to cram it all in and instead we just got to relax, catch up, hang out, eat out, see friends, hang out with his sister, and just be together. Needless to say it was wonderful. It was great to have him come here, see a little chunk of what my life is like and still tell me to go out and enjoy myself while I am here. I am not a big fan of the whole distance thing, but even the short amount of time we got (he left Sunday morning early) was just enough of a refresher and I think this next month will fly by.
This week has started much better already. I am much more relaxed about enjoying myself, doing things that I like and make me happy and looking forward, but not too far forward, to the upcoming fun. This Thursday I'm off to meet Dad in New York for my first trip EVER to the land of Broadway showtunes, over priced merchandise, yellow taxis and eccentricity at its finest...I can't wait!