August 2nd - Breaking Dawn
So psyched... I'm going to the midnight release party with some girlfriends, so I can get my copy ASAP!
Things I'm looking forward to finding out:
* Will Bella become a vampire? (I have mixed feelings on the subject...)
* Will Edward instead become human again? (I know this is WAY outside the realm of possibilities, but oh, I hope, I hope, I hope!)
* Will Jacob hurry up and imprint on someone already so he can be happy?
So when you call me this weekend and I don't answer my phone, you'll know why.
August 8th - Summer Olympics
I love, love, LOVE the Olympics. And summer more than winter. I get goosebumps when I see the commercials promoting the games. I get teary-eyed when I'm watching all those "behind-the-scenes-personal-stories" that Bob Costas loves to do so much. I love listening to Rowdy Gaines commentate the swimming matches. And I get so inspired watching people represent their countries and come together for one common goal - a gold medal!
I lived in two cities when the Olympics came to town - Atlanta (summer games) and Salt Lake City (winter games). It's so exciting to actually see the venues and attend the events. When I lived in Atlanta, they had an open casting call for all the dance companies in the area to come audition to dance in the opening ceremonies. My company made the cut, and it was one of the best experiences of my life. We started choreography in February (the Olympics weren't until the end of July) and had 14-hour rehearsals as the day drew near - all day in the sun. We were exhausted and sunburned, but totally exhilarated to be a part of the Olympic Games!!!!!! I got to see parts of the Olympic Stadium (now where the Atlanta Braves play) that you would only get to see if you were an Atlanta Brave. I got to meet some Olympic athletes. And I got a press-pass to use at any event I attended - so I got to sit in the press box at whatever venue we were at. Very cool.
August 9th - My Birthday
Nothing really to add here other than I always look forward to my birthday, even though now that I'm an adult, married, and have a child, my birthdays are less about presents and pampering and more about me getting older. But I'm weird in the fact that I get excited every year that I get closer to 30. Every woman in America now thinks that I am crazy, but I've always hated being treated like "the youngster" and always pegged 30 as the age when I could finally get people to take me seriously. Maybe by then, according to society, I'll have the wisdom and maturity to actually be listened to. Or maybe I really am just crazy.
New Year's Day Polar Plunge!
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