Up!..

...Like the movie, minus the talking dog, plus a cat that attacks my toes in the morning and likes Mickey Mouse shaped ice cubes in his water bowl.

So as the title also implies, this week things of looking a bit up. There's beautiful weather outside and I am still riding off a high I got yesterday after suriving a terrible caffeine withdrawl headache and nursing myself back to health with plenty of 7-Eleven coffee and home improvement projects in the row house.

It was the Charles Village festival this weekend, which meant no sleeping in for the weary as jazz music started well before noon in the dell and the streets were combing with people trying to pick up funky art, clothes, and accessories from all the booths lining the stained glass encrusted street of southbound North Charles. I picked up a miniature flower vase that was really like a small beaker encased in a block of mahogany wood that the deal had repurposed from bits and pieces he got from a carpenter friend who had used the wood to build cabinets for the Smithsonian. So it's like a little piece of my childhood, now holding hopefully a little piece of nature once we move into the row house and I can buy (or snip from a rougue Wyman park area) a fresh bud of flowers to put on our pub table.

S enjoyed the festival by consuming sweet Italian sausage two days out of two, so in addition to my headache, there was also a pretty weighty stomach ache in the apartment this weekend. Only Oliver, the cat, surived unscathed.

I have been looking and somewhat keeping up with some southern belle blogs recently, which I find very interesting in that the majority of them, despite the different personalities of the girls that keep them, have tons of pictures of clothes, beautiful scenes, and of course the girls themselves. I guess this makes sense - it is their blog, their snippet of time and space to jazz up, but if got me wondering how many niched blogging communities there are out there, whether I should "join" one, and if so, where I would fit. Pretty much the story of my life otherwise - with friends, school, careers, church, political views, relationships, SES's, everything, I seem to mutate in and out of groups while maintaining a strong personal identity that is hopefully capatible with others but doesn't fit a comfortable mold. I think some of this might be a defense mechanism, a fear of getting too cozy with people and ideas, but elsewise I guess I prefer to sample a lot more than others, I'm not sure.

But returning to the postively-focused theme, I have two interviews this week for seemingly to really great positions, though they are quite different than the other. I am really hoping to fit in well with the second organization I meet up with this week, but am ideally hoping to have great interviews at both so that I have more options, just like in life. Wishful thinking, and I should be happy I have any prospects that work for the area I live in and the career choices on which I'd like to focus. Fingers crossed, though, I'd really like to sign onto something meaningful soon and start making a splash in whatever specific field I am in!

For now, I should focus on keeping up with the work I've got for at least the next month or so.

But..for the grand "Up!" finale - M&K are getting married this weekend!! What joy and bliss!!! On the scary list - I am giving the bride's side toast/speech, and short of a sweet little marriage blessing I picked up online and an idea to get K's his first Father's Day card ever, I am at a loss. I imagine myself burning the midnight oil on this one - literally - I imagine myself in the early 1800's with some parchment and a quill at a sewing desk or out in the barn as to not disturb those in the farm house, writing this masterpiece. Oh my, and up, up and away!