Do you ever have the feeling you’re on the cusp of something amazing? You know the one. The one where your bones just know that something good is coming. There’s an electricity in the air. Every breath seems to pop and cause a spark. Your entire being fills with that vivid and vague tingling of confused anticipation. It’s delicious, thrilling and terrifying all at once. That’s been my week in a nutshell. I’ve been enveloped in that nondescript something-on-the-horizon-but-I-have-no-idea-what-it-is giddiness. Of course, there’s also the very real possibility that I drank entirely too much caffeine this week. Only time will tell.
Things I Love Thursday:
The Time Will Tell Edition
Spring and last minute cold snaps. I don’t mind chilly weather and I’m just fine with sneaking some in at the proverbial buzzer. My personal feelings on the matter of climate are: You can always put more clothes on…but you can only take off so much without getting arrested. * Bumble bees. Or any bee for that matter…well…not killer bees, just the cute, fuzzy, (usually) non-lethal variety. I find them adorable and fascinating. * Exciting new opportunitiesin my life. The details of which you will be privy to in about a month-ish. I can’t let the cat out of the bag just yet. * Finally, really and truly realizing that nothing ventured really is nothing gained. If you never try your failure rate will always be 100%. You will never succeed if you don’t put yourself out there and give it a go. It’s a fact and it took me entirely too long to really get it. But better late than never. * These wedding photos by Dottie Photography (with whom I am now hopelessly in love) over at Rock N’ Roll Bride. Drool-worthy awesomeness to be sure! * Entertaining the notion that what happened at Sodom and Gomorrah was actually a nuclear attack. * Truly limitless possibilities. Nothing is truly impossible. NOTHING. That includes but is not limited to: alternate dimensions and realities, the paranormal, cryptoids, alien abductions, lost civilizations, reincarnation, the toothy fairy, time travel, and finding a pair of skyscraper-esque heels that are unbearably cute AND 100% comfortable. * My honey, my cat and my family. They are an endless supply of love and awesomeness…except when they drive me crazy…but even then they’re still full of love and absolutely fantastic. *
So what are you grateful for and completely smitten with this fine spring day? Hmmm? Do tell, do tell.
We thought we would visit the natural history museum that morning, but, I kid you not, the wait to just buy a ticket was about an hour. Thank you Texas Board of Education for scheduling spring break that week and unleashing the hordes of loud, screaming wee ones upon poor little unsuspecting us. Natural history museum was out and the aquarium was in. Well, at least we thought it was in, but when we got there it was the same story as the natural history museum; it was crawling with people and the line wrapped around and around and around the block. We assumed the zoo would be more of the same so shopping at The Galleria won by default. ‘
After a quick wardrobe change we were ready to get our Gaga on and dance our butts off. We were giddy and giggly. We even had a dance-off while we waited for our ride to the concert with a golden haired three year old that I met earlier that evening in the elevator .
As we walked up to the American Airlines Center you could feel the energy zipping and bouncing and flying all over the place. The collective energy was just amazing! Lady Gaga was plastered all over the marquee and all Mama Monster’s wee ones were eagerly waiting to get inside.
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After we checked in, we went to our room, freshened up (am I the only one who feels extra grimy after a road trip?) and took a walk to Dealy Plaza and the Sixth Floor Museum. The Sixth Floor Museum is located, aptly enough, on the sixth floor of the infamous book depository where Lee Harvey Oswald fired the fatal shot that killed JFK. I don’t think either of us were prepared for just how moving the experience was to be. I think it was the footage of the funeral that had the most impact on us. The grace Jackie demonstrated was both awe-inspiring and heart breaking. I can’t even begin to imagine how difficult it must have been to remain so composed, the entire world watching as she buried her husband. You would have to be inhuman to not be moved by the scene.
