Day 11

I promised Jamie I would blog yesterday because it had been 10 days. I lied. :)

Derby is going so well it is almost scary. Like I know things are going to fall apart now that we are doing so well or something. We HAVE had 2 girls quick this week due to lack of time... But we also have a pretty solid core. I think we are doing more practice on our level 1 skills....most of which we had mastered by the end of practice Tuesday. We all still need some work on balance. And turning from back to front and front to back while skating, and baseball falls. Otherwise we may be to the point of full contact practices before October! That is so far ahead of the schedule we had guesstimated that it makes me dizzy (in a proud sort of way)!!!!! Maybe we will be able to hold bouts against ourselves come January!!! How much would that shit rock!?!?

I think Jamie is trying to kill me...

Let's go back in time a few months and a burned through paycheck or two ago...
Jamie and I were chatting via email... she proposed that I join her on a venture of joining a roller derby league. I agreed for 2 reasons. 1. I thought I was agreeing to something kinda like when you agree to eventually be a crazy cat lady named Edna... a future goal that may or may not be realized. and 2. I knew it would get her off of my back about cutsgiving and I really wanted to keep my hair.

Now that we are really going to be derby girls... or are derby girls.. or something.. it seems quite unreal. I was really excited at my first derby bout because we hadn't really practiced enough for me to know how much I needed to do to be ready for derby. It was loud and tough and awesome. The Paducah girls seemed like these weird amazons that I could never be cool enough to talk to. Since I have practiced with them a few times and even taken a hip check from Mean Mean Mississpi Queen who is a total badass! (Okay... taken does imply that I took it well... actually I crumpled like a damp paper towel and sheepishly rejoined the pack after squeaking an excuse about having not practiced much yet.)

Last night, after a very confusing and less than direct drive, we went to a derby bout in St. Louis. My excitement at my 4th bout was different than the first 3. I've been going with a mixture of excitement and joy at sharing my love of derby with others. Last night it turned quickly to trepidation. what if I am not good enough to actually bout, like ever? I am so afraid that having gotten better through the last few practices is about to reach a standstill... what if I never learn to t-stop or can't get those spins figured out!? I have to get better and do so quickly and I am getting frustrated at how difficult some of it seems and at how overwhelmingly difficult some of it looks cause I am too much of a weenie to try some of it. Also my endurance is just not there yet... plus I worry that the girls aren't going to like me (cause I am a total dork like that and not at all cool like so many of them.)

Anyway, the first few practices in Paduch kicked my butt. Then we had several weeks of less than productive Emery Brothers practices where we meandered around in circles. Then we got a real home (and it rocks!). Jamie introduced me to the video from hell the same week that we started for-real practicing. This was last week, though the calf pain seems oh so long-lasting for it to have only been Tuesday.

I just finished day 5 of the Jillian Michaels 30 day shred. I really didn't want to do it. Keyzer was encouraging me not to.

I laid out my weights to give him the idea. And added the wiimote for size comparison. He got upset and left when I told him he was a fatty and needed to join me.

In the video, evil Jillian says something like "If you're on day 5,6,7 it's probably getting easier..." and I flipped her off.. or tried to... cause I was huffing and puffing and holding my pink dumbells.. mostly I just cursed her between exhales and hoped that either the 27 minutes would end soon or that I would die... either would be acceptable.

N...O... Why can't I make these letters meet?

Seems I just agreed to stage manage a show this weekend and I can only attend 1, maybe 2 of the dress rehearsals..... eeekkk! I am clearly retarded.

Rollerderby is For Real!!!!

When I first agreed to help start a roller derby team with jamie it seemed like a fun novelty idea. This slowly morphed into an obsession. (And by slowly I mean overnight.) Then I started buying shit for derby like ALL THE TIME. But even after having bought a laegue's worth of padding and mouthguards and skates, I felt like it was a cool idea that may or may not be abandoned eventally like all of my other temporary (and often expensive) obsessions. I was especially felling like it was a pipe dream last week, when I didn't skate outside of a couple of spins on the dining room floor with Mac. (He HATES when I skate with him by the way.)
Last night I was very excited about the idea of skating.. and of having gear to share... and of our ever-increasing numbers.. but at the same time I was worried that with no better prospects than kid dodging and push brooming the mini-skate-park area it was all going to fall apart before it got enough steam to go anywhere.
I called Williamon County Pavilion last week (I called Herrin to see if they had a big enough community center and while on the phone with the lady who was telling me they were all carpeted it just hit me like a ton of bricks.) I googled the wilco pavilion and called them last Wednesday.
I talked to a very nice girl named Christy who said that they had been talking about having ANY kind of sports team and how it would drum up business. She seemed really excited (which got me excited.) She said they mostly rent for weddings (and Cat and Dog shows it seems). Their normal rate is $100 per event plus $20 per hour if it is after 4:30! (I felt a little deflated when she told me this!!)
Christy said she was going on vacation and would be back today. I said I would come by this afternoon to meet with her. (Totally forgetting it was my anniversary!!!) I called this afternoon to reschedule. Apparently Christy was really excited... She spent a good anount of time talking about it to her manager and they had just been brainstorming about us! She said $50 a practice... roughly 2 hour practices, roughly 2 hours per week. They are willing to work with us on hours and dates. She also said that her manager (Shannon) had already talked people into coming to our first bout. They are willing to help us find sponsors and advertise and sell tickets once we start bouting even!!!
This rocks so fuckin much that instead of a half deflated balloon of derby excitement I now have a so-full-it-popped derby excitement balloon!!!!

tfln

Casey and Jamie both recommended Texts From Last Night as a funny website to read. "I wish I had a penis so I could dick slap that bitch right now" remains a favorite.

Vacation

So I spent all of my vacation time that I had saved in the least fun way imaginable... with pneumonia in March.... So instead of taking a full week and actually going somewhere or better yet, remodeling my bathrooms, I am taking 2 days plus the required July 3rd.

We planned to go to the cabin Sunday, but after having shared a bottle of vokda and a 6 pack of smirnoff wild grape with rick and a bottle of hot damn burst with clusky, I did not feel much like getting out of bed at the ass crack of dawn to go paint in the heat on Sunday.

Jamody neighbor gifted us boom blox2. (Jeremy was pleased that they dubbed us Lizeremy and not Jizzard) We ended up staying up until riduculous late playing it and so we got a late start on Monday.

We got to the cabin and it feels a little like I have done nothing but paint and watch Monk since. (We watched Seasons 1 and 2... but I was asleep for 2 discs... jeremy does not seem to undestand that getting up at 7 am is NOT a part of vacation!) So yeah.. gonna need more paint to finish everything.

I have work in the morning and I am hoping to get on some skates tomorrow afternoon... though I need to fix the mancave window (I assume the shits that tagged it are the same ones taht busted out all of the glass... good thing the windows are barred.)

Jeremy is off all week, and I didn't know about it until it was too late to plan much.. so I am here for the next 2 days and headed back to him Thursday night or Friday morning. I hope he uses up the rest of the blue paint so I don't have much left to do when I go back.

I also hope I can get my computer working and my cutter going before I go back. Oh and I left my wii there so the only thing to keep me distracted here is the internet... and my vinyl cutter... and my roller derby book that I am almost finished with.. and my knitting... and my embroidery machine.... and the bathroom remodel taht i need to do... and the incredibly busy upcoming 2 days at work.....

Derby News

I am soooo excited about Derby today!

Yesterday I found a pair of skates at a yard sale... Speed skates... like... for real derby skates.

Here's a link to what they would have been brand new! ($132!) I bought them for $15.

Here are a couple of pictures of them.

I also bought new laces at hot topic and added them to get This:

They fit beatifully, which makes me want to go try them out (since I won't be able to practice ALL WEEK this week!)

I'm ESPECIALLY pumped after seeing the bout last night! The atomics and our girl Krush kicked some ASS! It was incredibly exciting!!! And also confusing, as we couldn't really see super well. I think I am going to read all of the derby rules.... and go to the Evansville bout this coming weekend with my derby fiancee.

For now... maybe we can skate today and I also need to wii active. Oh And I need to go to Dick's to get better pads..

AND There's that derby name issue.

Derby Wife

Jamie asked me to be her Derby Wife!!!
For the 99.9% of people I know who do not have an interest in Derby - a derby wife is the person that you OBSESS about Derby with. It's weird how quickly derby becomes a drug... you live it... you breathe it.. you dream about it (well that and being attacked by panthers!).... Derby is all-consuming and AWESOME!!! Most people don't seem to get that... so derby girls tend to take a derby wife... and Jamie is going to be mine....

Which means we could do some kind of awesome co-name!!!

Derby name

SO.... the biggest piece of the derby puzzle is a name....

I mean... getting on a team.. having the skills... sticking with it... buying the gear... all are important ... but having a name... That's for real.

I wanted Princess Slaya sooo badly. (Mostly so Jamie would not make me cut my hair!)
That or Lady Go-Die-Va.

Then Queen Eliza-death.

Seems everything I think of is taken.

Right now I am leaning toward being Cook-E with a number of the square root of 666. (Think Bloodhound gang.)

Idk.

I will have to make a list of all of the characters of everything I love...

Also Lena has suggested I go with kitty themes... not sure what I can do there.

Weird Stuff in my car...

As Jamie pointed out, I have a LOT of weird stuff in my car. For instance - today I had a unicycle, some old records (including dracula's greatest hits), wine, 2 mouthguards, cheer beer, kneepads, tweezers.... Yeah... that's pretty weird.

I also almost added "Rollerboi" for Nate...

My first experience with roller derby

So Jamie has talked me into this crazy idea of hers that there is a chance that I might participate in something semi-athletic. Riiiight.
We went to the skating rink in Marion last night and other than once when I was standing still I didn't have much trouble with not falling down. I think with some practice I could actually do this.... that and some padding... and an inhaler.
So day 1 of becoming a roller derby girl - not too bad - need a wrist brace (typing is not so easy with a slightly injured wrist.)

Cakewrecks *snort*

I just introduced Bill (The guy across the hall at work) to Cakewrecks. I merrily snorted through several postings and then had to show him the poo-surfing hotdogs from the "to the pain" posting.. one of my favorites.
Not sure he really "got" it... but he made polite conversation about it, as I refilled my candy jars today and therefore I have a pretty appealing office.

I realized that perhaps my need to keep chocolate available on my desk is a direct result of my love of the Princess Bride... The chocolate coating helps it (my weirdness) go down easier.

My house is mad at me....

So I gave in and let Jeremy buy a cabin. (Note that I said JER bought the cabin - not my idea and I am not exactly thrilled about it.)
We both fell asleep in the living room last night and I woke up this morning at 6 to take a shower in hopes that I don't get to work at 8ish with drippy hair. I merrily tromped my way to the shower. (And by that I mean I zombie walked there stopping to feed the cats on the way.)
I hopped in the shower and had about 2 seconds of gloriously warm high-pressured water. Then it dropped off to the "someone flushed the mancave toilet leaving you straddling the faucet" trickle. I HATE HATE HATE hate low-pressure showers. It takes FOREVER to get the shampoo out of my hair. FOR-EV-ER.
Of course I assumed Jeremy did something - nope.. he was asleep. And now he is taking a perfectly high pressure shower. House... I feel the need to remind you that it was JEREMY who bought the cabin... be mad at him!

Blogging

Here's the thing about blogging... I always mocked it.. but now I have a blog. Possibly with readers one day and everything.

For now.. It's gonna be about randomness.. yard sales... the cabin... etc. One day it may be entirely devoted to posts about bad grammar and slaying of apostrophes.