Karan-a-go-go

I'm too sexy for my socks, too sexy for my socks, so sexy...

I guess I’ve almost totally dropped the ball, blog-wise.  I think I’ve left a million little threads out there, hanging.  The singing, the big reveal of my new hobby, the boyfriend… I’m the master of starting to write about things and then quitting midway.  Or, actually maybe it’s not just the “writing” that starts and stops abruptly- it’s also the doing.

I still have to figure out the specs for the singing.  My friend, D. is going to record it, but he’s been super-busy until just this week.  Also, I still need to get a flag.  And some back-up musicians.  It may take a bit longer to get it together, but it’ll be brilliant when it all comes together!

The other thing I’ve been doing, that I alluded to a couple of weeks ago, is- of course- roller derby.  I’m becoming a roller girl!  I love it so much, but am afraid of it at the same time.  Not because of injury, although even as I type this I have a huge bruise on my inner thigh.  Rather, I think I might be afraid of anything that makes me feel as independent as roller derby makes me feel.  I know that doesn’t make a whole lot of sense; I’ll post more about it just as soon as I figure out what I mean by it.  Anyway, I missed the skills test last night, which means I can’t be official until the beginning of August.  I’m pretty sad about it, actually.  I should’ve gone.

As for the boyfriend… well, we didn’t end up breaking up, after all.  And that’s all I have to say about that.

Ugh.  I hate when I get in a funk about blogging.  Or, maybe it’s not even being in a funk about blogging as it is letting my life spin out of control.  I’m talking about: not getting enough sleep, overscheduling myself, not putting first things first, etc.  The overscheduling part is hard to avoid; the kids are at camp this week and I’m busy, but when they are here- forget about it- TOTAL business.

So… yet again, I’m taking baby steps to get back to blogging.  I think I’ll start with morning pages (and by talking to a certain someone about the morning sitting).  And by, hopefully, getting to bed at a decent hour tonight.

Wow… it’s been well over a week since I posted.  I need to get on the ball with this regular blogging business.  If anyone is reading this who remembers my promise to sing on the capitol steps: don’t worry, I’m going to make good on it!  I just want to make it extra-special for you, so I need a little more time.

I’ve really got to figure out how to pare down in terms of my schedule.  I want to start something new tonight, but I’m afraid that if I add another activity, I’ll never get around to writing.  BUT, if I were to start this new thing… this top-secret, so-awesome-you-won’t-believe-it thing… well, let’s just say that I’d have a goldmine of blogging material.

I’m not going to spill the beans yet as to what this new enterprise is, exactly, but I will give you three hints:

1. You might start hearing me refer to myself as Three Mile Ireland
2. I might start buying fishnets and ibuprofin in bulk; and
3. I will probably become totally badass

Any guesses?  I hope to post pics tonight that will answer any and all questions.