Good Times, Man...Good Times...

I've been extremely distracted and preoccupied with a trip that I'm taking in the Spring of 2012. My writing has seemingly come to a halt as I'm consumed by this said trip. I have a hard time focusing because I'm suffering from a "one track mind." I drive my family and friends crazy, I'm sure, and am pretty much the brunt of jokes. With all this being said, ask me if I care. NO! I don't :D

That's right! I don't care because I'm going to WrestleMania XXVIII! No, your eyes have not deceived you. I said I'm going to the WWE's event of the year. The SuperBowl of sports entertainment. Not only am I going, but I'm going VIP style all the way! I joke that I sold my firstborn just to be able to purchase the tickets. It's not far from the truth, I tell ya. :)

Okay, well maybe I didn't almost sell my firstborn son for the tickets, but they sure were the biggest purchase I ever made for myself to date. Definitely the most elaborate trip I've ever planned. I'm wondering, if you're wondering, if I'm partaking in this insanity by myself. And if you weren't wondering, I'm going to clue you in anyway :)

First thing, the event is taking place in Miami, Florida. I live in New York so yes, I am hopping on a plane just to attend. (btw many people travel from other countries to this event) As for me embarking on this trip on my own. Negative. I have two co-conspirators just waiting to make this journey epic! My writing partner and dear friend R.C. Berry and the lovely Ms Ang. We are beyond thrilled to be taking this trip together.

With the VIP travel packages we bought, there are so many things to get into leading up to the main event. Including the opportunity to get autographs and take pictures with our favorite WWE stars. We each have one that strikes our fancy. I have pledged my undying love to Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson. R.C. Berry has a real thing for Randy "The Viper" Orton. Ms Ang just loves her some John Cena. We all love each of the aforementioned so this trip is going to be such a treat!

Now that you have a little background I want to share something with you. Seconds after our purchase of WrestleMania XXVIII tickets, we celebrated. I guess I should tell you that I live in New York and that my friends live in North Carolina. We designated one person, R.C. Berry, the person to handle the actual transaction. So we skyped the whole experience. Now getting back to what I wanted to share with you.

The celebration that I mentioned, was caught on camera. Yes, there is proof. The three of us ladies got bit with the "I don't give a sh!t" bug. I was at work looking like a hot mess (hey I work with small children), while Ms. Ang had gotten into some of R.C. Berry's costumes. She was wearing quite the ensemble. You'll see how they included me in the festivities via the Ipad. Good times, man...good times...

Dreams That You Dare to Dream Really Do Come True

With my first novel, Enchanted Island, I dedicated it to my children. I simply said " Dream Big." Up until I completed and published Enchanted Island I had not lived up to that statement. I suppose you can say I was brought up to just do the minimum to get by in life. I was encouraged to get a city job with good benefits and sit at a desk for the rest of my life. While that is fine and dandy for most people, it just wasn't for me. There really isn't anything wrong with finding a job, getting married and having 2.3 kids and a dog. It's your everyday American Dream.

From a young age I knew that that kind of life was not for me. I'm more inclined to do something that has me running around and on my feet all day. I've worked at desk jobs and was terribly miserable. I'm more of a hands on person. I like to be up and about helping people or doing something with my hands. ( Hey behave yourselves ;) ) Unfortunately I was wired to want to do so many different things at once, and that doesn't really fit into being productive in our society. You know the saying, "Jack of all trades, master of none." I believe that the saying has negative connotations. I could be wrong there, who knows?

I just like to do so many different things that I can't settle on just one. Our society is just not set up to support this type of personality. You go through your school years and when you get to High School and College you have to declare majors. You're expected to pick that one subject, study it and then find a career to support yourself in that field. Again, there is absolutely nothing wrong with that. It's just that some people (me) don't fit in that particular box.

First of all, if you study so many different subjects you're going to go broke doing so. Secondly, if you're lucky enough to afford schooling for every subject matter you're interested in, try changing jobs in all of the fields that strike your fancy. No one will want to hire you because you've bounced around so much. I know employers want to know that they are hiring a person who will stick with them, I'm just saying! Just because a person has many different interests and would love to pursue most or all of them doesn't necessarily mean the person is flighty or a flake.

So someone like me is forced to go into business for themselves. I took what I was passionate about, kids, and I made it work for me. So now I have a day care in my home. I find myself now wishing to follow other dreams. I'm left feeling like, maybe there's something wrong with me. I look around and people have chosen careers and work at it until retirement. Why am I not happy doing that? Why do I bore of something and want to move onto something else? Society tells me that there may just be something wrong with me. I never really did feel like I fit in. Am I one of those "creative types?" You know, the type person people make fun of.

All I know, is that the older I get, the more important it is for me to live out my dreams. I always loved writing so, with my friend R.C. Berry, we wrote books and published them. That was a huge thing for me. Now I'm onto fulfilling something just for the fun of it. I've taken on trying to meet my favorite male entertainer! Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson! I think I love him...like...seriously :D You can follow along on my journey to make that dream a reality here on my Journey to Wrestlemania blog. Find out what I'm up to these days with my gal pals R.C. Berry and Ms Ang. I'm learning to live my life, with the knowledge that, the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true.

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I Wish It Wasn't So Easy For Me to Lose It

It has been nearly two months since I last blogged. I don’t really have a good reason for staying away so long. I just sort of took a break from everything and did absolutely nothing. I think maybe it’s a case of burn out. Everything became too much. I have this blog, multiple social networking pages, and am attempting to write a second novel. Add a hectic everyday life and there you have it, burn out. My mind is nothing but mush. I’ve also embarked on a very unsuccessful weight loss journey. I have been working my ass off with no results. So I’m frustrated, at the moment, to say the least. I also started a new blog to chronicle my journey to Wrestlemania, the Superbowl of World Wrestling Entertainment. It’s a gift to myself for making it to my 40th birthday next year.

I feel like I’m busy, busy, busy, but getting nowhere. I feel like I’m in a rut. Not much is going on with my book and writing in general. Very few seem to be interested and it feels like all my hard-work was for nothing. Yeah, I feel that I accomplished something, so that’s a tiny success in itself. I suppose I should look at the glass as half full. It’s been a little hard as of late.

I watch people who are decent struggle to make good things happen for themselves. While I see those who treat people like shit, get ahead in life. New houses, new cars, new lovers etc. It just doesn’t seem to make sense to me right now. So many of my friends are struggling and out of work, while some others just sit on their asses living off the backs of their fellow humans. Why is this okay? Liars, cheats and low-down dirty people making it big. There must be something I’m missing. Sure the grass is not always greener, but damn it sure feels like it. I still question when my grass is going to be greener. I, by no means, am at rock-bottom, but I sure would like to be in a better place. Better than those who go after things in an under-handed way. That’s all.

So here I am, once again, trying to find that positive spirit. I wish it wasn’t so easy for me to lose it.