Very Exciting News

I get home from work on Monday night and I find this message:

What could it be I wonder?

Obviously not a marriage (note the bracketed addition). And for the last single girl this is good news. My ever helpful friend that finds the message with me, suggests perhaps someone is announcing a pregnancy.

Yes I think that is what it must be. A new baby.

But nope.

It was something better.

It was a job. Yes that's right.

I got a call about a job, and in the last 3 days have gone in for an interview and have accepted a position.

I am a Field Research Assistant, working for a Graduate Student from York University, on an invasive macro-invertebrate predator. Mostly we are working on it's ability to travel between lakes and spread.

Its call the spiny water flea and it is a nasty little creature that is the biggest threat to aquatic diversity since the Acid Rain issue.

I start Monday at 8am (ouch early, and a little over an hour away, at the Dorset Environmental Science Centre) until 4. Unfortunately it doesn't pay much, so I will continue working my serving job. I have already spoken to my boss, and she's very happy for me and is going to arrange my schedule so I can do both!

I have the contract to December.

My foot is in the door, and I am very excited to finally be doing something with my degree. I feel I can finally sit back a little and relax.

The worlds biggest smile is on my face!

The Other Crush.

As if my life isn't difficult enough by having a crush on a guy with a girlfriend. And I mean real butterflies crush. That I thought it would be best to if I add another crush to my life in the form of a guy I work with. (And by work with I mean he's one of pretty much only 3 servers at my work).


Oh dear.


Add the fact that today is his birthday and he's turning the ripe old age of 21, well you see what I mean.


How did this happen?


I had this kind of pseudo crush on him for awhile. Nothing major just this cute guy I work with. And then Monday night happened.


On Mondays there's this thing called resort night, at the Kee where loads of young people drink too much and dance. So we were dancing, and then we were dancing alone, and then we kissed, and then we were making out.


That's right making out, on the dance floor for everyone to see.


Only I don't know if anyone did see...that is the question. How secret was this little rendezvous? I suppose only time will tell.

The Crush.

See we would make beautiful blue eyed babies...*sigh*

New Beginings...opps maybe not.

Lucky for us the Tragically Hip played a second concert at the Kee the very next night. I did not have tickets to this show but had to work. At first this was going to be great, we have an outside patio that kind of overlooks the Kee's patio, and therefore the music from the Kee is clearly overheard. The plan was to have a patio party. People who didn't have tickets could come, eat drink and be merry while listening to the Hip. I thought this was a great idea as I could also listen to the Hip...however this didn't happen. Instead I got off a little early and heard the last half of the concert from my backyard.

The fun however really started when I boarded the bus going back to my friends cottage to party with those who had been to the concert that night. Needless to say for the most part, everyone was sideways drunk...and I mean sideways.

The party was basically a bonfire. What I remember of this bonfire was that is was extremely hot, but that if you stepped away from it you needed extra clothing.

All night, for reasons known only to her, AC kept talking me up to her husbands younger cousin, who I have know for about 7 years but until that night never really saw. He was always just that much younger then the group I was with. However it turns out he's only 2 years younger then me (which by this time is really the same age right?). And is graduating with his MBA this month from a Uni in the US. mmm.

Through into the mix that he's incredibly good looking, and I was, and still am hooked.

I did something that night that was highly uncharacteristic of myself, but I have no regrets. As the night was ending I pulled him down a little pathway in the woods were we did a little kissing.

It was great.

Its been so long since I've really wanted to kiss someone.

But here's the catch. He apparently has a gf. *ouch* although I believe she lives in the US, and therefore seeing as he's moving back here, that relationship may coming to an end. And my good friend AC has assured me that at best she's a 'meh' gf. For whatever that means.

So now I have a raging crush. Something I haven't felt in about 2 years when C and I were first hooking up, and I can't really do anything about it, as it makes me feel guilty.

I will just have to play it by ear. If it's meant to be it will be.

Oh Dear...

Things may have been getting out of control this past week. And by may, read absolutely.

First things first last weekend was the Canada Day long weekend, which aside from a few extra hours at work was a pretty typical weekend. However, this was the weekend that never ended. My two days off this week fell on Tuesday/Wednesday, and The Tragically Hip played at the Kee in my tiny town of Bala, on Wednesday/Thursday nights. Add that to the fact that summer in Muskoka officially starts the week after the long weekend, and you have plenty of tourists, cottagers and locals all drinking to celebrate history in the making!

Due to the fact that the Kee only holds about 1000 people ticket sales were crazy both shows were sold out in about 10 minutes, only 4 days after the shows were announced, and you could only purchase 4 tickets maximum, tickets were a hot commodity. And I had 4 to the Wednesday night show. At the time of purchase I had 2 confirmed friends (SK and RR) plus myself so I went ahead and bought 4, not worrying about selling the extra.

As the concert got closer my 4th ticket was spoken for by AC another good friend of mine, and so we had a girls night all arranged. I was a little nervous, as all 3 of these lovely ladies are really good friends of mine, yet had never met each other, as I had met them all in different places. Turns out I had nothing to worry about AC and RR hit it off with each other and with the other people who turned up at my place for the pre-party. The only sore spot is the SK, never turned up. No phone call, no email.

I still haven't heard from her. And I'm rotating through feelings of anger to worry and back again. She has been unreliable for a long time, but has always at least cancelled, and never just not show up.

Back to the drama of the evening.

We finally get into the concert and it was amazing...or at least I know I had a great time, and they played Wheat Kings, a song I've been waiting 3 concerts to hear, as for what else they played....I have no idea, a little too much vodka, followed by too much beer.

I lost RR about 15mins into the show only to find her at the very end of the concert.

I ran into J, who had spent the first half of the evening telling my friends that he knew it was over between us, only beg RR to try to change my mind at the end of the night, and since I've had repeated text messages, telling my I'm beautiful, and we should have a pic-nic. When I first heard what he had said I was pumped that this relationship could possibly just fade away, and no break-up scene would be necessary. But now I'm thinking I'm going to have to suck it up, be an adult and actually break-up with my non-boyfriend.

I can't really say why I want out but I do. The whole thing just ran its course. Its been 4 months and I feel I never really got to know him, and that he never really got to know me. The butterflies were gone a long time ago. And the real kicker was that sometimes I felt more lonely with him than I do when I'm alone.

At the end of the concert, RR and I got some hot dogs, took them up to my place and settled into a very long and very deep conversation. She's been away for almost two years now and hadn't heard the whole break-up story between C and I. And seeing as she was the only friend of mine who knew him (she introduced us) it was sad but good to finally discuss those feelings that I had set aside for a year and tried to forget. It was such a great conversation we stayed together in the sun porch instead of sleeping in separate rooms. I love those conversations.

RR and AC

Me and one those Coors Lights that just kept appearing in my hands.

My Brother and his buddies rocking out! (RH is in the grey T.)

This was fairly discombobulated, and disorganized, and the real out of control events were still to come the next night...I've been on detox, since then I promise...