Farewell! See you in 10 days

It's finally happening. I am going out of the country.  Not that I don't love me some 'Merica, but I have always wanted to see what happens outside of our patriotic bubble. I had to work very long hours and control some very powerful shopping habits to make it happen but here we are!

The beauty of this trip starts with a lovely dame named Hazel...also known as my grandmother. She was first generation American from a little country called Denmark. Many moons later, I would find another first generation American from Denmark, my Viking love, Johnny.  So off we go to retrace some family lineage and meet and visit with Johnny's family that is there today. I am most excited to meet Johnny's grandmother, MorMor as they call her. I have a fondness for the generations that came before us. Johnny has been to Denmark several times and I excited for him to show me around and mingle with "our people" the "Great Danes." He keeps talking about this hot dog sandwich thing...

Now to what I am nervous about...there is going to be a lot of time on a cramped airplane. My sleeping situation is a concern when I am cozy in my own bed...so how may I sleep on a flying piece of metal among strangers and without my cuddle buddy Harlow? I see red wine and benedryl in my future and lots of prayers that I just pass out.  This is also because I am TERRIFIED of airplane bathrooms!! I try to hold it on most flights, but this one may not afford me such luxuries. I have often had fears of my vagina falling off and being sucked into the crazy force of flush. Those tiny hell capsules are scary! Plus, hoovering is hard when unstable footing is an issue... 

All and all I am excited to go on this adventure. I have crammed my fashion forward style in a carry on suit case and a large purse. I planned and re planned every outfit about 6 times, but I think I have it right. Copenhagen is pretty fashionable so I hope I don't stand out too much unless it's for a good reason.

We will be visiting some very cool spots and celebrating my 32nd birthday in Denmark. We will see Tivoli, an amusement park that inspired Walt Disney to create Disney World and Disneyland! http://www.tivoli.dk/en/.  We will see where fairytale boss, Hans Christian Andersen lived and worked on such masterpieces as The Ugly Duckling, The Princess and the Pea, Thumbelina and The Little Mermaid. We will try new foods, see new sights and enjoy one another in a place that holds so much history for us individually and now as a couple.

Harlow is nervous too. She knows when the boxes on wheels come out, that she is going to be staying somewhere else for a little bit. She is pouting and super clingy.  We will be dropping her off with some great friends who also have a Boxer. Leaving her is always hard, but I am ready to embark on this adventure with an open mind, an excited spirit and hopefully an empty bladder! 

http://translate.google.com/?tl=da#auto/da/goodbye  Farvel!




Harlow


 

The Beginning of a New Chapter

   What's a girl to do? I have been a success. A positive fire work of annoyingly cheerful energy lined in not just silver, but glittery silver. I work hard. I play hard. I look at the bright side of life through neon hipster sunglasses and hit the ground running in my favorite chucks. I may get derailed but my spirit is never broken...this was me up until the last couple months. And now...here I sit.  Creating and writing my first blog. Nearly 32 years old, unemployed as of yesterday, drinking a Diet Dr. Pepper, watching reruns of New Girl while I contemplate my next move. 
   The last couple of months have tested me. I got a new job at a crazy awesome company with tons of growth potential.  Everyone I encountered loved me and I loved them and the excitement was electric.  The ticket to play was passing an insane test called the Series 7. I had been warned this test was a beast and that I would work harder than I ever have before.  NO KIDDING! 10 weeks of 16 hour days studying and taking practice test and practice questions. Reading, rereading, crying, cursing, screaming and not sleeping. I never felt like I had it...and my hard work always works in my favor.  What the ef was happening??! 
   I had a gritty childhood with far too much drama. I used to carry 104 extra pounds in fat and insecurity. I had a few heart problems with a couple sides of heart surgery. I cold turkey left behind a gross 2 packs a day smoking habit. I left my family, friends, job and home to move across the country to start a new life with the love of my life.  And this test was the HARDEST THING I HAVE EVER DONE!
    Yesterday I clicked submit around 2pm and 15 seconds later I saw I had failed.  That little monitor and DOS looking program had this insane ability to make me feel so awful that I couldn't move. I have never worked so hard to feel so stupid. By 4:15pm I was fired.
   It's taken many many tears, hyperventilating, freaking out and reminding myself that I am still awesome and have my first international vacation coming this week to come around and out of my boohoo cryin' state of mind. Ok...it also took 5 pints of beer and a horrible nights sleep.
   I have the support of my love, my boyfriend Johnny.  He has encouraged me to relax...prepare and enjoy our trip to Denmark this Friday. He wants me to take my time and find my bliss.  I pinch myself daily because he is like a dream come true.
   So here we are...beginning a new path to self discovery. Writing not just a new chapter but maybe a whole new book.  I like my rainbow sparkle way too peppy way of life and even though I have no idea what might come next...I am going to dance my way through it and throw glitter in the air while I ride the wave of possibility.