I'm walking for the ACS Making Strides Against Breast Cancer

Making Strides Against Breast Cancer Hartford

Sunday, October 17th, 2010

Bushnell Park, Hartford

My brother Ed, and his wife Sara,  and their friends started an ACS Relay for Life team last year that I helped out with and I've got to say that I sincerely enjoyed the energy and friendly nature of everyone that participated overall.  It was a great, great weekend.

Sara has actually been asked to step up and be a part of the local ACS chapter's Relay for Life committee and I'm going to be stepping up to helping out with the Relay team even more.  It'll be nice to use some of my past experience to help out and to maybe mentor a little like I was mentored.  It should be fun, I love planning fundraising events (probably should have made a career out of this somehow) and this team is a bunch of serious worker bees- they just get stuff done!  It's awesome!

Anywho- Sara invited me to participate in this year's Making Strides Against Breast Cancer walk up in Hartford.  So I'm all signed up to walk.  I'm not setting a high personal donation

Post concert ramblings and more ramblings

So I spent last night up at the Webster Theater in Hartford at the 30 Seconds to Mars concert.  I've never been to the Webster before so this was a new adventure.  Not to mention that it's been over a decade since my last official rock concert - Pearl Jam I believe that one was, not one of my favorites but my brother's girlfriend at the time's mother wouldn't let her go without "adult" supervision- lol.  So I went and it was a wild show.

But back to last night.  I was very excited about the show, but at the same time my own insecurities came out in force.  I was insecure because a) I was going alone, bringing to the forefront my lack of the simple social skill of having friends; b)  I'm 38 (almost 39) years old and attending a concert by a band whose primary fan demographic are people that I am old enough to be their mother; and c) I'm really not a cool person, I've never been one of the "cool" people, and I'm petrified of making a fool of myself.

A year ago those insecurities would have kept me home last night.  But I've been working on forcing myself out of my hermit comfort zone and back into the land of the living.  It's not easy.  I've been trying to remember being a outgoing and friendly person, someone that used to love to go out on a Friday night and dance and drink and have a great time.  I used to be a fun person and it makes me sad that I'm not anymore.

Anywho... the concert itself was awesome, and intense, and the next 30STM show I go to, I'm so wearing my Chucks and leaving my purse at home and joining in with the crazy people on the floor in front jumping and stomping.  I figure five vodka tonics will be