If I *were* to make an excuse, mind you, it would be that I had an awesome girls' night with my friend Ali -- while escaping Don's boys' night at our house. This particular episode of boys' night included ouzo, so it is doubly awesome that I got to escape -- if it had been single malt, I might have stuck around.
Ali is also one of the "Inaugural" Board Members of the new foundation, so we were able to get lots of work done, too. Yessireee, lots of awesome work. Pages and pages of work. OK... maybe not pages and pages, but some really good discussions, tucked in amongst the snacks, martinis, way-too-much-dinner, wine, midnight snacks, more wine, way-too-much-brunch-the-next-day. And her dad (at brunch, NOT at girls' night!) helped give an idea of some of the required legal stuff (and cost estimates), too. And he's got some refurbished minute books he can donate to the cause!
When I got home, there was a message that my lovely niece had called and wanted me to call back. She'd gone to her VERY FIRST symphony concert (at 7 years old) and declared it to be: yes, AWESOME!!! Can you tell she's my niece? She'd even managed to stay awake for the second set. She also announced that she'd been allowed to stay up until 10:30 for a party on Saturday, and was very proud of herself -- I sense musicians' hours in the making here. ;) When I asked her if she'd been cranky over the weekend, she said yes, but only a little bit -- self-awareness in a 7-year-old? Awesome. :) (Mind you, I didn't double-check with her mother what "only a little bit" meant in the adult world, so I may have just been snowed by a 7-year old...)
I got my car back from the body shop on Friday. It turns out, while they were replacing the panel that dimtwit backed in to (in to which the dimtwit backed), they discovered she'd actually hit the car with enough force to also crack the bottom left corner of the windshield! So... new windshield for me. But the body shop and the insurance company both agreed that this was 100% the fault of said dimtwit, so I didn't have to pay the deductible or anything. Just drive my newly-shiny car home. The newly-shiny car with seat warmers. Oh, in a week of minus-27, how I missed thee, oh seat warmers! (Seat warmers are... oh, you know...)
The Big Awesome of the week, however, is One Billion Rising -- an international movement created by Eve Ensler (writer of The Vagina Monologues), inviting women to Strike, Dance and Rise on V-Day, February 14.
As the website says:
One of my friends from last year's Vagina Monologues, Shannon Murree, has created a Barrie and Simcoe Region dance flashmob event -- location still to be decided. If you'd like to take part, please visit the FaceBook group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/one.billion.barrie/
Yes, I will be dancing. Pick yourselves up off the floor. As nobody has ever seen me dance (unless you knew me in grade 7 and were one of the lucky few to survive it without dying laughing), just witnessing such a monumental event should be enough to make you want to take part!
Just so you have an idea of what it's SUPPOSED to look like here's the official video, with anthem by Tena Clark and choreography by the magnificently awesome Debbie Allen:
If I can dance, you can dance. :)
If you're in the Simcoe region, please join us! If you're anywhere else and want to get involved, there's a list of planned events -- growing every day -- at the One Billion Rising website (http://onebillionrising.org), as well as a toolkit to help get an event started in your own area.
Now if you'll excuse me, I've gotta go practise my moves.
Have an awesome week, everyone!