I can't believe it's been almost a month since I've caught up on my life via my webpage. It's crazy how life just seems to be so busy that I can't even stop and give a recap. Especially since it's been an amazing ride these past few weeks for many reasons.

Some great shows happened along the way. We partied and celebrated Berg and 867's birthday at McRaney's, saw Anberlin at the annoying Firestone Club, hosted Brett Schieber & cure for caska at the Studio Cafe, hosted Scott Ivey & Jeffrey Gillman as well, supported Matt Mackelcan at The Social, roadtripped to USF to see Jack's Mannequin (amazing and the most perfect day ever!), supported Fish at the Blue Martini, hosted Cartel at Grad Nite and rocked out, Butch Walker at the HOB, In Passing at Backbooth and Spacebar at The Social. That sums up my shows for the past month. Busy and expensive for the most part. Clearly AMAZING shows and experiences though and totally worth every penny.

Work has been great. I have been very fortunate with amazing day Guest tours, the *best* Grad Nite tour EVER!, an awesome "Prince" of Germany and his family, a great return tour from the UK and plenty others that were very successful! My schedule has been completely random this week with Grad Nite and I adore living "like a vampire". In a 6pm and out by 6am. It's a grand schedule. The best part is the company that I am with during that crazy schedule. What a great group of rock boys. I'm so happy with how everything worked out. Odd thing is, we have mutual friends and it just makes the world that much smaller. It's also brought me closer to those mutual friends and I love being able to go into The Social and seeing everyone we know. All these "homes" that we have here make me smile. I also got to assist with The Fray's "crew" and oddly enough, one of them knows Five Star Iris and the other I saw open for Tony Lucca last October. How crazily small is this world?

So, I've had to go back to wearing glasses this past week because my eye became super irritated due to my contacts. I'm hating life right now due to it. It's so strange to go from glasses after having them for years, to contacts and growing confident with those for a couple of years and then back to glasses. It's kinda like going back in time to a different life. I know that must sound crazy to some, but it makes way too much sense to me. It's like I have made so many positive changes to my life in the past couple of years (and still trying to make better changes) that wearing my glasses continously now for a few days just reminds me of things that went on in my life while I wore these so many times before. It's random I know, but let's just say I can't wait until I am "advised" to wear my contacts again.

So on a shocking and happier note. He called. After almost seven months of hardly any contact (and I say hardly because there was one text message in the middle of that), my good friend that I had thought I had lost for good from my life, called. And I'm happy. I'm hoping that the long break in no communication doesn't happen again. I realize why it did happen and the reasoning does make sense, but it doesn't make me happy. All I want is to be able to enjoy my friendships and not feel guilty about them. Just can't wait to catch up and move on with great moments in the future.

This is the last weekend of Grad Nite and I'm sad. It feels like this week has lasted a lifetime and although it's been exhausting, it's been great. I don't want the boys to leave. But life has to move on, all I can be thankful for is the experiences while they occur. I have to enjoy them while I have them and not worry about the future. The future will work out on it's own. If I kept living in the past, then I would never enjoy what is going on in the present.

Remember, like I told John Newstreet last night, things happen for a reason and what is meant to be is what is meant to be. I am continuing to believe that.....

Oh and I love Berg. Last night he rocked out McRaney's and incorporated the fact that I had to go into work at 2am for load-in with the boys, in a song TWICE. I heart him!