I had heard that Comic Con was an event like no other, so I decided to check it out for myself. I drove downtown to Bartle Hall and got my badge to enter a world like no other. You could feel the excitement build around you as you ride the escalator up to a land beyond…Comic Con. Everywhere you turn there are comic books, trinkets, and fantasy figurines. The best part was seeing all the people that dress up in costumes! There were a so many different characters walking around from Lord of the Rings, Maleficent and more!
It’s not just what you see around you that makes you know you have entered a new community with it’s own language and culture, it’s how people talk. It was fascinating listening to people contemplate which characters trumped others. People shouted foreign words to me trying to excite me about their products and what worlds and characters they were representing. I was definitely an outsider not knowing what they spoke of, but it was interesting none the less.
I was even proud to see my friends, The Autism Society-The Heartland, representing. I spoke with one of the representatives who was beaming with pride when I asked what they were doing at Comic Con. Her response touched my heart. She explained that whether people were autistic or not, The Autism Society-The Heartland supported people being unique individuals, and there was no better place to do that then to support the participants of Comic Con. I loved that answer. They even have a new superhero who they were calling ASH. (Autism Society-Heartland or as someone said A Super Hero). Rumorhas it that ASH will be seen more in the future.
So after an hour of being emerged in this land beyond my normal realm I had had my fill and headed home. It’s definitely a world of its own, with a culture and even a language to go with it. People watching was the best! It was exciting, amusing, and I had a blast!
Yes, like many of you, I enjoy my Real Housewives series. Orange County, Atlanta, New York, you name it I watch it. There’s just something about watching rich people and their “problems of life” that makes any issue I’m facing a lot smaller. However, there’s one thing I do love about them is that they are always traveling and getting pampered at spas.
I was always curious what a full body spa treatment would feel like, but I never thought I could afford it. Then I went to an event at La Belle Angele where they were offering their services at 50% off! I could do that! So I scheduled an appointment with Heather to do a body wrap and a facial.
When I first arrived and was asked to undress it was a little nerve wracking, but Heather showed the utmost professionalism and put me at ease almost immediately. I laid down on the table and relaxed as she spread the cream all over before being wrapped in plastic with a blanket to cover me. Then I started to “bake” as they say while she moved onto my face.
It was so nice to spend a couple of hours being pampered from head to toe. Now I know why the women of the Real Housewives series were always going to the spa! And now you can get the same treatment in Johnson County at an affordable price! My heart sank a little when it was all said and done, but I had the smoothest and softest skin even 5 days later! My pores were cleared and my skin had its elasticity back. I couldn’t believe it! We may not be Real Housewives with disposable income, but you can get spoiled all the same at a very reasonable price at La Belle Angele.
I went downtown to the studio of Happy Tree Painting Co Inc. Melissa Butler, the hostess and instructor, greeted me warmly. She was sure we had already met. It turned out that we were just kindred spirits. I know I’ve said that before, but no one feels like a stranger these days because I am determined to live each day to the fullest, and make the most of each experience that comes my way. Carpe diem!
I entered the room filled with excitement and anticipation. Could I look at a painting and make one just as good? I was about to find out. Melissa’s instructions were simple. The only rule included, “Don’t put your brush in your wine glass.” Ha!
The background was easy enough. It was the tree with a swing in the foreground that made me nervous. But I had I surprised myself at my ability to look at that painting from across the room and reproduce something similar so far. It made the creative side of me dance a little. I’ve got this, I thought with pride.
It was time to paint the tree. Melissa gave us implicit instructions to make it our own. I loaded my brush with paint. It was time to let the perfectionist side of me sit this one out. It was time to let the creative juices flow. I took a deep breath and began.
Thirty minutes later, I was surprised at how well my creation had turned out. Even the woman sitting next to me told me it was a work of true art. I liked her immediately. The group drank, painted, and chatted with their partners and the people around them. There was nothing but support and budding friendships as we all painted our own version of the same tree.
I took a break to walk around the room. It’s truly astounding that no person saw the tree the same way. Everyone’s picture was completely different. Each had its own flair of creativeness from its artist.
My swing did not turn out as well as I had hoped. I was too shaky from my medication. But I shocked myself again when the two red hearts on my swing came out perfectly on the first try. I felt like a kid again. I was a little bummed that the time was up already. My creative side was pouting. She had to go home now.
I got to keep my painting. It proudly hangs in my bedroom where I can view it every day. Thanks Happy Tree Painting Co Inc for letting me come play. I’ll be back for sure.
When we first got to the Royals vs. Astros game on July 25, 2015 everyone seemed frustrated. It seemed like everyone was exhausted including the players and we had only just begun! We were running a little late due to a random monsoon down pour so they were already in the beginning of the third inning, score at zero on both sides. I lucked out because I had tickets that were practically right on the field, and it was my friend, Brianna’s first game ever. However, as we sat in the heat sweating immensely we, too, began to get frustrated. Both sides were playing such a great defense that no one was getting on the bases!
Then something happened in the sixth inning…Astros got a homerun and it was as if the Royals woke up to finally defend what was theirs. The crowd went wild as the Royals loaded the bases in the seventh inning. Even I, the non-sports girl, was on her feet whooping and hollering encouragement as they stacked up the bases. Ah yes, this is what I remembered games to be like as a kid! Then the Royals took a homerun before getting their third out.
I was awake and alive! And I wasn’t the only one. The whole stadium was on their feet cheering with hopes of that next homerun to break the tie and take the win. Anxiety rose as people cheered for the tie to be broken. The eighth and ninth inning brought no homeruns with the tenth inning starting off the same, but the Royals were determined to take this win and they did just that at the end of the tenth! The roar of the crowd was deafening! The Royals beat the Astros 2-1. Now I understood the anticipation of the game. I had forgotten how exciting it could be! Even Brianna liked it for her first experience to a baseball game. The fans of the Royals definitely help to make the game an exhilarated experience! Although, you won’t find me at every game, I wouldn’t mind going again.
A girl just trying to find her way, stepping outside of her comfort zone, trying new things, and making new friends along the way!