Across the pond

Currently, I'm in the midst of the world's worst period, or close, but no cigar. I can faithfully say that I today have gone through five tampons, where as any other day I would go through just two or three. I look at this as Divinity punishing me. Punishing me, for wanting with every fiber of my being to be pregnant. But I don't especially feel like talking about that. Not when there is such! good! news! to be spoken of instead!

Good sir the Internet, who has two thumbs, speaks pidgeon French, and is going on an Educational tour of Europe with two of my favorite people? C'est moi!

It may be premature to talk about this trip, since we depart in the middle of July and last I checked, it was October, but I have to talk about this now. If I don't, I'll have to face the bitter revenge of trying to get excited. I mean, come on. Right now all I can think about is how fun it'll be to fly on a plane again. (I still love flying, despite the binding hold airport security clenches on air travel.) Also, luggage. I get excited about packing.

We'll be touring through Spain, France, and Italy. It's in part with a lovely group. Unfortunately, though, I have to look for companies who will sponsor me in this endeavor. As an artist, I'm pessimistic. As the author of a weblog, I'm looking up. I'll soon be figuring out how I could perhaps start a donations section, probably once we actually get our sponsorship savings account set up, and then I can pull in a few quarters or two.

I'll also be holding an art show, though that is especially premature to talk about. What we've imagined is a Spanish style setting, with Spanish food and flamenco guitar performed by mon cher, while I traipse around in a black dress and yellow pumps trying to convince people that my traditional pencil portraits are worth sending to Europe. For variety, you (assuming that you yourself will be there, arbitrary person) will also be able to scan through my abstract work and stencil work, hooray! This is one of the things I'm most nervous about.

I have never been over the Atlantic Ocean. In fact, I've never been technically out of the United States. My mom and I both are super ecstatic about this. It soon will become the focus of every thought in my head. I'll eat, drink, sleep Europe. I'll take Europe baths and burp up Europe after slurping my Europe soup. I'll dress Europe when it's dark and Europe outside.

So this is pretty big. Like all the other bloggers out there, I'll be able to finally add a touch of class to this cesspool I call a website. I guess now I'm legally required to buy a Nikon, have a precocious toddler, and drink coffee and be depressed sometimes and be writing a bunch of projects all at once and oh wait I already do a lot of that stuff.