I'm back.

So, once again, it's been a tremendously long time since I've posted anything. My new goal is to stop starting my blog posts like that. But I'm thinking that's not going to be a problem because once again my life has gotten all changed up again and I find myself with a little more free time. Why?

Oh, I just quit my job.

Before anyone gets crazy, let me explain. I loved being a cocktail waitress. I loved making good tips and working a fun environment. But I didn't love never being home on nights and weekends.  And I didn't love that I never got to see my friends and family. And I really didn't love that I couldn't audition for shows because, as you know, shows generally happen during nights and weekends. And if I'm not dancing and choreographing and being in musicals, what is really the point? So, I'll be making less money, but I am one hundred percent confident that my general life quality will improve.

I start my brand spanking new job at Starbucks downtown (which also means I'll be saving a bundle on gas not having to drive myself up into the mountains everyday). It's going to be more of a 9-5, Monday through Friday kind of thing, which I'm exceptionally pumped about. And in just this first weekend I've had off, I've managed to see about a billion different friends that probably thought I had dropped off the face of the earth, cooked some delicious home-made dinners, and spent a whole day with my family. There is a little tiny part of me that is stressed out about my finances now that my income will be significantly less, but the rest of me is just so relieved that I'll be able to do what I love to do and spend time with the people I love, that I think it's going to be worth it.

We put a chandelier in the entryway. Our apartment is getting fancier and fancier.

Other things have happened since I last updated, but I can't remember them all. So let's just do a brief overview.

1. I finished my summer at Stage Struck. There were days when those kids melted my heart with cuteness and other days that I wanted to punch some of them in the face. But in the end, when they were wearing their lion manes made out of yarn, lisping their way through the billionth chorus of "We're off to See the Wizard" for a room packed full of proud parents and grandparents, I couldn't help but fight back a few tears. They worked so hard. And they were so cute. And only one of them wet his pants.

2. Ricky is totally fine. Don't even worry about it.

3.  My Value Village pictures went up in-store, since Halloween is just around the corner, and I have to say - it's pretty legit. I've been trying to play it cool, like, oh yeah there are posters of myself on the windows of that store over there but, you know, no big deal. Except for THERE ARE LIFE SIZE POSTERS OF MYSELF ON THE WINDOWS OF THAT STORE AND UNLESS YOU ARE A MODEL OR CELEBRITY, HOW OFTEN DOES THAT HAPPEN IN YOUR LIFE? Let me tell you, not often.

Annnnnnd, that's about it. I promise, promise, promise that I'm for real going to post more frequently. For real. I really am. (Not that anyone really cares. How many people are still reading this blog anyways?)

But I am.

For real.

A Headache Cure

Last Monday, at the beginning of my two-week mini break in between camps, I got a little headache on the left side of my brain. It was like my body had been storing all the stress from last month and a half and waiting patiently for an appropriate time to let it run rampant. It's been a little over a week now - and I still have the headache.

You guys, I NEVER GET HEADACHES.

I mean, it's not constant, it comes and goes. But still. Someone mentioned that it might be a tension headache, which led to a dream in which it was actually diagnosed as a tension headache, but in dreamland a "tension headache" meant "hole in your brain".

My brain is weird.

Anyways, this morning was especially bad. I was starting to feel like a rich old recluse, a la Big/Little Edie, shut up in my apartment and being forced to lay down a spell anytime the pain got too great. Luckily Ricky got out of school early and made me to go out with him before we both had to go to work. And wouldn't ya know it, my headache went away.

Lil' Woody's Burgers. Burger heaven.

So, like usual, we wandered around and it was sunny and I felt better and better about life the more we walked around. Funny how that works. 

I picked up some cute little handmade cards with the intention of sending them off to my friends as a nice little I'm-thinking-about-you-and-I-love-you surprise (maybe a little inspired by the always inspiring Kelle Hampton). But then I realized I don't know any of my friends actual addresses. I know their e-mail addresses, and their facebook pages, and their tumblrs, and diligently follow their tweets, but when it comes to their physical location in space? You got me.

So maybe, friends, if you are reading this, could you do me a favor? Could you discreetly send me your address so I can discreetly file it away and then a little while later I will send you a lovely handmade card and you will get it and be filled with love and you can say "What a surprise! That Kate is so nice to think of me, and completely of of the blue like that!"

Yes, I think that plan will do just fine.

Oh, and those of you who sent me your addresses for the giveaway I did awhile back? I lost all of them. I over-zealously cleaned out my inbox of the literally thousands of e-mails I had stored in there, and my carelessness and eagerness to be finished with the task got the best of me. 

So, if you are one of those people, maybe you should resend it. 

 That's all. Happy Wednesday.

PS. My headache is gone for the moment, but I know it will come back. It always comes back. Does anyone have any real headache cures they want to offer up? I've been popping Advil like it's going out of style, drinking tons of water, and resting a lot. Is there something I'm over-looking?