How in the world is it Monday morning already? That was the fastest spring break in years! I apologize for not posting on Saturday. I was still out of town, visiting with my mother and sister (as you may have gathered from Friday’s post). We got up on Saturday morning and my sister took me to get my first ever massage. After I finally stopped giggling to myself and just relaxed a bit, it really was an enjoyable experience. After that, I enjoyed the solo 4hr ride home across the desolate farm lands of SC.
It’s a very Walking Dead view, right?
No rest for me though. When I got home Saturday evening, I jumped right into prep work for Charlotte Comicon on Sunday. I did take time out late that night to take my daughter and her friends to see Jurassic Park. We didn’t get home until 1:00am. In total, I slept for 2hrs Saturday night. Then it was up and out and time to set up at the Marriott. For a 6hr event, we had roughly 1,200 in attendance, 200 of which were cosplay characters.
My personal favorites were Mini Merle and Mini Daryl. The tiny Dixon brothers, covered in blood and dirt. Merle’s hand apparatus looked incredible (great job, Mom and Dad!). And Daryl had facial hair, a cross bow, and even an ear necklace. Nice touch! Out of the 114 attendees who competed in the costume contest, these little guys tied for 3rd place overall! They stole the show!
I was glad to see them, too, because it wasn’t until after I had gotten home that night, slipped into jimjams, and curled up in front of the TV with a cuppa tea, that I was reminded the Walking Dead wasn’t coming on. No Walking Dead?! That was the absolute LAST thing I wanted to hear after such a long weekend. I was completely exhausted, and suddenly withdrawals got added on top.
What in the world will we do without the Walking Dead for 6 months? I know my Sunday nights will begin to pick up again come June, when Falling Skies returns. Then Breaking Bad and Dexter should nicely bridge the summer gap. Surely, come fall AMC will begin reshowing old TWD episodes–perhaps a marathon–leading into the season 4 premiere. Yes. I must hang on to hope and not abandon my Sunday nights.
So, yeah. That’s what I’m moody about today. It’s bad enough that it’s the first day back to work/school after spring break, but no TWD to soften the blow? Yikes.
I’m not entirely moody, though. I did enjoy quality family time, and we raised $438 at Comicon for Cystic Fibrosis. I’m so proud of all who pitched in and helped yesterday! And I take it as a sign of good things to come as we enter the final weeks leading up to our CF benefit on 5/4/13. As the SC state motto says, While I Breathe, I Hope.