From Hipster, to Lumberjack, to Princess...

Wow, what a weekend, I might say... And it isn't even over!

So I know that my past blogs have been long-winded, and I haven't received much feedback on that, so I'm going to assume that y'all may be looking for something of a "lighter read" per say... I'll attempt that tonight... and likely fail.

There isn't much to describe my weekend except the three above words in today's post title. Therefore, I am going to use them as a way to categorize, cool?.....

Friday Night: Hipster

Now, I'm not saying that I liked any bands before they were cool (which, of course, some of them I definitely DID...) nor will I say that I prefer tea over other drinks (which, I actually DO...)

But what I can say is that Friday night was definitely a Hipster Night.

Why?

Well, I was just laying around my house, literally wallowing in self pity and having a conversation with my dad about having no friends to hang out with.

(Seriously, I was doing dishes and my dad was all like: "Hey, I noticed you're home a lot, don't you have anyone to hang out with?" My response: "Dad, I have no friends.")

So, you see where that led to self-pity. Super sad. 

I know that I have friends, but I just don't know how to hang out with them outside of school, I guess...

As I wallowed in this self pity, I received a call from Zach: "Hey, we have an extra ticket to Star Wars 3D. Wanna go?"

Now, the key word in that sentence: we. Who's we? Zach, the ex/pic/bestfriend; Meagan, the coworker/hairstylist/friend; and Aaron, the band director/mentor/ex-coworker/friend. 

Needless to say,the night was freakin' hilarious!

From the moment we got into the vehicle, jokes were cracked and hipster-dissing, cliché quotes were said all the way into the theatre. But hipsters hips don't lie! The quotes continued as we received our 3D glasses: "Let the Hipster Vision commence."

So ensued hipster movie night.

The movie was great, giving me a deep sense of nostalgia, and realization of a lot of the "subtle" racism it held. But it was all taken lightly due to the limitless amounts of snarky hipster lines being said among us. 

One of my favorites was from Zach: "Anikan had the Justin Bieber haircut way before it was cool. #hipsterjedi" (It was later tweeted, hence the hashtag.)

I am so thankful to have friends, even if it is an odd combination to be hanging out with such a miscellaneous group that if they were any other people, probably wouldn't be so close... If that made any sense.

If I haven't lost you yet, I shall move on to today.

This Morning: Lumberjack

I woke up to my iPod alarm quacking at me... Yes, my actual alarm clock decided to break, so I am using my iPod. And yes, I actually chose for my wake up to be a duck calling. (Some say I'm rather peculiar...)

I moved rather slowly this morning, but was able to make it to Camp Arnold on time (with a stop at McDonald's along the way)... Don't ask me how I did it. Seriously, don't.

Upon arrival at the great camp, I met up with the boys. (There were no band girls there at the time, eh, more man's man work for me! Haha.) And we went straight to the trails to the YBU and OBU camp sites, where many trees had fallen along the paths, blocking access. Mitch, the wonderful lumberjack that he is, decided to repeatedly break his chainsaw-- so I became pretty handy with the handsaw. 'Twas quite enjoyable.

Getting some dirt under the nails-- literally! :D

I really enjoy doing hard manual labor, unlike busywork. I actually feel like I am accomplishing something when I have to support the guys lifting a log, or saw down that awkward limb that hung too far into the path. Man's job? I think not. I could be the perfect lumberjack.

Meanwhile, Ruff and I were discussing our plans for the band and the Zombie Apocalypse. Stick with us, and you'll never get eaten again!... Wait.

I had to leave camp clean up a little early, however, and I was quite sad to go, actually. It was nice being back there.

I took my time going home, so as to not distress my car anymore... And was left with just enough time to clean up and get all nice and pretty for the Chocolate Stroll in Orting.

Which brings me to my last time frame,

this afternoon: Princess.

The Chocolate Stroll was planned out by a small and somewhat impromptu committee, with the goal of getting locals more familiar with all of the businesses around Orting. (Many people don't actually know much past Safeway!) This year, there were 52 businesses who passed out chocolate items to each of the 250 ticket buyers who literally strolled around Orting. Each business got it's name out there, while the people got chocolate; win-win, I daresay!

But here's the best part: all proceeds go to the Orting Daffodil Community Float.

Now, you may not know much about me, so here is one need-to-know fact: I absolutely LOVE the community float. I have been working on it for about 5 or 6 years now, and it has become annual tradition to help with the design and construction of this amazing piece of machinery. My "bonus" mom, Krista, has been the coordinator the past few years, so it has become rather a family tradition.

Now, in recent years, likely due to the economy, there has been a lack of money for building the float, therefore fundraising has been needed. We've tried donation jars without yielding much result, but WOW! The chocolate stroll raised $2000+ for the float committee, which is amazing in itself.

This was where I figured to ask Steve James (our super important daffodil executive) for permission to have a chaperone and attend this event and get it out there that the Daffodil Festival really appreciates this kind of community support. Now, I know that the proceeds don't go directly to the Festival or its float. However, it provides for a float entry to be added to this beautiful festival; I am very thankful for my hometown to have done such good.

It was really neat, seeing the people everywhere! There people aged infant to senior! I loved it!

All of the businesses who participated were thrilled, and those who didn't definitely want to next year.

Here are some photos. Enjoi.

My wonderful Chaperone, Anitra!

Aunt Kari.

Nina, Krista, and Brook.

Brook and Krista.

She was just the cutest. 

And so was he! :)

I know that I ended this abruptly. But I do have work tomorrow.

Please comment below or on my Facebook to let me know what you think.

Thanks for reading!

Hipster Lumberjack Princess,

 xoxo  Morgan  ~~~~

Oh! And I got my new drumhead in the mail.
I am in love....