Here We Go!

It is almost Zero Hour.

I have my notecards, my crew is spiffing up the place.

I'm spiffing myself up.

In just a few hours a group of friends and I will indulge ourselves in an hour (or so) of nothing but fun.

This fun does not involve mud baths, football games (sorry guys) or shopping.

It involves laughter.

and desserts.

Tonight is the event I've been blogging about for the last little bit. I'm planning to share many true stories from my goofy life. I've asked my son Ryan to play and sing a song for the group.

I'm nervously excited. Or excitedly nervous.

I'll let you know how it goes.

Countdown Has Begun

So here's the challenging part of being challenged:

It's one thing to hatch a plan, have a great idea.

It's another thing to share your ideas and get feedback for them.

It's a whole different matter to work the details out so it goes off without a hitch.

Cuz there are hitches built into everything we try to accomplish; if it were easy we'd have done it a long time ago.

When I think of trying to do things all by myself in my own strength I get tired.
I can't think of every possible factor to host a successful event. And by the time I did take care of details I'd be so 'over it' I wouldn't care anymore.

But I have friends who know a lot about a lot of things. I'm relying on them to step in and use their talents in allowing me to concentrate on the show I'm planning to host tomorrow night.

This ought to be fun. And weird. And different. And memorable.

I just sat at McDonald's for 4 hours while I wrote my comments on 3x5 cards. It took 44 cards and I had to stop cuz I ran out of ink.

So I'm all set (unless I drop the cards during the event).

Or I get writer's cramp.

See you tomorrow!

Preparation Blues

I've noticed how challenging it is to prepare for an event, even a fun one.

There is such a thing as too much preparation.

I admire so much those folks who seem to do this kind of thing easily.
They make it look spontaneous but don't let them fool you.

I've been jotting down ideas and even writing down what I want to say. But I know that the actual evening will go quickly.

I'm reminded of my wedding day-

It took so long to plan and prepare. When I looked at the church clock after the ceremony I was shocked to realize the entire thing had taken only 24 minutes.

I wanted to do it over again just to get my money's worth!

That's what this event will feel like. So don't be surprised if I repeat myself.

A lot.

OH NO!!

I just found out that Wasoba means something nasty in some other language!

(Why am I surprised?)

I was checking my wasoblog history and clicked on the url bringing in the most people. There's a dictionary definition of 'wasoba' and one of the words used to describe it was 'douchbag.'

So here I'm hoping that folks in other countries are enjoying my blog, only to discover they're probably disappointed I'm not a douchbag.

Wait.

That could be positive, right?

Anyway, I am dismayed.

By tomorrow I'm sure I'll think it's hilarious.

Keep Your Eyes Open

By the way, I have to make mention of the ads on the blog page.
They are seriously funny!

There's an automatic function that posts ads that match key words in my post. So if I say something about God, religious ads appear; if I mention counseling or parenting, something else appears.

Did anyone notice what was posted on one of my first blog posts after allowing ads?

I was speaking about marriage counseling, I guess.

When I checked the post later I noticed an ad headline that asked,

'Cheating, Lying Spouse?' and gave the number for an attorney.

I have no idea where they got the ad for the devil tattoos tho.

When you read my blog, look around the page to see what ads they choose.

Until I figure out (or care to learn) how to pick my own advertisers, I'm just enjoying the added entertainment of random computer-chosen ads.

Maybe you'll get a kick out of it, too.

Event Update

New news for you:

In an effort to keep costs down and ease some planning pressure, I've decided to host my "Evening with Karen Wasoba" at my office conference area.

Official address is 4025 N. St. Peters Parkway, St. Charles, MO 63304

It's a smallish room but we're a creative bunch; the closeness will add ambiance...

So I've become aware of an undercurrent of excitement on the part of my friends and family. Many helpers have stepped forward and comments have been positive.

It's actually kind of weird to be preparing for this. Usually my speaking topics are very deep, serious, and spiritual.

Not this time!!

Let's hope you have as much fun listening as I'm sure I'll have sharing.

See you soon.

Overcoming Freakouts

Whew! I feel better now.

For a while there, the thought of trying to plan and perform in an event kind of made me freak out.

I almost swallowed my uvula.

But with the encouragement of good (?) friends, plans are still rolling to host 'An Evening with Karen Wasoba' on Friday, September 9.

The venue may change, so I will let you know when I find out for sure.

When I encourage folks to take risks and try things out, please know I'm aware of the fear and uncertainty such risks involve. It's freaky and scary and waaay easier to forget about it completely.

The point is to keep moving forward anyway.

I'm amazed by the positive comments I've received regarding this upcoming event.

It sounds like many folks are planning to attend and enjoy it. I'm also aware of how many potential hecklers will be coming. Those are the ones who forget I probably have a thing or two to say TO or ABOUT them...

Here's a warning:

Don't mess with a stressed woman who's menopausal; one hot flash and it's OVER!

I'm just sayin.'