It's a Living

When's the last time someone asked you to dress up as a pirate wench and dance all day, for $10 an hour? Well if you're me then it was the other day.
My friends started a promotional company several months ago, and I was kind of feeling a little insulted (but not really....I'm 35 years old and I should know better) because they didn't come to me IMMEDIATELY and say, "Oh gosh Shawna would you be one of our Havasu Hunnies?"
Well they've run thru their younger girls, and need some girls who are dependable and trustworthy to do some of their promotional work. I, being a person who has done nearly 15 years of promotional stuff, was an obvious choice. After they got really desperate, anyway. They ran into me at the store on Thursday and said, "Hey, can you work on Friday and Saturday for us?"
Hmmmm....let me think about it.....OKAY I WILL!!!!

Our assignment: dance on board a 2 story tiki bar that floats around on the lake. It is intended to promote a new resort that is up river, and it's called the Pirate Cove. Beautiful place, I've checked it out.
As I readied myself in the costume I was issued, I had to crack up because, being a good girl, I drank my protein shake and had all my vitamin supplements before I headed out the door. You'll notice the BIG cup I use for my protein shake:


The boat itself is a tiki masterpiece, the gods would be impressed.
The upstairs, where I spent most of my time, was beautiful:




Oh, of course there were poles for us to "hang onto"


Here I am pondering the likeability that I would be recognized by anyone from my "legitimate world..."


Interesting little scene: the production crew from the Pirahna 3D movie being filmed here had this stage built out on the water. No ideas at all what this is about. I suppose I will when the DVD comes out...


How many times do you see a Beech 18 on floats? Pretty much never. There's only two in the whole U.S. So we got to see one up close....


My sweetheart made his way back from Phoenix with the helicopter while we were out toiling away on the lake. He did a fly-by:

Bethany was saying "Hi!"

All in a day's work.

I'm Lucky

Yep, I'm lucky. I say lucky because this past year has been some amazing experiences, and my participation in them was not all my doing.
Local politicians, friends, some very helpful ladies with the Republican Women's Club, cancer fundraiser volunteers, and of course my sweetheart have a lot to do with how well things have been going for me.
Without all the help, I'd have never done some of the things I've done, I never would've met one of my long-time heroes, I'd still be just reading about others who do the stuff I want to do, and now I have a chance to do something even bigger--thanks to the help from some great people.
The local Republicans nominated and sponsored me to apply for some special training for "women in leadership" and I just received my letter congratulating me. I've been selected as a finalist and I interview for a spot in the program on June 17th in Phoenix. That's almost a four hour drive, quite a committment.

After I read my letter my eyes darted around (Like how Joey on "Friends" would call it--as if I were trying to do long division in my head) I realized that Brandy and R.J. would be flying into Phoenix that same day. Uh ohhhhh....
But, good news. The interview is at 3:30, and the girls land at the airport at 4:30. And the airport is 16 minutes away from where I'm interviewing. Yaahoooo! Talk about the stars falling right into place!!!! This is probably the first time in my life that the stars have been completely on my side.

The only time I had any luck in the past was considerably bad luck. I've starved, I've been homeless, I've been in incredible pain, I've worked my tail until I had no tail left at all, I've been the outcast, I've scrimped and saved, only to to be ripped off to the tune of many thousands of dollars, taken advantage of, fought off pure evil, I've had to constantly rise above the drama, and through it all I've always wondered what it would be like to have good luck instead of bad. Now that I've tasted it I WANT IT ALL THE TIME.

Could this be the end of the bad luck? Or is this a fluke? Am I jinxing myself by being so openly triumphant?????