Well........................its over. A long awaited end of a chapter in my life has finally closed. I am no longer a mobile DJ. For those of you that dont know, I have been blessed to be able to pursue a dream of mine for almost 10 years now. I stopped taking bookings almost 10 months ago, and just last weekend had the pleasure of participating in my last (sort of) gig. Thank you Annie Jansen for being such an awesome hostess. You, your husband, and the awesome (and very danc-y) party were the perfect way to go out. This is a bittersweet ending as I have been both looking forward to it, and dreading it all at once. I look forward to being able to spend my much-to-short time at home actually -at- home, while focusing on making the single most incredible woman Ive ever been known and her three children my absolute priority. The more time I spend there, the more I crave spending time there. The dread comes from a much more superficial place. For 10 years I have been the one. I called the shots. There is a certain power that comes along with being able to say that you have owned your own buisness for 10 years.........at 32. Always the life of the party, always the catalyst for good times. No longer will I be able to demand that the floating mass in front of my table, booth, etc., jump, sing, sway, scream, climb on tables, or just dance. There have been some incredible memories, both good and bad. Hey Jessica Paulsrud and Amanda Proue, remember Jesss wedding night? Yeah.......that was my first offiial gig. How can you go up from there? Jesus. Maybe up is not totally accurate, maybe sustain is better. Yes, sustain. It certainly was sustained when I watched Dave Oliver and Craig Oliver straight up get in to a rap battle to Jump Around. Sustained when I listened to a Jarhead confess to his true love (Katy Binning) & how his deployment made him realize the depths of his feelings for her. My first (of many) Harley themed weddings at Scott Briccos place. The most magical moments happen when you least expect them to. A Daughter crying so hard during the Father-Daughter dance that she had to stop dancing......so the Father simply picked her up and continued the dance while carrying what was most precious to him. Later, he and I were talking and he told me that doing that was exactly what he would expect any father to do. After all he said, what good am I as a man if cant carry the ones I love from time to time? Yep. Didnt see that one coming. That one, and a million more. You all have been so incredible to me, I owe you all a million thanks, and a million more hugs. With any luck, maybe all this time I plan on spending with Miss Elle Mae will lead to a beautiful place, at a beautiful time, where beautiful people can hold hands and exchange vows. Speaking of..........anyone know a good DJ?
Posted on: Wed, 15 Oct 2014 01:03:37 +0000
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