I thought I was going to have a quiet Saturday... The boys went on a scout trip and K4 and I were going to have a quiet "jammie day" - naps, movies, and junk food. She and K2 were off doing girl things Friday night, which was the first alteration to the weekend. (We were supposed to take care of headphone returning and junk food purchasing) But that was okay. I got caught up on a bunch of stuff and goofed off. Around midnight, I got a call from my sister... Did I want to go to Farm Aid the next day? Our very good friend wasn't sure she was feeling up to going and, if she wasn't better by morning, graciously offered me her ticket at a reduced rate.
Of course I said yes. I mean, Farm Aid? Willie Nelson (who doesn't love Willie?), Jack Johnson (love), Dave Matthews (love), Kenny Chesney (also love, what can I say, I'm a country girl at heart), John Mellencamp, ALO, and a couple of new bands to me.
I end up talking to my sister until about 1am to discuss the potential of the previously purchased tickets being displaced. Panic ensued. We wouldn't know for sure until morning, so I finally went to bed. Slept in a little, but not as much as I'd planned.
Wait. Write. Start laundry. Drink a ton of coffee. Wait. Write.
Finally, my brother-in-law calls. We're in. Tickets are not lost. Bff is not able to go (as much as I wish she could have been there, I appreciate her so much!). I panic. I've never been to anything like this before. My concert going experience has been limited to a State Fair performance by Reba McEntire before she got hugely famous, Hank Williams, Jr, Willie Nelson, and Garth Brooks (told you I'm a country girl at heart).
I make sure K2's available to hang out with K4 all day. Shower. Grab a sweatshirt, my debit card, and we're off. We park, run into someone we haven't seen since my b-i-l's first band. That's odd, but not uncommon. Finally start walking in and see John Mellencamp in the back of a passing golf cart. We wave, he waves back. Fan girl squee moment. We check out the exhibits, then go to find out seats. It's early and there's hardly anyone else there.(I'm going to shorten this for space)
The bands start. Lukas Nelson - he was awesome and has his dad's voice. ALO! Grace Potter and the Nocturnals! That was incredible! Finally Jack Johnson came on! Oh, how I love Jack! He was brilliant and funny! Kenny was up next and he put on and fantastic show. Loved it! Then...Dave Matthews! I love Dave Matthews as much as I love Jack Johnson. Dave Matthews! Squee! (by this time, I'm over the top...I've seen three of my favorite musicians!) Then John Mellencamp. I love him. I grew up with Jack and Diane. He put on a good show, but he doesn't sing much anymore. Don't hate me, but I'm not a big Neil Young fan. Sure, I like some of his songs, just none of the ones he played. We missed Willie!
We were under the impression the venue closed at 11pm - all music ceased or big fines were amassed. Apparently that wasn't the case. From what we heard Willie started close to 11:30. Dang.
In any event, it was a lot of fun. I'm glad I went!
Behave!
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Monday, September 24, 2012
Sunday, November 20, 2011
What's Been Great About This Weekend...So Far
We're at T-3 hours until Alternate Thanksgiving begins here so I'm sure there will be more greatness to add later (especially since K5 will be here! Man, I miss that kid!).
Here's the list so far:
1. Watching movies with my girls. We've watched X-Men First Class. Pretty good. Red Riding Hood. Also, pretty good. The new Pirates - better than the other two, I'm just not a fan of the actress. We still have Thor on deck.
2. Cleaning dance party.
3. Freaking my youngest out with 80's music. Ha!
4. The vast array of cookies and brownies made. And cream cheese frosting with pumpkin spice. That will go well with the weird dessert I made from scratch...fresh pumpkin, flour, brown sugar, spices...not measured, just thrown together and baked. It's a little denser than intended, but goes fantastic with the cream cheese frosting.
5. Serious laundry progress. Three more loads. Then...my guys will be home from camp...oy!
6. Good phone conversations.
7. Mushroom cheesesteaks! And chinese food! (We won't talk about the crap-tastic pizza and how I ate it anyway hoping it would get better)
8. Sleeping in both days!
9. Waking up to the smell of turkey in the oven.
10. Knowing I have a short week coming up. And having to dress up for work, because I don't do that much (no one sees me) and sometimes I like to be a girl!
11. Plotting progress. I still need a name for the hero, a title, and to work out the end game, but I will soon be ready to start FRESH writing! Wooo!
12. My kid saying she feels better, even though she still sounds like crap.
13. Looking forward to the evening's chaos!
That is all for now!
Behave!
Here's the list so far:
1. Watching movies with my girls. We've watched X-Men First Class. Pretty good. Red Riding Hood. Also, pretty good. The new Pirates - better than the other two, I'm just not a fan of the actress. We still have Thor on deck.
2. Cleaning dance party.
3. Freaking my youngest out with 80's music. Ha!
4. The vast array of cookies and brownies made. And cream cheese frosting with pumpkin spice. That will go well with the weird dessert I made from scratch...fresh pumpkin, flour, brown sugar, spices...not measured, just thrown together and baked. It's a little denser than intended, but goes fantastic with the cream cheese frosting.
5. Serious laundry progress. Three more loads. Then...my guys will be home from camp...oy!
6. Good phone conversations.
7. Mushroom cheesesteaks! And chinese food! (We won't talk about the crap-tastic pizza and how I ate it anyway hoping it would get better)
8. Sleeping in both days!
9. Waking up to the smell of turkey in the oven.
10. Knowing I have a short week coming up. And having to dress up for work, because I don't do that much (no one sees me) and sometimes I like to be a girl!
11. Plotting progress. I still need a name for the hero, a title, and to work out the end game, but I will soon be ready to start FRESH writing! Wooo!
12. My kid saying she feels better, even though she still sounds like crap.
13. Looking forward to the evening's chaos!
That is all for now!
Behave!
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Time?
....I post this picture because of the absolute love of Dr. Who that goes on in my house. (Are you sensing that my children have eclectic tastes?) They're patiently waiting for the new season to start with the new doctor. (Plus, David Tenant's a cutie.)
Anyway.
This was supposed to be about time.
There is never enough of it. Never. It's always been like that, it will always be like that. There's nothing we can do to change the universe to give us more, and even if we did, nothing would be different. There would not be enough even if you were a Time Lord. Stuff would fill it, and then there would be none. We have to do the best with what we have. Organize. Plan. And even that sometimes won't help you get everything done. My lists certainly don't help and they don't take into account the cash registers going out just as I get to the register with my groceries (yes, it happened again), or the cat puking, or the washer being off-balance and not wanting to spin the clothes no matter how many times you rearrange them and restart the cycle...ahem...
This morning I joined some friends for a brief writing challenge-type-thingy. We met in the chat room and worked for half hour spans, then reported our progress, chatted for a few minutes, and began again. It was a productive hour and fifteen minutes for all of us - well, except for the one who bailed halfway through, but that's beside the point. I finished my hard copy edits, and now have a few hours to begin inputting the changes into my computer. I don't believe I would be this far if it wasn't for the little challenge.
I keep saying it and I will continue. Get some writing friends and challenge each other. You won't be sorry. In fact, you might just be surprised at what else you get out of it.
Don't let time get you down. Make the most of what you have. Try your best. Give yourself a break when things spin out of control and make sure you use some of it to goof off a little. Oh, and listen to some Jason Manns while you're at it. You won't be sorry.
I think that's enough confusion for one day, don't you?
Oh, and don't forget to tune into Supernatural tonight!
Behave!
Anyway.
This was supposed to be about time.
There is never enough of it. Never. It's always been like that, it will always be like that. There's nothing we can do to change the universe to give us more, and even if we did, nothing would be different. There would not be enough even if you were a Time Lord. Stuff would fill it, and then there would be none. We have to do the best with what we have. Organize. Plan. And even that sometimes won't help you get everything done. My lists certainly don't help and they don't take into account the cash registers going out just as I get to the register with my groceries (yes, it happened again), or the cat puking, or the washer being off-balance and not wanting to spin the clothes no matter how many times you rearrange them and restart the cycle...ahem...
This morning I joined some friends for a brief writing challenge-type-thingy. We met in the chat room and worked for half hour spans, then reported our progress, chatted for a few minutes, and began again. It was a productive hour and fifteen minutes for all of us - well, except for the one who bailed halfway through, but that's beside the point. I finished my hard copy edits, and now have a few hours to begin inputting the changes into my computer. I don't believe I would be this far if it wasn't for the little challenge.
I keep saying it and I will continue. Get some writing friends and challenge each other. You won't be sorry. In fact, you might just be surprised at what else you get out of it.
Don't let time get you down. Make the most of what you have. Try your best. Give yourself a break when things spin out of control and make sure you use some of it to goof off a little. Oh, and listen to some Jason Manns while you're at it. You won't be sorry.
I think that's enough confusion for one day, don't you?
Oh, and don't forget to tune into Supernatural tonight!
Behave!
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Stuff...
I already mentioned last week was on the rough side. There were a lot of things that happened, or didn't happen. I kind of had my legs knocked out from under me and found myself in this deep dark place without a flashlight. One of those situations where everything comes at you all at once and the smallest thing can push you towards a deeper hole. When the coffee ruined my laptop and combined with what was a rough writing week anyway, I was sure it was a sign I should stop writing. I didn't know if I had the energy or the fortitude to continue.
But then a few things happened. My friends supported me, talked me down, let me vent and cry. B did the same - letting me ramble until perspective snapped into place and then he insisted I replace the ruined laptop. Because even when I don't believe in myself, he believes in me. And I realized that quitting isn't an option - no matter how beaten down I feel. It's not possible.
Then, I was flipping radio stations and heard this song:...>The lyrics really hit me in a tender spot and not just because I love Dave Matthews (and yes, I have a soft spot for Kenny Chesney as well). I kept thinking about it - letting the words run around in my head. (I also have to admit I didn't watch this video until after I posted it. But man. It's stunning.)
And, though still a little raw, I'm nearly back where I need to be. I say nearly, because my work in progress insists on beating me black and blue every time I open the document and, of course, my current computer configuration makes it difficult to get anything done. The keyboard has too hard of a touch and my fingers feel raw after a short bit of typing. Once the shiny red laptop comes though...
I guess this is another "soapbox" post about not giving up, about finding a support group, about acknowledging your feelings and doing whatever necessary to put them into perspective.
Behave!
But then a few things happened. My friends supported me, talked me down, let me vent and cry. B did the same - letting me ramble until perspective snapped into place and then he insisted I replace the ruined laptop. Because even when I don't believe in myself, he believes in me. And I realized that quitting isn't an option - no matter how beaten down I feel. It's not possible.
Then, I was flipping radio stations and heard this song:...>The lyrics really hit me in a tender spot and not just because I love Dave Matthews (and yes, I have a soft spot for Kenny Chesney as well). I kept thinking about it - letting the words run around in my head. (I also have to admit I didn't watch this video until after I posted it. But man. It's stunning.)
And, though still a little raw, I'm nearly back where I need to be. I say nearly, because my work in progress insists on beating me black and blue every time I open the document and, of course, my current computer configuration makes it difficult to get anything done. The keyboard has too hard of a touch and my fingers feel raw after a short bit of typing. Once the shiny red laptop comes though...
I guess this is another "soapbox" post about not giving up, about finding a support group, about acknowledging your feelings and doing whatever necessary to put them into perspective.
Behave!
Saturday, August 01, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
Andy from the Road Trip!
This is from the show Saturday night - Andy Suzuki and The Method. Supposedly the road trip gang is briefly shown in this video, but I couldn't see it. I really, really wish I would have gotten their CD!
Behave!
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