I need some justification

Saturday - tickets go on sale for two of my favorite bands.  TWO.  Yes!!!  Wait for it....


SILVERSUN PICKUPS IS OPENING UP FOR MUSE.  AND THEY ARE GOING TO BE IN MY TOWN!


Ok, so technically its the town next to me, but I'm willing to drive 1/2 an hour.  I'm also willing to spend money I don't have to see the BEST LIVE BAND EVER.   The only problem is justifying it.  I don't think I actually can, so if the ticket fairy is out there anywhere.....I need to see MUSE.  Seriously.

Did you know I like wine?

If you've read my blog at all you know I like wine.  Red wine.  I also like margaritas and vodka and NO, I am not a total lush, but I play one on TV.  HAHAHA!  Guess what?  I have an empty liquor cabinet/wine cellar.  OK, I don't have a wine cellar.  I WISH I had a wine cellar, but I do have a place where I put the bottles.  

Anyway, we never go anywhere for New Year's Eve.  I hate, Hate, HATE crowds and drunk people (unless they are me).  And it never fails that the time I draw designated driver its the worst possible party on the face of the planet with a bunch of drunk people who can't talk or has any form of intelligence what-so-ever.  Its also next to impossible to get a babysitter.

So I'm thinking of killing two birds with one stone, and possibly my sanity at the same time.  A kids sleepover.  Yes, on New Year's eve.    The genius in my plan:  Admission to the New Year's Eve Sleepover at my house - a bottle of your finest ______.  One - parents get to go out with no kids and I get to restock the liquor cabinet/wine closet.

I haven't run it by the husband yet, but I think its a winner.  Dang, I'm inventive.  

These didn't make the grade.

I've been concentrating on art. Yes, Art. I tend to get weird when I'm doing that. Loose focus on the every day matters. Its hard to be creative when its busy around you. Kids especially. Don't get me wrong. THEY COME FIRST, but when you are on a roll....

I've gotten some good feedback, no feedback - that's the hard part the no feedback. I like feedback. Good or Bad. Comments means people are looking.

Lately I've gotten more good photos than bad. That means I'm improving so any feedback anyone gives me good or bad will help me improve more. These are some of the pictures I liked, but didn't quite make the grade for the photo blog. Let me know what you think.

Enjoy!

Me: According to my iPod

I stole this post idea from phairhead, who stole it from her blogger wife Cheeks over at http://alltheleatherkidswereloud.blogspot.com.


1. Go to Ipod
2. Press shuffle
3.Press play. No cheating. No skipping.
4.Type the song title for each category that has randomly appeared on Ipod.

Enjoy!!!

Opening Credits: Starlight: Muse

Nice way to wake up, Muse gets my blood pumping.

Waking Up: Nowhere Fast: The Smiths
Need Coffee

Average Day: Nearly Lost You: Screeming Trees

HMMM

First Date: Love is Stronger Than Death: The The
Well, I guess it was deep

Love Scene: I Caught Myself: Paramore

I always feel so much emotion from Paramore.

Fight Scene: Nothing Pure Can Stay: Audrye Sessions

I'd fail miserably if this was my fight song - shuffle-fail.

Breaking Up: Monkey Wrench: Foo Fighters

I would NEVER break up with the Foos.

Making Up: Clocks: Coldplay

I would make up with Coldplay

Secret Love: Hang Me Up to Dry: Cold War Kids

:0

Life's Okay: I Wanna Be Adored: Stone Roses

Yes, yes & yes

Mental Breakdown: Pink Floyd: Time

Totally.

Driving: Feeling Love: Paula Cole

I must really love my car

Deep Thought: Werewolves of London: Warren Zevon

Not exactly deep thought - more flashback or Happy Dance, but the iPod doesn't lie right?

FlashBack: Electric Feel: MGMT

Okay...but it does have an 80's feel right

Partying: The Mind of Love: k.d. lang

This whole disc gives me a warm lovey feeling.

Happy Dance: CrushCrushCrush: Paramore

~~Dancing~~

Regretting: More Human than Human Rob Zombie

??? More like regretting this on my iPod.

Long Night Alone: Houses of the Holy: Led Zeppelin
~~~Smiles~~~I would be getting into trouble here

Final Battle: Lazy Eye: Silver Sun Pickups

I would be organized - and I would prevail.

Death Scene: The Pretender: Foo Fighters
At least I would go out with a BANG.

Closing Credits: William it Was Really Nothing, The Smiths
HA! HA! HA! - I do love the Smiths.

By the way by people, I feel that I'm off by one on many of the "subjects" does that mean I'm off kilter?

Filler

Tired - nothing to say - going to bed.

At least I still posted.

14 years is a lot isn't it?

I didn't marry that strong silent type - that compassionate man who sweeps you off your feet - that one that all teenage girls dream about - you know like Edward the vampire. Instead I married a slightly hairy Jewish amateur comedian with an addiction to video games and burping really loud at the dinner table.

He sings songs like - Corn Rollin', Chicken Chili Burger Fries - this is what I'm hungry for and Tacos. Actually, I don't think he's ever sung a song named Tacos - but I'll have him write one just for the occasion.

He stays up WAY to late. He likes to come home and sit in his recliner with one sock on (yes I said one sock - I call it the Michael Jackson sock look).

As appealing as that sexy silent man is, I know I would be bored in about 48 hours. So honey, Happy Anniversary - thank you for 14 great, 98% funny and 2% frustrating years.

That's it for me today.

Today was just one of THOSE days. I'm going to invoke the Don't Ask, Don't Tell.

See you tomorrow.

62 Stitches

George took 62 stitches after an argument between the boys. I'm not a trained surgeon, but I did the best that I could. I think he's going to survive. He now has a few "stuffing" underarm hairs and he probably won't have full range of motion in that arm, but as it was an almost 3/4 amputation, so I think it all worked out the best it could.

I'm half way through

OMGI'mhalfwaythroughNaBloPoMo.Ialsohadlike7glassesofteaatdinneranditwasn'tecaffeinated.Notagoodthingforsomeone

alreadywiredonSudafed.Sicknessnobetter.

ButI'mwiredenoughtocleanoutaclosetrightthissecond.

The good, the bad and the tired.

I had the most awesome afternoon, after a morning of sucking. The husband left at about 1:30 to go to the hospital because his mother who had been in ICU for the past week was being intubated. He got home at 4 and got up at 8 so he could take E to his soccer game. Bless his heart. I got the soccer party at 11:30. After that I came home and me and the two boys piled our bikes on the car and drove over to the lake.

9 miles around the lake without too much trouble. We had to stop a few time for water and just to rest and one final time for instructions on riding down the hill along side Garland Road. But they did beautifully, had a great time and got a little exercise. Hopefully we won't have trouble going to sleep tonight. It might not have been the smartest thing to do when you have bronchitis, but my body felt good getting the exercise - even if I can't breathe very well - and the weather was perfect. It was worth it because I had the best time with the boys.

On the mother-in-law front, we've just learned that she's had a heart attack this afternoon and is only using 35% of her heart - prayers are greatly appreciated. Her name is Betsy if you would like to personalize it - they are greatly appreciated.

Over the Counter Meds, Paranoia & untapped energy.

I'm sure I've mentioned on more than one occassion - medicine/drugs are not my friend. Especially decongestants. Well, with stuffed or blocked everything I just plain can't function without a decongestant. So I chose the one that does me the least amount of damage.

SURPRISE. I'm slightly paranoid. I said it, I also have boundless amounts of energy, am talking about 90 miles a minute. Unfortunately I have no one to talk to so its all in my head. I'm not sure that's a good thing, but I can't help it. I've decided to use it to clean. I don't think I've ever accomplished so much that didn't need to be done or doesn't show. Cleaned out and organized the pantry. I somehow managed to empty the dishwasher while my eggs were in the pan and I didn't burn them - SEE?!?! Laundry, car, paperwork, trash. I would deserve a reward if I was not sick, but sick, I deserve the Congressional Medal of Cleaning and if there is not one, they should make one, just for me.

Dear President Obama: The unemployed or SAHM of the world need a special award for their tireless work and no salary.....

AAAAAAAAHHHHH! The linen closet is calling.

Sick Bed

I went to the doctor this morning, because I woke up and felt like crap. I have no health insurance - DAMN ECONOMY - so I really have to feel bad to go. I have:

Bronchitis

Pharyngitis

A sinus infection

blocked eustation tubes

I got antibiotics & a 90 day supply of Xanax. I'm off to bed now.

NEWS FLASH

I feel sick. I sound two octaves and "throatier" than Kathleen Turner. My ear drums might explode and I am officially going to bed. It also hurts when I cough, so I'm trying not to do that.

Hopefully tomorrow I will wake up all better. If not, I'm napping the WHOLE time the kids are in school.

Seriously.

There is never enough padding.

I have a sensitive backside. What can I say - I'm a tough old bird, until it comes to my a**. I went bike riding Sunday, to the lake, then around the lake. I crapped out and decided that I couldn't make it up the big giant hill to come home. My husband was kind enough to come and pick me up and take me home - YEA HUSBAND! I'm pretty sure that I won't get that treatment a second time.

I've got a new back tire and today I went and got a big giant gel seat. It has been hell the past two days sitting on anything other than a pillow. Because my cheeks are still a little sensitive, I have a gel pad over the gel seat. I hope that will protect my precious trunk.

I'm going to start riding the lake a couple times a week in addition to my walking, so I can get the remainder of my baby weight off. I've gotten off 20 lbs so far. I'm looking forward to getting another 20 off.

Wish me luck.