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I'm painting. Again. Actually I'm proud of myself I haven't painted anything in my house since fall of 2009. I painted my living room and kitchen a lovely shade called "Woodrow Wilson Maize" a Valspar color that you get at Lowes. So back to Lowes, I wanted a taupe/beige shade for my bedroom/bathroom (don't ask- no walls). Currently my room is this horrid fleshy peach (my own personal disaster) with Turquoise again... an attempt to accommodate my southwestern decor a few years back. So, now it will be "Churchill Hotel Maple" perhaps its my history teacher that I tend to choose paint named after political figures from history.
Note the "non-refundable" typed on the lid... like it or else.
I began painting unsure as to whether I liked the results, but then thinking anything is better than what it is now and does it really matter, I live in a trailer and no one ever comes in my room. But, yes, it does matter because I come in my room. After the first coat dried in my little bathroom closet (the toilet is enclosed - while the master bath is open for the world to see in my room). I have decided that it will work. But it involves more work. But, I have time to work on it right?
Its Monday morning. I have one sick kid at home, I'm slowly motivating myself to do something. I've decided that I am not really working on Monday mornings. But I've already got dishes and laundry going again.
Its odd I dreamed about my two former friends of the last year. Funny as I haven't thought about either one of them much. And really so much crap began around the "girls night out," it still bothers me.
On a tangent, I follow some bloggers on twitter, and some are so serious. Maybe people are just that uptight, well I know people are that uptight. As far as this blog is concerned, its not uptight. Its me, politically incorrect, gramatically (is that a word) incorrect. I really don't care what you think when you read this, because its more of a journal/diary/memoir than a "read me please" type of blog.
I do work on my other page and enjoy seeing that people are reading and looking at my photos, I also realize as my hits go up I definitely need to invest in digimarc so I know if anyone is using my images without permission etc or trying to pass them off as their own.
Well its time for me to do something productive, and I don't think this counts. I actually have to run into town which I was not planning on but I have a sick kid who needs medicine and a couple of things to pick up before I begin the process of more cleaning. I can't decide whether to continue cleaning (kids rooms) or painting (my room). I have the paint..... but am I ready to begin this big project....
http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-chat/2577953/posts <---amazing. I'm amazed at how archaeologists and anthropologists continue to uncover how incredibly sophisticated early Americans were, especially in comparison to the early Europeans and Fertile Crescent societies.
I LOVE this song. I really love the lyrics. I've known a few people who fit this description, the arrogant types. Sara Bareilles opened for Duran Duran right when her first big hit was really getting popular. She was great, very nervous on stage, but lovely. Beautiful CD, I really love her music.
This is in Colorado, near Pagosa Springs. Stunning view.... I can't say I enjoyed driving up in the mountains, that kind of gets to my whole don't like flying fear.
I used to dread Sunday evening. I would stretch it out as long as I could and stay up way too late and then be dragging Monday morning when I went back to work. Now, since I've been staying home the last couple of weeks Sunday night, is nice. I look forward to that yellow school bus pulling up outside of the house and my three kids rushing outside to load up.
I'm tired and sore this evening. My asthma has been horrible all day, just drained and exhausted. I did get quite a bit done around the house today. Its been a nice day.
Strange thought, I have two facebook accounts, one of which is filled with people I have written to online for years and years and really feel that I have connections with and we talk. The other is family, cousins, acquaintances, siblings, people who read what you say and don't interact, don't comment. But if you see them they will comment on what you've written or posted online and I've decided that I'm tired of that. I actually believe I am going to quit posting to "family" because what is the point they aren't talking to me. And why write for people who don't talk to you. You'd think if you matter people would interact with you. But I'm so verbal online, I spend so much time writing/typing that it is a main way I interact with people, because groups make me uncomfortable. Then of course is twitter, which in some ways is like talking to yourself, yet you have all these people who you don't know at all watching and interacting and just in 140 characters you find some that you have more in common with than others. So its interesting and I get all my news feeds there. I enjoy it. But I haven't been writing here as much.
I am writing here mainly for myself, its nice. I think its good to finally feel like my life is calming down. I think teaching - maybe wasn't for me. Too much to manage peoples behavior. I didn't realize how stressful constantly managing people was.... I think it was really getting to me.
But its Sunday night and I'm not having that constant work anxiety. Very strange.
I've only loved the song since I was six. Irony is how appropriate it is for my life this year.... It truly does have deep meaning for me on many levels. To think how this music affected my life and continued to at this age. Something that I discovered when I was just a first grader still has impact and meaning on me.
Did I write about the 5K I ran in yesterday morning before going to the concert. So we got up at 5 am to go to a 5K about 45 minutes away. It was a very small 5K and I wasn't so fast this time. But I really have not been out running in a couple of months so I'm really out of practice. Its my lungs that need to work, my muscles are fine. I ran a 5K to finish without any soreness. Now after the concert I was sore.
I still can pick it up and run the last mile, its the second mile that kills me. I can run the first mile and I'm averaging 12 minute miles, when I ran the half marathon in 09 the first three miles I ran in 30 minutes. So I know I can improve on 5Ks I just need to work. I think I'd rather become good at 5Ks. When I get out there and am in the middle of a run I just feel like what is wrong with me for punishing myself like this. But I do enjoy them.
Next 5K is in September, a run for the Diabetes Cure... it finishes at the OU Stadium, so I entered my daughter, it should be pretty cool. And maybe I can be a little bit faster next time!
Soooo.... my brother in law is military, and the local army base puts on two concerts a year. One rock, the other country. Well this is the second year we've went to the rock show, general admission. I bought tickets for myself and my daughter (well he bought the tickets) so for $20 we had basically second/third row seats. My darling 14 year old daughter loves hard rock and punk music. I love concerts (even wild ones), most live music I really enjoy its one of the few things that I just really love. The show was Seether and Default. When we initially got there the crowd wasn't too bad, we worked our way fairly front and center pretty quick. Of course these general admission shows the crowding begins when the opening act begins (especially a fairly popular one).
This crowd consisted of lots of teenage girls or college age girls since it was also put on by the local university. A lot of young Army boys (I say boys because they are what, 19 or 20). A fair amount of gang members, and very few people in my age group (of course I realize that 33 is ancient).
The crowd surfing began during default. Nice. Really, if you have personal space or claustrophobia issues this kind of concert is not for you. Now, I'm fine, I was worried about my sister who had been having major migraines for the last two weeks, and a bad shoulder. My brother in law was knocked down a few times and I was ducking out of the way. Note: fat girls and boys who weigh more than 150 pounds should not crowd surf, um, thanks. Actually, I don't think anyone should crowd surf, its stupid. But, I guess that is the "culture" of these types of shows. Then of course, having no alcohol being sold at this show, it seemed to have an angry, hot crowded feeling. The teenage girls were not into the crowd surfing and that group is pissy enough. I guess they got their hair messed up. Then the little dumbasses started throwing bottles - of course the venue wasn't smart enough to take the lids off the bottles when they sold them. In Texas they always take the lids from the bottles. Oh, and I'm here with my 14 year old daughter.
I can't decide if I'm a good parent or bad parent for taking her to something like that. I'm torn. Its kind of like the parent who say they'd rather have their kid drink at home then go out and sneak around and drink with other kids. Now, that would NEVER happen in my house. But, the concert thing,.... I never went to concerts as a teenager (perhaps living in Northern Nebraska and in a world before there was the internet and Ticketmaster impacted that). But, that kind of show was certainly in an environment where I would MUCH rather be there with my kid then sending her off with a group of teenagers. So, I guess I'm overprotective but I want her to be able to go to shows and see groups that she likes. Its really quality time.
When Seether got on stage, we were one person in front of us away from the stage. Not a bad view. One thing I liked about Seether and Default, on stage, their language and behavior was good. Not a lot of cursing and really they weren't "wild" I really liked it, they weren't drinking excessively in front of all the kids and it really wasn't bad at all, I've seen worse behaved groups. Of course that is my parent-teacher coming out. I did get to see Wham! (George Michael's) Careless Whisper live..which was very cool, embarrassing my teenager by singing along. Now, it was neat. I have to say that they really did a great job with it and didn't butcher it, and kept the style while making it an awesome rock ballad, so a good song will transfer.
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