March 30, 2014
7 Things
1. I got myself into a baby animal black hole today online. It's not hard to do because, hello - BABY ANIMALS!!
2. It's snowing today and has been for hours.
3. I'll trade work places with anyone else next week. Any takers?
4. I'm making stuffed onions tonight for the season finale of The Walking Dead.
6. We decided to finally cave and start watching Game of Thrones. We haven't started it just yet because I just know it is going to take over my life and I don't have time for that right now. I am excited to start it though. That season is not cheap I might go broke too.
7. I've been listening to Jim Harold's campfire a lot lately on Stitcher. It's pretty cool just listening to other's paranormal experiences.
March 29, 2014
Saturday love.
Today has been good. I have mostly worked on my shop all day and took a bunch of orders to the post. It was a busy day for my humble (ha ha) shop. My reward was a Venti Iced Caramel Macchiato. Can't believe March is nearly over. 
March 25, 2014
March 24, 2014
Shadow
He seriously never leaves my side. I can't even pee without him wanting to be on my lap. We've got some serious separation anxiety going on over here. 
March 23, 2014
March 21, 2014
7 Things
1. I love this idea of getting up in the morning and creating 3 creative pieces before even heading to work in the morning.
2. Last night the weatherman said it was going to slowly start getting warmer and I almost cried. Almost.4. I always wanted two Cabbage Patch Dolls growing up; one that looked like me and a black boy. I finally got the black boy but his butt isn't signed by Xavier Roberts.
Get it? It's Tyrone. I'M TALKING ABOUT TYRONE. BWAHAHAHAHA!!!
5. Was talking to my friend about some people we worked with growing up and one of their names was Jamison. I vaguely remembered him but I did remember to pick up a bottle of Jameson after work.
6. I really need to be next to a large body of water soon.
7. Happy weekend ya'll! (in my best Britney Spears accent)
March 18, 2014
March 13, 2014
Fred - half way through his life
7 Things
1. The back light on our Macbook died. The more I think about it the more I die a little inside. It's a 2008, so I can't complain because it has lasted a long damn time. The problem is that 2008 models are now considered vintage by Apple so they do not make parts for them anymore. The guts of the thing are fine; it's just the light in the monitor. And because of a few dumb reasons on our part we haven't been able to just hook up an external monitor or up to our TV to use it. Today I realized that it is affecting me more internally that I dared to admit before. The one thing I can't do with out it is work on my shop. The Etsy app is fine and all but my phone doesn't have all of my product pictures on it and our PC doesn't have a photo editor on it. Wahhhhhh!!!!!
2. This morning was different than most because I spent a large part of it talking about Boyz II Men. It started because our shredding vendor told me he had tickets to see them this weekend and that it wasn't a joke; he really still likes them a lot. I of course laughed out loud while simultaneously telling him I wasn't laughing. I did admit that I probably still have 3 of their albums in my CD case under my bed at home. I LOVED them more than a normal amount in the 90's but I can't imagine listening to them now. Unfortunately, they didn't hold up for me. I've been thinking about this (more than I should) and just how weird it is considering how much I loved them back in the day. AND how funny it is that I don't still enjoy it considering there a lot of 90's R&B and Hip-Hop that I still love unconditionally. The conversation with the shredder dude made me ask our FedEx guy if he was planning on attending the show this weekend (just because I love being an asshole and because him and I talk music every now and then) He smirked and replied that he wasn't going BUT that he did see them once live about 10 years ago. So funny! I call him my vendor BFF but he doesn't actually know this. We share a similar fondness of vinyl (like a million other dickheads) and going to rock shows. One day I might actually give him the other half to this broken heart necklace I've been saving.March 10, 2014
It isn't my intention to be over-critical or snide by comparing the show I saw last weekend to an American Idol audition, but I just can't get the comparison out of my head. If you saw what I saw you would understand. Let me start off by saying I really do like Foreigner - their music. I grew up with this type of music so it resides closely to my heart. Plus, if you have ever been to one of these oldies shows you know how much fun they can be - can of Coors in hand, obviously. I should be more clear - by your third can of Coors and an empty stomach and you should be feeling good. Some might say at this point you would be happy at any concert no matter who was playing but I am not a lightweight so I tend to disagree.
By Thursday of that week I was pretty worn-out from all of the running around, cleaning, bill-paying, etc. that needed to be done in preparation for the weekend. We found out that Tyrone had won an overnight trip to Wendover and tickets to see Foreigner at the Peppermill Concert Hall and it was for Friday. I had already committed to babysitting overnight Saturday to Sunday morning for my brother's kids. That alone was generating enough anxiety within my soul that having another thing on my plate for the weekend was making me a tad bit crazy. I usual crack under this type of self-generated pressure but for some reason I went into get-shit-done mode. My first thought was no way I can't go to that but I was so happy for Tyrone having won it that I just sucked it up and said "OK." I asked to leave early on Friday from work so I could meet Ty by 2:30. His work rented a Le Bus and took about 30 employees so that was pretty cool. The last time I had been on a Le Bus I was on my six-hundredth church youth group activity and definitely did not have a crown and coke in hand like this time. I remember being the bus being a lot bigger (and cleaner) and I'm pretty sure I never used the toilet on one before either, but seeing as how alcohol and bladders don't get along I was forced to use it this time. I would have peed in the aisle if there hadn't been any facilities. I will say that peeing on a Les Bus should be considered as an Olympic event because that shit is tough and thank God I didn't have to go number two. Because, ew and OMG it would've have gotten everywhere! And then as I'm thinking about that little scenario I remember that the sink was broken and there was only a bottle of Purell to clean up with. Now I'm kicking myself for not immediately showering as soon as we got to the casino. 
The show started around 9pm which I thought was pretty late for a bunch of old men but then I heard there is only one original band member left and he didn't even show. It was nearly like watching some lounge singers perform Foreigner songs for two hours - BUT damn good covers might I add. This lead singer was a knock-off version of Steven Tyler (scarf and anorexia included) mixed with the dramatics of Celine Dione. I would not have known this guy wasn't the original lead by the sound of his voice. I have Head Games on vinyl and I grew up listening to them via my mother's love of classic rock but I couldn't point out a single member from a lineup. His hand gestures resembled an ambitious American Idol top 12 performer and and a young Jessica Simpson and her exorcist-like hand gestures that she had literally no control over. This guy definitely had more control over what he was doing. You know when people are singing and they stretch out their arm with an open palm and their fingers are spread out like jazz hands? Picture a Glee singer belting out "Don't Stop Believing" and what is the first thing you would picture them doing when they got to the chorus? - THAT!
I could not let it go.
Once incredible part of the show was the drummer. He was a bad-ass and even rocked the double bass pedal like no other. But not to let the 80's love die with the original band members, he poured water on the drums and continued to astound us all during his solo.
There was a decent sax player but not much to talk about there.
After watching the lead singer walk on the seat arms through the audience a few different times and make old-man sex jokes while hoping to get flashed by some saggy tits we were ready to head back to the casino. I was ready to go to bed and Tyrone wanted to do a little gambling. It was fun and a I would do it again but this time I would actually drink and not plan to babysit the next day. I did not want to be hungover for that.
After watching the lead singer walk on the seat arms through the audience a few different times and make old-man sex jokes while hoping to get flashed by some saggy tits we were ready to head back to the casino. I was ready to go to bed and Tyrone wanted to do a little gambling. It was fun and a I would do it again but this time I would actually drink and not plan to babysit the next day. I did not want to be hungover for that.
March 3, 2014
Jax 1 Year!
I can't get over how much he is like my brother in so many ways. And he is the sweetes and chilliest kiddo ever.
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