and someone likes it!
I get worried that I'm turning into my parents, and although I love them, like everyone, they too have less than admirable qualities.
But in this blog, I'm not worried about becoming a slob or having nagging tendencies. I'm not worried at all, actually.
My mom leaves notes for us. And this is a habit, I never realize I picked up. I truthfully never realized that every family doesn't do this!!
I started leaving notes at work for my co-workers. Just little things that happened, things that need to happen, or just wishing them a nice day. Well, my co-workers love them thankfully. They even told me they look forward to them.
So, I'm turning into my Mom and I'm not even freaking out.
Now, last week, she left me one that said "I'm at 1691 today" then there was a squiggle, that was a heart signed "Mom" and underneath she said "Try and eat the asparagus".
My grandparents had come to town to take the dog to the farm and grandma misread the note as saying "Mom, try and eat the asaragus". So when I came home, the asparagus was no where to be found. Because my grandparents took it! Then we all had a good laugh. Especially grandma, who offered to replace the asaragus, I didn't really want to eat in the first place!
Monday, June 8, 2009
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Fleetwood Mac
It turns out, I'm a people watcher. I like to observe them. I have no idea why I'm so fascinated by this. But I think this might be one of the reasons I'm so addicted to concerts. Because the large amounts of different people.
So, at Fleetwood Mac this past Friday, I noted a different crowd than those that I have previously come across. These groups consisted of:
Pot heads, which at Fleetwood Mac, a legendary 70's band, you kinda have to expect. They also smelled of spilled pilsner beer. It made me want to vomit.
The next group wasn't as easy to spot, until I broke out my phone to use the camera. They are the Mom's. After I took a picture using my phone, the Mom's sitting behind us and next to us started handing me their phones to see if they had cameras and then to figure out how to use them.
Group three is the nagging wives. "Don't spill the beer", "Watch, the beer is on the floor", "The beer is by your foot", "Pick up the beer".
Then there was the group who needed medical attention. We saw Medics and stretchers go up the stairs and come back down with a rather large man who was wearing an air mask. Now seeing the ambulance was a first, and I've been to Craven 4 years in a row!!
Now, the final group, is really just a girl. The girl who sat infront of my date (who was my cousin, Lana). She had one beer. She did not appear under the influence of any substances, from what I could tell. But maybe that was her problem, she hadn't taken her meds. It would explain her seizure like movements, but I'm fairly certain it was dancing.
We were sitting infront of an annoying wormy-seizure dancing hair dancer! Without demonstrating, it's hard to describe. She sat in her seat. Moved her waist all different ways. Moved her shoulders in violent back and forth manner while bending forward and rocking back. While she was doing this, she was also head banging (sometimes back and forth, and sometimes side to side and sometimes she rotated her head) with long blonde hair. Her hair was hitting people and falling in her boyfriends beer. I'm sure that she must have had a sore neck the next day. Sometimes, she'd get her arms going in the air too. But only, when she really liked a song.
People watching is interesting, but it's really difficult too. It involves a high level of self control not to whack people across the head when you witness stupid and ridiculous actions!
So, at Fleetwood Mac this past Friday, I noted a different crowd than those that I have previously come across. These groups consisted of:
Pot heads, which at Fleetwood Mac, a legendary 70's band, you kinda have to expect. They also smelled of spilled pilsner beer. It made me want to vomit.
The next group wasn't as easy to spot, until I broke out my phone to use the camera. They are the Mom's. After I took a picture using my phone, the Mom's sitting behind us and next to us started handing me their phones to see if they had cameras and then to figure out how to use them.
Group three is the nagging wives. "Don't spill the beer", "Watch, the beer is on the floor", "The beer is by your foot", "Pick up the beer".
Then there was the group who needed medical attention. We saw Medics and stretchers go up the stairs and come back down with a rather large man who was wearing an air mask. Now seeing the ambulance was a first, and I've been to Craven 4 years in a row!!
Now, the final group, is really just a girl. The girl who sat infront of my date (who was my cousin, Lana). She had one beer. She did not appear under the influence of any substances, from what I could tell. But maybe that was her problem, she hadn't taken her meds. It would explain her seizure like movements, but I'm fairly certain it was dancing.
We were sitting infront of an annoying wormy-seizure dancing hair dancer! Without demonstrating, it's hard to describe. She sat in her seat. Moved her waist all different ways. Moved her shoulders in violent back and forth manner while bending forward and rocking back. While she was doing this, she was also head banging (sometimes back and forth, and sometimes side to side and sometimes she rotated her head) with long blonde hair. Her hair was hitting people and falling in her boyfriends beer. I'm sure that she must have had a sore neck the next day. Sometimes, she'd get her arms going in the air too. But only, when she really liked a song.
People watching is interesting, but it's really difficult too. It involves a high level of self control not to whack people across the head when you witness stupid and ridiculous actions!
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