Monday, February 27, 2006

So I found out this weekend that my uncle Milt is like, World Class pole climber guy. Who knew? I sure didn't. I mean, I've only seen him a handful of times in my life, and during those times, I don't actually remember him talking. He has climbed a 110 foot pole. I climbed an 8 foot pole once. Scared the crap out of me.
My folks just got another organ. (instrumental not anatomical) We had one for awhile when I lived at home, but noone EVER played it. Now my sister Nancy is learning so they got another one, that works when it feels like it. I think playing the organ is probably a lot like flying a spaceship. All those buttons and pedals and keyes.
Went to the L.A. zoo on Saturday. Pretty much all the animals were asleep. People only go for the sea lions and the petting zoo. Well that's what we go for anyway. There's been construction ever since we moved here in '03, and as far as I can tell, those tractors are never actually moving. You can look into the construction sites through little bubble shaped windows in the wall - and all it is is dry rocky ground. Nothin' happenin'.
It's supposed to rain this week. Most of the week. What a way to welcome Regis and Kelly to the Southland eh? Sweet.

Thursday, February 23, 2006

Well the food was good anyway. They had sushi, and all kinds of salads and lettuce wraps and fajitas and sandwiches and veggies. Even a dessert cart came by and I got a caramel apple about half the size of my head!
The music you ask? Not sure I heard any music per se.... No that's not true, Lennie Kravitz was on first and his show was pretty good. And Aerosmith did play one song that I actually knew the words to. But mostly it was, as I told Karen, lots of electric guitar and screaming into a microphone. It's really amazing that these guys have been making albums for more than 30 years! They must have all kinds of stamina.
It was really fun trying to figure out if the lady in the center aisle with the hot pink prom gloves and 5 lbs of silicone was Anna Nicole Smith or not. Someone in the suite had binoculars and after much discussion we decided that maybe it was A.N's Grandmother! I kid you not, this poor woman had to be at least in her 50s and was dressed like, well, like Anna Nicole Smith would be expected to dress at an Aerosmith concert. It was very very sad.
And then there was the lady in the front row who was either a) Pregnant & Drunk or b) a drunk man dressed as a woman . We all hoped for option 'b', because option 'a' was just too disturbing.

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Great long weekend at Disneyland! Despite the cold and the rain and hail, we all had a wonderful time.
Going to see Aerosmith tonight at the Staples center. Haven't seen them in concert before (I confess, I've never wanted to...). It will be interesting I'm sure. Really, I'm going for the food! We'll be in a private suite, with catered dinner and dessert...Yep. That's why I'm going. How sad.
Found my wings again today. Have been feeling crippled for a few weeks. (months?) It feels like everything came back today. In a rush. Hopefully sitting still for a few moments here won't ruin it!
It's nearly March! I love March! And not because it's my birthday month. It means the end of cold, the end of ugly slushy roadsides. (these expressions being carried over from my childhood where there was cold, and slush. Not like LA) March means renewal, and Spring, and warmth! Man, it's better than New Years!

Thursday, February 16, 2006

Saw Great Big Sea in concert last night at the El Rey. Wow they really know how to put on a show! Craig and I decided it was more fun than we've had in Years. The location was great too. El Rey is set up as mostly standing room, and there isn't a bad spot in the house. Looking forward to the opportunity to see them again when they return.

Feeling the Thursday crush today. Making the Lists. What needs to be done before the weekend. What needs to be done during the weekend. We're taking the kids down to disneyland for the holiday, and two of Craig's siblings & co. are meeting us there. I should really be stressing about this right now, but I am suffused with the calm of Georgette Heyer's storytelling and can't seem to part with my book long enough to admit to the impending reality of out of town visitors.