Archive for July, 2005

Not Wicked, HORRENDOUS

Sorry to say, but we HATED Wicked, The Musical.  We didn’t even stay for the whole thing.  We left about fifteen minutes into the second act.  I’m really disappointed, because I’d been looking forward to seeing it for months now and really wanted to enjoy it.

About halfway through the first act, I’m still waiting for it to get good, and I can feel Hawk fidgeting in his seat and he’s repeatedly rubbing his face with his hands, trying to maintain his sanity (he is really not a theater fan and the music was just killing him).  It was in the middle of some really god-awful song, and I turned to him and said "This sucks."  He goes, "Oh, thank God."

The idea was a really cool one; how the Wicked Witch of the West becomes the Wicked Witch of the West.  But the story was just awful, the jokes were bad, the songs were lackluster (except for two or three - "I’m Not That Girl", "Popular" and "Defy Gravity" were pretty good).  The production was amazing - the sets and the costumes were some of the best I’ve ever seen.  But, I’m sorry, I just don’t buy the idea that the Wicked Witch became so because she’s fighting for animal rights.

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Happy Birthday to Me!

Hi!  I’m 28 today!  So far so good.  I am going to get my hair cut, then have lunch with my friends Alicia and Beth, and tonight the hubby and I are going to see Wicked. 

The party is this weekend, we’re going to have friends over to the house.  I am a firm believer that you are queen (or king) on your birthday, and if your birthday falls anywhere near a weekend, then that whole weekend counts as your birthday too.  So I’m also going to make Hawk take me to see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.

27 was a tough year.  A lot of good things happened - I quit my loathsome job, we went to Europe.  But some bad things happened too - Hawk’s grandma passed away, which was really really hard, and I’ve struggled (and continue to struggle) with some pesky depression.  I have recently taken some pretty good steps to combat the blues, and slowly but surely I will come out of it.  The lesson I take away from this year is "not everything works out the way you planned on/want it to, so you better be flexible and resilient enough to deal with whatever comes your way".

I guess for 28 my number one wish is to have a baby.  I haven’t written anything about it here yet, but we’ve been trying to get pregnant for three months and so far, nada.  I know these things take time and I have no reason to be worried, but this is me talking, so of course I am.  It’s so weird, but when you’re a teenager every adult within earshot basically tells you that you can get pregnant just by LOOKING at a boy, and now that I want to get pregnant I’m learning (to my dismay) that this was a filthy lie. But we’ll keep trying and it will happen for us when it’s meant to happen.  The control freak in me (hi dad!) just hates the waiting.

My other wish is to BE HAPPY.  I know this is a "duh" wish, but it’s true.  I don’t want to be a worry-wart anymore, I don’t want to be a ball of stress.  I want to have fun and enjoy life and live in the moment.  Whether I’m feeling good or bad on a particular day, I want to be able to squeeze every drop of that good or bad and learn from it.

So I will start today, my birthday, by celebrating my life with my husband and my friends, and know that there are people who love and are loved by me who wish me a special day.

Yay 28!

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So tired. So very very tired.

We didn’t get home from our weekend up north until 3am last night.  The boys got stuck in catastrophically bad traffic coming back from Laguna Seca and we didn’t leave my parents’ house until 10pm.  Yawn.

But despite the lack of sleep last night, I had a great weekend with my folks.  Mommy took me birthday shopping at Anthropologie and Nordstroms, then at Stanford Shopping Center we found a little kiosk that sold wonderfully soft things, and I ended up with this (in the lovely pink color).  Saturday night we went to one of our favorite restaurants, Cappellini, in San Mateo.  Yum.  Spent a lot of time with the dogs.  Abbey, the beagle, was just diagnosed with cancer and there’s not much they can do for her.  She had a third of her bladder removed last week and has pretty much become incontinent, which is sad (for her and my parents, who constantly have to clean up after her).  But she is much loved and will never be in pain, for as long as they can keep her around.  And Ziggy, the mini daschsund, has decided he is in love with me and loves to crawl up my neck and lick my nose.

I started my new job today, and love it so far.  Everyone is super laid back and the perfumes are amazing.  I tried this one on today and fell in love.  I filled many sample bottles of different perfumes and over lunch, gossiped heavily about Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes with all the ladies.  Fun!  We are also all admitted and proud product whores, so we sat around comparing notes on different body washes, lotions, etc.  I go back on Wednesday and already can’t wait!

Well I think I may go take a little nap now.  Cheers!

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WOO-HOO!!

I got the job!  It’s so funny, I never thought I would be so nervous over whether or not I got an $8/hour job, but I’m totally jazzed.  I start on Monday morning, and I’m really looking forward to it.  This is going to be cool.

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Horrifying

This story has me totally freaked out.  But luckily my husband loves that kind of shit.  I don’t think the epidural needle would freak him out at all.  This is a guy who sat and watched the doctor peel back the lens of my eye when I had my LASIK and who couldn’t stop talking about how “cool” it was.  Squick.

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Wow.

The lameness of people really just amazes me sometimes.  Defamer had an amazing little post yesterday about rap artist Omarion, who was in London at the time of the bombings, and whose record label put out a release asking his fans to pray for his safe return to the States.

First off, I’ve never even HEARD of this guy, and second, I wholeheartedly agree with Defamer when they added:

“Also, the folks at Sony probably should’ve thrown in something about
praying for the people who died or were injured in the attacks, but now
we’re really just splitting hairs.”

What were they thinking?

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Lucky

So last night my husband and I were on the way home from a dinner party and managed to get into the worst (and by that I mean loudest) fight we’ve ever had over ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.  SCREAMING at each other at the top of our lungs.  Yelling, cursing, pointing.  We get home and I storm into the house, get my pajamas on, grab a blanket and my pillow and go to sleep on the couch. 

So I’m laying there fuming, hating him.  After about five minutes, the light in the living room comes on, and I feel him sit down behind me.  I turned over and as soon as I looked in his eyes, we both started LAUGHING.  He says, "When has one of us EVER slept on the couch?  I mean, come on!"  So he crawls onto the couch with me and smothers me with kisses.

I said, "I was a dick.  I’m sorry." 

"Oh, I was TOTALLY a dick!"

I’m a lucky woman.

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London

I don’t know what to say, other than that all the people and their families who were hurt or killed in today’s attacks are in my thoughts.

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Bookworm

Since I’ve been working from home with so much free time on my hands, I’ve been reading voraciously.  I seriously read at least a book or two a week.  So I added a new little feature on my right sidebar where I’m actually giving little reviews of what I’m reading.  Also, if anyone’s read anything good lately, or has anything to add/wants to argue with me about ones that I’ve already read, please feel free to comment or email me.

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Angelina adopts #2

Angelina Jolie has adopted an orphaned Ethiopian girl.  Her name is Zahara Marley Jolie.  Love that.

One of the reasons I really like Angelina Jolie is because she doesn’t, like a lot of celebrities, talk big about poverty and then go live huge in their mansions.  She’s a UN Embassador and has now adopted two children in need.

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