Another Trip Around the Sun

Although it seems like just another day to me, today is my birthday. 33 years old. I wonder if that is supposed to generate some sort of emotion from me, but I'm not feeling it. I remember when I was much younger and knowing your birthday was approaching was so exciting, it was almost unbearable. Everyone was your friend on your birthday. You knew you were going to have a party after school. There would be presents. These days, I usually work on my birthday. I know exactly who my friends are (and I'm blessed and thankful that they are my friends). And, I rarely receive presents. It's just a day spent remembering that I'm another year older. But, as someone, who's mother is battling cancer, recently put it, "Celebrate your birthday because you may not know how many you have left." So true.

So although the last year had many instances of heartbreak and sadness, it also had so many occasions of joy and happiness. Weddings, birthdays, new babies, new beginnings. So, although I usually dwell on the wrongs of the world, I want to make it my goal to focus on the rights. I want to be hopeful for wonderful things in the future. I will make that my present to myself. There is no sense in looking behind you when the road ahead is filled with so many possibilities. So, I am going to try to focus on the positive. I will stumble along the way, but here's to the hope of picking myself up, brushing myself off, and continuing on.

Happy Birthday to Me!

New Moon (reprise)

Finally! New Moon opened in theaters midnight yesterday morning (or Thursday night for people like me). Since that is way past my bedtime for a Thursday night, my sister and I decided to see it last evening. The stories were already circulating on Facebook that the showings in Fargo for last night were sold out. However, nobody ever seems to remember the Breckenridge theater...thankfully. After some coordination with my sister on how early she could leave work and with my brother in persuading him to buy some advance tickets for us, we were in! Since we were crunched for time, we arrived at the theater with 5 minutes to spare. There was a line out the door, down the sidewalk and to the street, but we walked into the other door, gave our tickets to the attendant, and walked in like VIP's. That feeling soon ebbed as we entered the actual theater because it was PACKED. I told my sister that we may have to sit in separate rows, but she refused that idea quickly. So we used the other door, looked up and down the rows and found 2 seats 4 rows from the back in the middle of the row. Perfect!

Surveying what I could of the theater I found out that the rest of our other movie-going audience comprised of a good majority of girls much younger than myself. I did know this going in, so I prepared myself for the requisite tween oohs and ahs, shrieks, giggling and other attributed behavior. They didn't disappoint on that front which, even though I was prepared, was still annoying.

All in all, I loved the movie. I really want to see it again soon, but will probably wait until the DVD comes out. There were some really cheesy parts, but I suppose that's par for the course. And, I could have done without the experience of immature girls giggling at certain points in the film, that definitely didn't warrant laughter, but I expected nothing less. In the end, it was worth the time and trouble. Doubly actually since I think this movie was way better than the first. Better acting, more humor, and far superior special effects. I'm happy I got to see it on the big screen.

Now I can hardly wait for Eclipse next summer. If only they would have adults only screenings when it comes out. I guess that would be too much to ask, huh?

Where is My Mind?

I have the shortest attention span when it comes to certain things. Like just now, I am attempting to do something for work, but had a different window open on my computer. I needed to minimize it before continuing, but something caught my eye before I could. So then I start reading, flipping through different tabs. A few minutes go by before my brain reminds me that I had something more pressing to do before I got lost in cyberspace. Whoops!

I do that at home too. I'll be trying to accomplish something, walk into a different room to get something, something catches my eye, and soon I've completely thrown the original task to the wayside. After minutes or hours, I'll come upon the original task I started only to realize the day is too far gone to finish it. I shuffle the stuff off to the side to attack it again some other time.

I really don't think I have ADD, but sometimes....Oh, excuse me I got distracted. :)

Happy Halloween 2009!!

A few pics from the past weekend. I love how Halloween brings out the crazy in us all. I didn't really dress up this year because I was undecided about going out. But, for those who did, I applaud you. Your costumes were awesome!

Cochese and Pimpin' M

Terrifying banana & Cochese

My favorite hippies

Cenex guy & a Wascally Wabbit

Freakin' at the Freaker's Ball



That's me and my husband in the Blues Brothers masks

Ishmael & Roy Bunson

Our DJ for the evening

Uh-oh! Busted! :)

Elvis, me & Cher (a few too many beers by this time - evidenced by the hat)

It Might Get Loud

Ok, deep breath. I've got that funny feeling in my stomach that's excitement and anxiousness all rolled in a ball that's spinning furiously.

A movie I've been waiting to see is finally in Fargo. "It Might Get Loud" is a documentary featuring guitarists Jack White, The Edge, and...Jimmy Page!! I've probably mentioned it before, but it bears stating again, I LOVE Jimmy Page. As in, if I had been a teenager/young adult in the 70's (so disappointed sometimes that I grew up in the 90's), I so would have been one of those girls following Led Zeppelin around the country in the hopes that Jimmy Page would notice me, fall madly in love with me, then take me back to England. Actually, even now, there are some days that I still hope this happens. I think he's still gorgeous, even at 65. I know, I know. I'm married, I have a daughter...but, a girl can fantasize now and then, no? *Sigh*

Anyhow, back to what I was originally talking about. I don't know if it's fate or coincidence, but this movie being in Fargo comes at a very "Led Zeppelin" moment in my life. Now, my husband and my friend V would say my life is always Led Zeppelin, but I really haven't been listening to them all that much lately. But, last night their biography on the Biography channel was on. Now, I've been waiting for a Zep biography for the longest time, wasn't even sure if one existed. And, last night, there it was. Then, today I had a meeting for work, so to get into my happy place I played Led Zeppelin all morning. Then, my co-worker told me that this movie was in Fargo this weekend. Cha-ching!!

So, the plan is to see the movie tonight. I am soooo happy! I don't even care if it sucks (which it won't) because I'll get to see Jimmy Page and hear him play. A evening with Jimmy Page, I couldn't ask for much more...well, maybe if it was actually in person, but I'll take what I can get. Until next time...

Posters for the Movie




Trailer


And because it's my blog...




Again, *sigh*.

Third New Moon Trailer

Here's a new New Moon trailer. I guess this debuted on the VMA's the other night, but I couldn't watch it because I cannot stand new music these days. So, since I wasn't up for torture that night, I avoided it even though I knew there was going to be some New Moon shenanigans going down. Thankfully there are places such as YouTube to get my fix elsewhere. So, here is another New Moon preview. Have I mentioned I'm super-stoked to see this in November? CANNOT wait!



By the way, I don't mind seeing Robert Pattinson (Edward) with his shirt off either. Not at all.

Over the Hills and Far Away

I must have music playing while working. So, I have a classic rock radio station streaming online from my computer. Today, the song "Over the Hills and Far Away" by Led Zeppelin (in case you weren't sure) came on. It is, without a doubt, one of my favorite Zeppelin songs. Now, I probably hear that song every other day at work, but today I paused for a bit while it played. It was at the part when Jimmy Page's (love him so much) solo began. I can't describe the solo in words, but it instantly transported me back to when I was 15.

My cousin and I had just discovered classic rock and although I can't speak for her, my mind was blown away with all this "new" music I was hearing. Modern rock radio at that time had kind of turned to crap. I've mentioned before how much I hate hair metal. Well, we were in the midst of that, and I'd had enough. Nirvana hadn't become known in my dinky town yet, so I was at a particular musical juncture. Now, my dad loves music like I do, so I'd already been exposed to music from the 60's and 70's. I had lived and breathed The Doors for about a year and half, so I was stoked to find a radio station that played them...and so many others. It was revolutionary in my small-time existence. I was hooked.

Once particular band my cousin and I took to immediately was Led Zeppelin. "Good Times Bad Times", "Dancing Days", "Houses of the Holy", and "Over the Hills and Far Away" would be sung loudly while we cruised around town. I lived and breathed the lyrics, notes, and melodies.

"Over the Hills" holds a particular place in my heart though, because I have a couple of clear memories of that song playing when I was 15. When I hear it, I see myself in my adolescence so clearly, as if I'm truly reliving it. Driving somewhere with my boyfriend at the time, so happy to have a bit of freedom with him even if it only lasted for a couple of hours, and that song playing in the background. To me, it was heaven. Actually, when I think about it now, it still kind of is. Not that he has to be part of it here in the present; I'm long past such feelings for him. But, I feel driving around and listening to music is, to me, heaven on earth. There is really nothing that makes me feel more content.

But, hearing those songs for the first time was incredible. It was like someone had finally turned on a light to a path that I had to travel. And, I haven't looked back. I know I make classic rock sound mythical, but to me it is. It opened my eyes completely to how music should be. And, since I was experiencing new music and first love all at once, it was magical to me. The two are ingrained in my memories together completely. I hear these songs play, and I think back to how simple life was then. When all I pretty much existed for was a good tune, someone who I enjoyed spending time with, and maybe a few beers here and there. :) And, "Over the Hills" is a song that conveys those emotions I had perfectly.

I don't think I would ever want to be 15 again. But, every now and then I don't mind reliving and remembering just how carefree and crazy I was. It was beautiful, and I miss it sometimes. Thank god for the songs that can take me back, even if it is just only for a minute or two.