Sunday, October 31, 2010

Johnny Flynn ~ The Water



Busy day with the kids, but I just love this song. So beautiful. He can do no wrong.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Paper Mama's Photo Challenge ~ Black & White

Even when the leaves are at their most beautiful, black and white is still awesome.


The Paper Mama

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

The Wishful Lamb ~ Fall


At least once a year I load the kids up and take them to a park that isn't oh so far away and take photos of them with this beautiful backdrop. The trees are perfect this week and while I would have preferred a little less sun, I like what I got. The above was one of my favorites with the colours of the trees and my son's kick ass hair, but I posted a couple below that I loved as well:








Tuesday, October 26, 2010

I Fell in Love With Johnny Flynn








Holy shit, I love Johnny Flynn!



I knew I loved him before I went to see him last night but now I REALLY love him! He's hella talented! My husband was just along for the ride but even he admitted that he's amazing. I stood right in front of the stage, directly in front of the mic stand. There was no better place to be than where I was. I could have counted chin hairs if I'd wanted.



This was basically my view for the night. The girl next to me got a kick out of it when I took this photo:



I took a few small videos of him since I was trying not to use my flash. If I'd busted off photo s like I always do, he would have been blind by the end of the show. I gave him a break and tried not to use my flash. The videos are not intrusive. I posted a bit of my favorite song of his at the bottom of this post. He didn't play every song I wanted to hear and I was surprised he didn't play Kentucky Pill. He wasn't with his band and was just playing acoustically, which was nice. Kentucky Pill might be a hard one to play that way. Whatever the reason, I forgave him because everything else that he played was amazing.



I'd almost ordered his CD last week from Singapore. I couldn't find it anywhere legally because it wasn't out yet so my choices were waiting (not what I do well) or Singapore. I decided to wait and I'm glad I did. I not only bought it at the show, but I bought it from him. I handed him my money and then asked him to sign it. He asked my name and I told him. Then he started writing and looked up at me from behind his bangs and asked, "With an e on the end?" Boys who can't spell totally rock! Of course my husband just told me that in some places there is no e on the end. Whatever, talented AND hot. He can spell my name however he likes. I also pulled out A Larum and asked him to sign that as well. That CD is getting burned into my CD player. I listen to it daily.


I had no idea what to expect when I bought these tickets. I've heard one other person speak of him in my whole life and she lives in Nashville. She's the one who sent me his song over a year ago. He had some people open up for him and their names are listed on the flyer above. They were pretty talented as well. Caleb Stine was my favorite of the bunch. Turns out he's from Baltimore and plays here often. I will totally see him again.



It's pretty groovy to see this guitar because he's always playing it. I think it's from the 40s. It looks like it has a vegetable strainer on it. I think of that every time I see it so it's easy to pick out. It was beautiful:

He was a really nice guy. Very British, very soft spoken and a bit funny. He also has the smoothest hands ever and the smallest waist I've ever seen on a man. I wanted to make him something to eat. He looks like he could use it. He's the kinda guy you want to buy a beer for. Not because you want to get him drunk but because he looks like he could use the carbs.

Anyhoo, LOVE. HIM. Can't wait to see him again!


Brown Trout Blues:













Monday, October 25, 2010

Busy, Busy, Busy....

Halloween is a busy time. I have costumes to make, or get together. I have some sort of treats to prepare or purchase, depending on the party. The public school my son goes to only allows you to bring store bought items in, which means I can't make cupcakes....boo, but I get it. Some of those kids are allergic to the wind so keeping that stuff straight is probably a full time job.


Owen goes to two schools so that means two parties! I don't mind two parties. It's not like I have to make two costumes. He's a viking this year so I did make the big fur vest but I was able to buy the hat and pants. The only thing that sucks about the parties is that they're both on the same day. He's got one at 11 AM and one at 2 PM. Both involve Trick or Treating at the schools and one of them (the later) has a parade of costumes, which is very cool. Of course the second one is in a public school so it isn't called a Halloween party, it's called a Fall Festival Celebration. I've never understood why the public school system doesn't have the balls to call things what they are. I mean you get off for Yom Kippur but we can't have Christmas parties anymore. We have Holiday celebrations. Why don't we just call Yom Kippur, Atonement Day Celebration! It's really kinda stupid.



Anyhoo, so I've been super busy getting a ll this together. Owen is a viking and River is Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz. I haven't taken any great photos of them yet because I haven't had time. I will post them once I do. River looks hella cute and Owen looks like a friggen rockstar, as always. I'm glad we found a way to work his hair into a costume since it might be his last year with it.



I'm just happy that River can walk down the sidewalk in her ruby slippers this year!



Tonight also marks the first real babysitter for my kids. She comes highly recommended or she wouldn't be coming to hang out with my golden offspring. I bought Chris and I tickets to see Johnny Flynn! I love this guy! He's an Indie kinda folksie guy from London. He's the lead for Johnny Flynn and the Sussex Wit but I think he's just coming alone, which is fine. I'm pretty excited! I know only one other person that likes him like I do and have never heard anyone else speak of him, not even on the radio so I don't know what to expect. I feel like I'll be the only one there who knows who he is and the words to most of his songs. Also, his new album comes out tomorrow. I've never seen anyone tour before an album comes out. It will be weird to hear him play songs I don't know. I could have purchased the CD from Singapore but if I'd done that it probably still wouldn't be here. I also found it illegally but decided to jut wait.



Anyway, so excited!


This is his new song which is free on iTunes:




Thursday, October 21, 2010

Why I Hate Politics

My husband came home late tonight because a friend at work got a new job and they planned a going away get together for him and they should have. This guy busted his ass for the company and he's moving on.

When he walked in the door he had McDonald's in one hand (nothing for me) and the mail in the other. She sat down after offering me his Mc Chicken sandwich (I quilted him) and started going through the mail which was almost nothing but political ads. Our polls open tomorrow so everyone and their mother is whoring themselves out today. I get it.

However there was this one ad that stood out more than the rest. It was from a woman named Joanna Conti. She's a Democrat running for County Executive in my county. The ad was everything that is wrong with politics and it unnerves me that she sent the ad to me directly because I am a Democrat, thinking I was going to feed into this bullshit.

The front of the ad has a photo of a white woman (this is intentional) with her head resting on her hands and it says, "Would you want your daughter working for John Leopold?" Apparently he was accused of sexually harassing some women that worked for him. I don't know if he did it and NEITHER DOES SHE! On the back it says "County Executive John Leopold Demeans Women!" I had to laugh out loud at that one because demeaning women is exactly what this ad does. It's the equivalent of John McCain picking that Alaskan dipshit to be his running mate. She's trying to get the vagina vote just like he did. It was offensive then and it's offensive now.

So in the end her ad had the opposite effect in this house than was intended. It actually made a proud lifelong Democrat plan to go out of my way not to vote for her because if the night before I vote, all you've got going for you is what someone else was accused of, that ain't much. It's actually pretty pathetic.

I sent this letter directly to her campaign. "Be the light you want to see in the world." Or at least be better than this.


Vote lost.


Mrs. Conti,


I have been a registered Democrat since I was 18 years old. I have lived in Maryland since moving from Tennessee in 1992. I have never voted for a Republican in my life. I'm your shoe in. I'm the person who will vote for you because who you're running against is not only never good enough but pushes women, minorities and almost everyone else back decades and only because they aren't white men. I thought I'd send you an email after getting your ad tonight. The one that I received the day before the polls open early and the day before I plan to vote. I thought you might want to know why I'm not voting for you.

I am not a fan of Leopold and had never even considered voting for him and won't tomorrow. However, this last minute ad you sent out was cheap a tacky. "Would you want your daughter working for John Leopold?" Is that all you have to win with? Do you have nothing better to run on than what someone was accused of? If that's it, if that's your last minute up your sleeve trick, it is tasteless and demeaning to all women. I hope this isn't how you think you're going to get the vagina vote because you aren't getting mine.

For a Democrat to win in this area is almost impossible. That ad is everything that is wrong with politics and you either know that and don't care or you're so far out of the loop that you don't deserve the office you're running for. Thanks for lowering yourself to their level and reminding me how smarmy politics can be.

You should be better than this.

My River


For some reason I have this ridiculous idea that because I'm someones mother that I have to be a nicer person. I've attempted to go with this for a few years now, you know the whole treat people how you want to be treated bullshit. I decided today that I'm done with that. I'm reverting to the old Michelle. It just works better. That bitch gets shit done!



I have been calling Kennedy Kreiger for about four months now trying to get River seen. She's been seeing a physical therapist all this time and her Pediatrician wanted to make sure it wasn't something neurological. I didn't take it all that seriously when she said it because I really didn't think that was it at all. When she'd said this River wasn't walking yet but could stand so I wasn't sure where that was coming from. I still came home that day and called KK, but I didn't think much about it. I called the two or three numbers I was given by our Pediatrician and left several messages and over time just forgot about it. All in all I called about ten times.


River has been walking for a little over a month now and while she IS walking and staying up, she has some issues. That was clear from the beginning. Her PT said we should give it some more time to see how her walking develops. Makes sense. No need to jump into inserts or braces if you don't have to. They aren't cheap and she may not need them.


This week we met with her PT after River's had some time to adjust to walking and while she's gotten better at it, she isn't walking right. Her left foot turns in at the toes so she is walking crooked and often rolls her foot. She also slaps it down when she's walking, which is concerning. After our appointment this week which included trying a pair of inserts in her shoes, which was clear almost immediately that they wouldn't do any good, she told me I needed to take River to see a Pediatric Orthopedist and a neuromuscular doctor.


The problem isn't coming from her foot, it's coming from higher up, maybe her hip. The slapping down of her foot could mean that it's muscular. The slight bend in her left leg could mean it's a bone issue or it could be neurological. It all just makes me head spin. In my wildest most frightening dreams they have to break her leg to reset it and she's in a cast or she'll need braces for her leg. She'll need something and between now and the time we find out what, I will make up all sorts of things in my mind. I remember telling her PT that I wanted River to be able to walk by Halloween so she could walk down the sidewalk by herself in her ruby slippers. I guess I should have been more specific.


Anyhoo, to make a long story short (like I'm even capable of that) I hard assed my way into Kennedy Kreiger today by starting from scratch with all new phone numbers. I was overly pissed to discover that they had zero record of me calling all the times I called but since I got a quick appointment I'm willing to do what a rarely do and overlook that. We go in early next month and we're starting with a Pediatric Orthopedist but I stressed all of my concerns and everything River's PT and Pediatrician said about her. Had KK called me back months ago I could have gotten a jump start on the neuro concerns but again, I'm letting that go.



Everyone has dreams for their children and in the very basic level of those dreams, they're walking. Some kids are born with no chance of ever walking or walking normally and I understand that but mine wasn't and I just want to get her the help she needs to develop correctly. I don't think that's asking too much.




So, watch out bitches! There's a new sheriff in town! Well, the old one is back anyway. Do I get a badge or something?

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop ~ About Me

Mam Kat's prompts this week are:

1.) In what way were you labeled as a child and how did it affect you?
2.) About me. Do you have an about me page? Because people want to know. Write a page that describes who you are and what you're about or spruce up your current about me page!3.) A wardrobe malfunction.
4.) It was SUCH a big deal...write about a fight you got into that you were passionate about then, but that seems silly now.
5.) A time you feared for the safety of a loved one.

I chose number two because I've been meaning to do something about the "About Me" tab on my blog anyway. So, here it goes:


I'm a happily married mother of two young beautiful children, but I haven't always been that, in fact, it's relatively new.

I was born in Nashville Tennessee and went to art school in New York City. I didn't finish and I don't feel bad about that now. I was a photography major and my love for the art still holds strong. When I moved back to Nashville after school, I realized I still hated it as much as I had so I got out when the chance presented itself. I moved to Maryland with a friend in 1992. I'm not a big fan of Maryland either. What are you gonna do?



I'm a Leo in every since of the word. I'm a bully. I think I know everything. I think everything should be about me and I think I'm more fun that most people. Not because I'm smarter although often that's certainly true, but because I have the balls to have a good time, by any means necessary.



I'm a wife to an excellent husband who will comment on how great he is later after he reads this but I haven't always been that. I've dated some first class losers including a guy who by all accounts was completely socially retarded. I was slow enough to date him for 10 years. Eight years past his expiration. By the time I dumped his ass, he was curdled.


I'm a smart ass. I'm a bitch. I hate everything and people annoy me, especially the real happy ones. It just isn't natural. I live on Facebook because that's where I talk to my friends and family but I wish so many people from high school didn't know it was me. I mean if I talk to you, I like you but seeing your status about how wonderful your life is while I know your husband is boning your sister gets tired. I didn't care about you then and I care even less now.



I worry more than should be allowed, to the point of making myself sick. I think I've gotten better at this over the years but having children has definitely made me both more sensitive and more evil, but I still worry. I mean what if the hokey pokey IS what it's all about?



Since I don't like much, it is shocking to those who know me when I do like something, but when I really love something, I know how to do it! If you're my favorite band, the fact that I've seen you 30+ times isn't shocking. If you're one of my favorite modern movies, it isn't that shocking that I've seen you over 40 times and traveled all the way across the country to see where you were filmed. I LOVE few things but I take it way past the point of normalcy when I do and again, I'm totally fine with that. I mean who am I trying to impress? My theory is that if you don't like me now, stop trying because I don't get any better or any worse than I am right now. I steamroll my way through life and it works for me. It's rare that I'm challenged but find it refreshing when it happens. I'm kinda your modern day Katerina from Taming of the Shrew, my favorite Shakespeare play.

I've got a string of enemies across my travels because if I think you're shit, I'll tell you. I don't waste time worrying about what you might think about that. I mean I'll give you the shirt off my back if you're deserving but I'll stomp on you if you're wasting my time or taking from my family.

I recently turned 40 and am the coolest bitch ever! I'm actually kinda pissed that as cool as I was, I wasn't this cool in high school. I wasted so much time growing into the person I am now. I think my shit doesn't stink and I highly recommend that. I quit my job when my now 3 1/2 year old son was born. I'm now a stay at home mom, so I work full time.


Most people wouldn't but I'm totally gonna make this my new "About Me" page. It covers everything, I think.


Any questions?

*EDIT* Well, I would have made it my new "About Me" page but I can't be contained in 1200 words or less. It just isn't possible.
Mama's Losin' It



Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Twilight Trip ~ Day V ~ Seattle Baby!

The ferry ride was pretty cool and something I wasn't expecting. We really should have paid more attention to the GPS because Chris pointed out that if you want to get to England, Garmin tells you to kayak across the Atlantic Ocean.

Anyhoo, this is out hotel room:



And the view:



We dropped our crap and went walking to see a bit of the city and get something to eat. We hadn't had a chance to celebrate our 4th wedding anniversary so we'd decided to do it on this trip. We wanted something a little nicer, with a view.


This is us walking through the city that was fine in the sun, but cold in the shadow of the buildings:



Even in Seattle, Twilight was everywhere:



Edward with a penciled in Hitler stache. Worth a chuckle:




Where the ferry comes in, but not the one we took. We took the Kingston-Edmonds Ferry:

We ate at The Fisherman's Restaurant on Pier 57 and I had some kick ass salmon! We chose to sit outside so we could see the view. It was chilly but there was a partisan for the wind:






After we ate, we went on the other side of the partisan to watch our last West Coast sunset over looking the mountain of the Olympic National Park, just south of Crescent Lake. That's a lot of mountains:




I've only seen the sun set like this (In California and Key West) a few times but every time I see it I think if that Skittles commercial where the kid is watching the sun set with his dad and when it disappears the kid whispers, "Do it again Daddy."





Some how we cam across an elevator that brought us up 8 stories to get to the Fish Market, which was closed, but 8 levels? That city is on an incline. I didn't know that before. This is us in the elevator:

A walk back through the city proved entertaining:




The cab in the photo above ended up being how we got back to our hotel. We walked to get to the water but it was all down hill. Like San Fransisco down hill. We were not interested in walking back. I blame Chris's broken foot.




We made our way back to our hotel and got our sleep on.



We had an 11:40 flight so we left the hotel at a decent hour and returned the rental car. The only option at our hotel was to valet park. $38.00 A FUCKING NIGHT! Ain't that a bitch!?

Me in the bathroom at the airport. I never miss a bathroom:


All mine ladies, back off:

The windows were painted at our gate at the airport in Seattle. I thought it was cool although the view would have been nice as well:



Finally on the airplane:







I forget which mountain this is. Perhaps Rainer. They all run together afte a while:








I don't remember what this was, but I thought it was pretty:









I like to call this one, fast moving plane:




Goodbbye west coast sun!




On the 2nd plane after our layover in Milwaukee:







The first thing I did when I got home. Pocket Edward is good as new, baby!




I'm glad to be home because we missed our babies. Six days is a long, long time. However, I miss the Pacific Northwest. I fell in love with it there and see myself going back sooner rather than later. It makes me question why I ever moved to Maryland when there are so many other options. Clearly I'm glad I did because I met my husband and I have a wonderful family but now that we're together, I think we could take this show on the road. I'm just sayin....