Wishin' I was at the beach today!! A whole week without lessons... YES PLEASE! I think I'm just going to live in denial, go down to the pool, and imagine it's a beach. I saw a lady doing that yesterday. Just sippin' a cocktail, layin' in the shallow end not paying attention to the eight hellians running, yelling, and splashing everyone within 20 yards of the pool. What a powerful mind.Someday I hope to be so insane that reality doesn't even bother me.  I have faith that I will get there. 

Went out to eat with a group of the piano instructors that teach through the Conservatory last night after recitals. Surprisingly, sharing stories about kids peeing in their lessons, crying, farting, and handling disruptive behavior with 'tough love' wasn't as riveting as one would think. But at least there was minimal time spent discussing the brand of piano Bach played, which is just one of the crowd favorites. Those kids were so good last night though. Little Mozarts getting up there and perfectly executing Chopin in 2nd grade. Pretty impressive. 

Beach. Beach. Beach. Beach. 
I think

Beach. Beach. Beach. Beach.

Therefore I am

Beach. Beach. Beach. Beach.

Gone Thinking

So I rarely get a moment to breathe, think, and reflect. Today I was able to do this and let me tell you... the outcome is terrifying. I definitely shouldn't be allowed to let this crazy hamster in my head jump onto its wheel. And who's to say it's weird that when my mind runs out of control I picture a furry ninja hamster running on a wheel in my head? Completely normal.

Saw Billy Elliot on Sunday. Very moving. Loved it. Loved the little cross-dressing boy in it more than Billy probably. That kid was adorable. The ginormous dancing dresses and trousers were a little disturbing, but all in all a great story. I would've like the ending to be a little more climactic though. They put all this layering and symbolism into the the first act and then the second act was super straight forward. All in all a beautiful expression of following your dreams. Reminded me of Zoolander a little.

Just ran into a crazy lady on a little red motorized scooter calling for her cats. I couldn't tell if she was talking to me or not. Then I realized she was. But when our conversation ended hers didn't. Creepy. That was the immanent future that I imagined for myself about 3 months ago. I've come a long way I'd say.

And just a shout out to Karrie for shoving Blair and myself in the back of her jeep with doll heads and a dirt caked tire. I'm still traumatized. That jeep was rough with me. Therapy is needed.

I just keep thinking... 3 more weeks of May, 3 more weeks of May. And then this never-ending school nightmare will be a down-hill battle. Yay Monday. Let's get this!

Ding Dong Ding Dong

“I hope that someday we will be able to put away our fears and prejudices and just laugh at people.” - Good Ole Jack

 It's funny how big of a deal it would've been to me to hear Osama Bin Lauden's dead about 8-10 years ago. Funnier still to watch everyone on TV get wind of it as Ry and I watched the Phillie's game last night. Everyone's phones were lighting up the stadium and a massive USA chant rang through the rafters. Why does our country exhibit such a strong masculinity? So weird. Maybe it's because we're the little brother nation that can't let it's soft side peak through without being called gay. That's fine though. It was inspiring to see all the jubilant spectators begin chanting as the players looked dazed and confused. Like wtf? Choose a team assholes. But apparently nothing can unite feuding fans quite as quickly as the bromantic notion of Osama Bin Laudin being killed. I just wish someone could have punched the idiot wearing the USA shirt. Congratulations sir that you blindly picked the right shirt this evening. Now please sit the hell down! 

"America! Fuck ya! Out to save the mother fuckin' day ya!" Funnier still, in my opinion is how the masses reacted in the streets. Like New Year's on crack. I'm sure there were riots and that every remotely Muslim person was probably at risk of being mobbed. Ry made a good point as we watched thousands celebrate outside the Whitehouse... how is this different that the al-Qaeda celebration that happened after 9-11?

Granted Americans just really love an excuse to celebrate. And we decided that a large portion will be calling out of work today, and keeping those blinds shut just a little bit tighter if they make it in. Ultimately, I think this celebration is slightly different that of the brain-washed Muslims 10 years ago. The war on terror was to protect America's proverbial "ass" to let future terrorists know that we will not stand idly by and watch it get raped. The devastation that this one man caused our nation was life altering. And while the 9-11 attacks were on innocent people, the killing of Osama Bin Laden was definitely our wicked witch of the middle-east. I kept waiting for the munchkin guild to make their appearance, but they never did.

So congratulations Americans! Hopefully no more flying monkeys for a while. And congratulations Obama! He gets to have the capture and killing of Osama on his report card. As Ry puts it- "Now lower freaking gas prices and maybe we'll vote for you again!" Get it!

In other news this week.... The Royal Wedding. 

So, minus Kate's dress being... well meh? Ok and her having beautiful girl-next-door charm that I love and admire, that girl's got balls. On the Stern show they reporting Kate having the "Obey" part taken out of her vow. So it was just "to honor". Ya! Girl Power! The Spice Girls are somewhere loving that shit!

So she kept it classy, and traditional... with a little splash of feminist. LIKE!

And most importantly... In my life this weekend... I went to the Women's Expo to make up hours for school. I know right? Why is America not celebrating that shit! It's kind of a big deal. Played some magical rounds of Blackjack and ended up winning a stay at a Bed and Breakfast in Sedona and two STYX concert tickets. Thanks to Barb- the Winery owner in Sedona, both Marrissa, myself, and the two loves of our lives will be livin' it up at Zinfest 2011. Get it! Had a lot of fun with Marrissa getting free samples from all the booths. Super embarrassing that the frozen wine guy totally called me out on being there multiple times, but meh? It was the only way to cope with not being by a pool on a Sunday afternoon.


So bring on May! The goal is: No missed days of school! So... let's see how many hours that can last.