Let's be honest

I could pretend that I wasn't going to watch Paris Hilton's interview on Larry King Live tonight but I think everyone who knows me knows better than that. So there, I'm out with it...and I'm quite excited.

Tenth time is a charm

I think one of my favorite parts of summer is looking forward to summer concert season and road-tripping with Breanne to see John Mayer. Tuesday we were off to Kansas and Wednesday to St. Louis. Ben Folds was opening and I would be racking up my 9th and 10th live show (including his live performance at Conan O'Brien, which, by the way, I stood in line for three and a half hours in the rain to see) and was so excited but wasn't fully prepared for the experience that we would have. Breanne and I always get lawn seats and try to go to as many shows as possible.

Tuesday night in Kansas, the two girls next to us in the lawn, wearing their home-made t-shirts, were offered front row seats by the "Ticket Fairy." (Nope, she's not a myth.) We both had pipe dreams of being 10 years younger and the same thing happening to us. The show was good and we made it home at almost two a.m. only to do it all over again the next day.

Wednesday we were at the St. Louis show settling into the lawn when I started to reach for a book and a woman approached Breanne and I. She asked us if we were big fans. How many shows have we been to? What was our favorite song? How far were we traveling to see John? Why were we sitting in the lawn? Finally, she asked to see our tickets. I handed her my ticket and the self-proclaimed "Assistant Ticket Fairy" started ripping my ticket to shreds and announced that she typically has front row seats but unfortunately she only had second row tickets tonight. She handed us both brand new tickets. I started to cry. (Yes, it's embarrassing but true.) Breanne and I were treated like royalty at the front of the stage and it will be a night that I will never forget.

Breanne and I at the show in Kansas
At the show in STL. Pre-upgrade.
Post-upgrade!!!
My view!!!
Sigh.
Good night, John.

P.S. I think we made eye-contact. Twice.

Moving is a wreck

Apparently I can't have a normal move. Approximately 1/16 of a mile from picking up the moving truck, a kid ran a red light and smashed into the truck. The car slid under the truck and thankfully nobody was hurt. Joe was driving the truck and I was in front of him and had already made it to my apartment when I got the call. Imagine my surprise (and Meagan's) when we showed up on the scene to see not only the police but also an ambulance and fire truck. The truck rental place was extremely nice and luckily they had a new truck for us to use. Other than that, the day went rather smoothly and I LOVE my new apartment. It's so cute!!!

Table talk

I just completed my first furniture refinishing job. (Okay, techinically Josh did 90% of the work and Meagan and I combined efforts to do about 10%.) My princess bed is so tall that I have been in desperate need of a night stand that was tall, too. A couple weeks ago I was at my mom's house and she found this horrific piece of furniture in the garage and asked if it was the right height. It was perfect but in sad shape. With a lot of sanding (thanks Bryndyn for the use of your power sander), some polyurethane and a new shiny handle plus many trips to Lowes, I now have a really cute piece of furniture. My biggest regret is not taking a "before" picture. I'm not sure anyone would actually believe the difference.

Danner

I have a lot of turnover in the friendship department. No, I make friends and keep them for life. That's not the problem. I do live in a town where people are constantly moving. This place is so transient. I have made many close friends only to have them leave and move away after a short period of time. It's rather annoying which is why I'm constantly trying to recruit people to stay here. Dan and I met approximately 5 years ago. He met my friend Monica (who also no longer lives here!) one evening while they were both at a coffee shop studying. The next thing you know, Dan and Monica were talking over a clementine and soon later, I was introduced. Dan and I have been close friends ever since. We've spent countless hours talking about relationships, books, music and just about everything else under the sun. Just when I thought I'd recruited Dan to stay here forever, or at least for another couple of years, he decided to move to Denver. Sigh. Tomorrow he's leaving. I wish him the best of luck and I really hope he loves Colorado. Columbia won't be the same.

Friday's Feast

Appetizer
What do you consider to be the ultimate snack food?
Cheese. I think it's the ultimate food. Period.

Soup
On a scale of 1 to 10 (with 10 as highest), about how popular is your last name?
Definitely a one. I don't know anyone with my last name except for the members of my immediate family.

Salad
Who is your all-time favorite sitcom character, and why?
I'm not sure I've religiously watched a sitcom since Friends; Chandler was my favorite. I'm really into dramadies and hold Carrie Bradshaw close to my heart and Veronica Mars (may that show R.I.P.).

Main Course
Do you shop online? If so, name some sites you like to browse for goodies.
I mostly buy from Amazon.com

Dessert
Fill in the blank: I think Paris should be free.
(I fully expect backlash from this one but isn't there a much better use of our tax dollars? I'm so over it.)

It might be time for a vacation when...

you and your coworker hear, Walk the Dinasour on the radio's retro lunch-hour and spontaneously make up a dance routine.

P.S. What a lame song!

Moving on

I think I've figured out why I haven't moved for six years - it's hard work! Yesterday Meagan came over and helped me pack up some of my things. It's been an ongoing process for many weeks now and I can't figure out why I have so much stuff. Even after multiple trips to Goodwill I still have an insane amount of boxes and things I still need to pack up. This has really been an eye-opener to how blessed I am. Perhaps this will encourage me to get rid of stuff that I'm not using more frequently. I'm so excited about my cute new apartment which I will occupy in about two weeks but am sad to be moving away from my fabulous neighbors and the great location of my current apartment. And the next time you're with me and I want to buy cute new shoes, remind me of the work involved in moving all of my cute shoes, surely I will think twice.