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A Date with My Son November 16, 2009

I went out with Colby Friday night….something I’ve never done and was very glad I did- hang out with just one of the kids for a night on a special occasion. Let me briefly describe how I had to go about getting the young man to see his favorite band, Taking Back Sunday (and I actually love them too).  I had FLOOR/PIT tickets to the Morgantown show 2 weeks ago.   Bought well ahead of the concert, they sat in my bedside drawer and somehow Colby and I BOTH thought the show was on a Thursday.  Well, on the assumed Thursday Colby text me at work “mom the show was last night”.    Aw that SUCKED!  So I frantically searched for another show and was pissed I spent 85.00 on a concert I missed while watching TV.  There really weren’t any shows that didn’t require serious travel in terms of 4-5 hours…except the Latrobe show…which wwas sold out.  So began my daily and nightly Craigslist, Pittsburgh newspapers and Ebay searches.  It was pretty exhausting; so many “just sold ten minutes ago” or ridiculous ($275.00 for 2) prices on eBay or online ticket hubs.  I even drove 1.5 hours away to some punk kid who stood me up.  Then 2 days before the show I found 2 separate tickets on Craigslist and managed to score each.   Victory!   (Now I have $175 wrapped up in tickets!  Yeah, trying not to think about it)   So on Friday the 13th  we were off! 

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It was definitely not without incident and reminded me exactly like a night straight out of my own high school years… My GPS sent me some screwball way out in the middle of nowhere- for 10 miles I was on farm roads having to pee unbelievably… I give up and pull over to go right next to the car in the grass (and no, I couldn’t find ANY coverage…looked for trees, ditches- I was out in the open)  and as soon as the stream gets going- A car- I’m right in the  headlights half peeing on my own shoe.  Nice.  We get to St. Vincent College and I feel immediately old.   I think every student was out and invited their friends in high school.   I seriously couldn’t spy anyone in their TWENTIES, even.  LOL.   We stood in an enormous line for a half hour and I just listened- was very entertaining.  Was I this dumb?  Wow.  Really funny stuff.  The college sophomores in front of us were drinking Vodka in Aquafina bottles.  Do you see anyone over 19 yrs old here:

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 Their conversations on sex and ID’s were precious :)   Inside, I ask if Colby wants a seat and of course he didn’t- we squeeze in the floor area- pretty close, actually.   Funny I remember fear of being trampled and shoved at shows- hell, at Nine Inch Nails (lucky enough to even get pit tix) in ’03 or so I had to be drug back off the floor by Dale because it got so nuts that my feet were hovering 2 inches above the floor.  I was frightened and began to panic so I was taken out before the third song.  I’m a wimp.  Well, this, my friends, is an EMO  show and yes, there were jock kids who cluelessly shoved each other, but it was pretty tame.  The opening band was Amberlin.  Boring.  Kids knew their stuff of course, but when the singer said they were going to cover a “really old song” which turned out to be New Order’s ‘True Faith’, I was the only one singing- and very excited- it was great!  Showing my age!!

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Anyway, to make a long story short(er), they played his favorites, they played My Blue Heaven, which is mine, we ditched All American Rejects because they suck, and spent a stupid amount of money on tour hoodie and t-shirt.  It was a lot of sweaty fun  :)

 

 

An Oatmeal Kind of Life November 3, 2009

Oatmeal is starting to turn me into a dull person- you are what you eat, right?  I’ve eaten apple cinnamon oatmeal everyday at work for nearly two weeks.  I’m stuck in my habits, my ruts.  Does it occur to me to make something more flavorful?  :)   Of course- I’ve got veggies in every color in the fridge, hummus, a stack of white chunk tuna in the cupboard for salad… but I grab my “woobie” food- my comfort plan- tried and true oatmeal.  A bar for breakfast, hot honeyed green tea at work in the morning, oatmeal and yogurt (yogurt every day for YEARS) ….. day in, day out.  I gotta step out of this monotonous food box before whatever lustiness I have commits suicide.  Spicy tonight. 

I have been entirely too busy to blog.  So I’m boring.  And my latest entries suck ass.   My apologies, I’m wrting out of a sense of personal obligation to not abandon (hope, cheese and my favorite worn out stained up jogging shorts) my site.  It’s the looming, forboding HOLIDAY SEASON.  Wretched.  I feel time taxed already.  I promise, there’s excitement left in me yet.  Thursday it’s Taking Back Sunday with my youngest :)   Excited!  We scored pit tickets- look-out, there’s a mom in the pit!

 

 
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