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Photo Meme

NKOTB Concert - September 2008

Because Steph tagged me, I figured I’d play along. But since most of my photos are still stored on CD’s and an exernal hard drive, and I have yet to condense everything into one place, I was lucky to have 4 photo folders on my new computer. And since none of the rules stated it had to be a picture of you, here it is.

September 2008, NKOTB concert in TO, 3rd row seat, backstage passes, and one childhood fantasy fulfilled. I love the fact that I have someone’s hand doing the “Rock On” sign, right next to a set of bangs belonging to a girl who was either reliving the big-bang phase of the early 90’s, or just never left it. At this concert it could have been either one.

Here are the rules if you want to play along.

If you’d like to play too, this is the way it works:

1. Go to the 4th picture folder on your computer.
2. Post the 4th picture in that folder.
3. Explain the picture.
4. Tag 4 more people.

*I’m not tagging anyone because just about everyone I know has already been tagged. Sometime in the next few days, I’ll do another post after I’ve combined all my photos into one location.*

And so I return….

After nearly a 3.5 month hiatus, I find myself back where I started. I wish I knew where to start.

I’m still unattached, much to the dismay of certain friends. If I here one more person comment on how “I’m nearly 30 and don’t I want to get married and have children”, I may just lose my mind completely.

Work continues to take up a fair chunk of my time. But considering the state that our economy is in, I’m not going to complain. I’m going to continue to work my ass of and not complain, and do everything I can to maintain my status as a reliable and dependable employee. Make sure my boss is always happy with me.

I still have my family and friends (of course) who provide endless joy. The kids are growing up much too fast. If I’m depressed over it I can’t imagine how my sisters are feeling.

I’ve been honoured to spend a quiet evening with my friend Sandra, and her boys. Most especially the very precious Nolan who was only two weeks old.

And I’ve been extremely excited for Theresa, as her and her DH are anxiously awaiting the arrival of their baby (forever known as Peanut).

Other then that, it’s been life as usual. I can say this though – I’ve finally found the time to hit the gym hard. And the results? They are definitely showing!

I wish I had something more interesting to say considering the time lapse, but sadly, the above has summed it all up.

So, here’s to being back online and once again having a very reliable computer.

Let It Die

I don’t think what I’m looking for is out there.

I’m tired of having to answer questions. I’m tired of people asking me. I’m tired of being part of the “game”.

I’m beyond the games, the pettiness and the childish shit. I want simple. I want uncomplicated. I want comfortable. I want easy.

And yes. Let’s be honest. I want hot.

I don’t want average. I don’t want plain. I want weak-in-the-knees hot.

I don’t think I’m going to get what I want. I’ve lost hope and I’ve lost interest.

My calendar would be full if I wanted old (I don’t). My calendar would be jammed if I wanted women (I don’t – and that’s another post for another day).

What I want may be out there somewhere, but only if I’m close to a zero.

I’m tired of waiting. I’ve waited long enough. It’s just not happening so it’s time to just let that hope finally die. There’s peace to be found in letting go.

The buttons and the pins and the loud fan fare

Okay, so there are several new events taking place in my life. I’m keeping one close to my chest for the time being. I’m afraid of jinxing it. It’s definitely improved my outlook on men. That’s all I’m saying for now.

The other? Well, the other should be a dead give away if you read the subject line of this post, and if you are female and were around the age of 10 in the late 80’s, early 90’s.

Today, Theresa landed a lucrative set of concert tickets. We will be attending the NKOTB concert in style this September in Toronto. She is one of the lucky people who managed VIP packages that include guaranteed seats in the first 10 rows, backstage passes, meet & greet with opportunities with the band, gift bags and discounts at the souvenir stands.

Please don’t take this as bragging. I’m just very excited about this whole thing.

We are very fortunate and extreme lucky to have these tickets. We paid more for this package but both agree it’s well worth it.

NKOTB happened to be the first band I liked on my own. Nothing inherited from my parents or siblings. It was a taste that I developed separately. They were the concert I ever attended at the old Exhibition Stadium (long since torn down). I had giant posters of Joey I had tacked up in my dusty rose coloured room, and knew all the words and dance moves to their music. Okay, I’ll admit the whole truth, I even kissed Joey’s poster once or twice!

So now, nearly 20 years since I first discovered them, NKOTB are coming back to Toronto. And I will be there in style this time. No row in the back of the open stadium for me. No sir! It’s front of the line all the way this time.

Now everyone, sing with me….

I get up in the morning and I see your face girl
Your looking so good everything’s in place
Don’t you know I could never leave your side girl
Won’t you stay here with me and be my bride

Sing A New Song

Music was a big part of my childhood. I grew up listening to a mix of music ranging from the 50’s to current tunes, from country to pop to religious music. I remember sitting up in the livingroom with parents late at night just watching the Statler Brothers show.

My favourite music though? Whatever my dad would sing. He didn’t have a voice that would sell records, but he did have a voice that just captured your attention. I can’t explain it, and unfortunately there’s no tapes or anything to show you what I mean.

He loved singing “Danny Boy”, and he had a wide repertoire of songs that he would break into at a given notice (more so when he had a glass of whiskey heh).

I could listen to him sing “Danny Boy” all day long. And, when I’m listening to some old songs I learned from him, I miss his voice more than anything else.