"All We Have is Now" Flaming Lips

If you ever get a chance to see The Flaming Lips, you won't regret it. I just saw them on the 20 (?) anniversary tour of Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots a few summers ago. I was lucky to see them 20 years ago for the first tour as well. I was pregnant with my girl, so I guess she got to hear them in the womb!

I saw this link on the facebook and I know I have talked about this before-- that all we have is now, It sounds like an AI Anthony Hopkins but who cares. What are you waiting for? Do it.

Heading up to Madison tomorrow for work and will venture out on my own to see some new sights. I'm going to check out the Robert Lamp FLW house and would really love to tour the Herbert and Katherine Jacobs House, but I don't know if there will be time.

Mixology was super fun Tuesday night-- Chef really pulled out all the stops for us. We mixed all the classic cocktails, as well as toasting with a 2009 Amorone Classico and rounded out the night with some cheap Sparkling Wine (when you open Champagne, it should be silent--no pop ).

Happy Father's Day to all the dads out there. Hope your kids hand you a beer and leave you to your own devices.

"Unknown Legend" Neil Young

When I was a girl, probably around 5 or 6, I was made aware of my size. When I sat in the back seat of my parent's car, I always sat in the middle between my sisters. They were both what mom called "small," "slim," or even "petite" while I was called "regular." I would look at our legs sitting back there and my thighs were bigger than theirs. "Regular" was not something I wanted to be. When I heard the word I automatically heard "Fat." My older sister was always slim and didn't have to work at it. She was 4 years older and I would often wear her cool corduroy pants-- she always had the cool artsy clothes.

While I was more of an athlete than my 2 sisters, they seemingly always stayed slim. I envied them and when we sat in the back seat, I would lift up my legs so my thighs looked smaller, constantly comparing them to my sisters' relaxed legs.

As I grew up I remember mom saying I should never wear white because it makes you look big.

I didn't even wear white to my own wedding.

I took it upon myself to lose all the weight and then some. In high school and college, I deprived myself of food, counted every calorie, including chewing gum, ate in secret and would take scalding hot showers just to pee out anything I drank. It's a wonder I made it through my freshman year of college, where I was down to 92 pounds.

I would have bouts with aneorixia over the decades, but when menopause hit, I ballooned up to a weight that was more than I was at full term pregnancy.

I look at pictures of myself even one year ago and don't recognize the woman in the photograph.

I am glad I finally figured out how to lose it-- because, well, I don't want anyone calling me 'Regular' ever again.

"Bewitched" Luna

I am road tripping up to Muncie for the next 8 weeks for my final class on Beverage Service and Hospitality Management. This one meets in person, so I have to stay up there (class meets at night and we are drinking), which sucks, but a break from the norm. I am hoping the hotel will cut me a deal since I will have to do repeat stays every Tuesday in July. It's no beach party, but they do have an indoor pool (ha ha).

This album (Bewitched) is great for road trips. I especially like

California All the Way

the rhythm guitar in this song makes you want to put the pedal down and leave those windows wide open.

I'm hoping something will come from completing this program. If not, I guess I will get certified in something else next year!

After being out west a few times this spring I can picture myself landing there. I see myself on a motorcycle cruising through the desert and working at a winery/vineyard kinda like actress Sandra Oh in the movie Sideways but obviously not as sexy.

So, Courtyard Marriott with an indoor pool that smells like bleach in Muncie, Indiana vs. riding my motorcycle around the vineyards of California fantasy?

I guess I'll take it.

Next weekend-- a funeral in beautiful Naperville, Il with family members I have not seen since my dad's funeral 8 years ago...

"There is a Light That Never Goes Out" The Smiths

CONFESSIONS OF B STUDENT

It would be funny if he still reads blogs... but I doubt it.

He posted this song when he fell in love with a girl who moved to Spain and he visited her for the summer. I couldn't listen to this song without thinking of them together, Oh lovely Amy, where are you now?

And if a double decker bus/ crashes into us/ to die by your side/ what a heavenly way to die...

He got a tattoo that read TRANSIENT and moved to the west coast. I would call him SATURNINE.

Now has 2 kids and a wife. But you can tell he is still dealing with his demons. Or maybe after all these years he figured it out. Too bad he never published anything. Now wouldn't that be something if he actually did write a novel and I played a minor character? Ugh. Old note to self-- stay away from writers.

He was my Kryptonite.

"Middle Distance Runner" Sea Wolf

I forgot about this song. Used to play it a lot back in the day:

Well, my heart is beating hard/ And I'm off with a shot at the start/ And my legs tremble from strain/ But by the finish line, I am drained/

[Chorus] So won't you run to me tonight?/ Tonight, let's not talk about next summer/ 'Cause I'll only ever be a middle distance runner

I have a 5k run today at Switchyard Park. It's the Strawberry Shortcake 5K Run (thus the song). I have not been able to do much running since the mini but here we go. It looks like rain, so this will be an interesting morning.

Time to warm up.