Steven (You Don't Eat Meat)

Thank you Erika. I'm now totally jazzed to buy Morrissey tickets tomorrow. We started goofing off on youtube and now I'm just watching all my favorites. I had no idea that he ever performed 'Jack the Ripper' live. That man puts on a great show. It's kind of sad to see the progression to old Morrissey. He used to be that dapper lad with daffodils and now he's just filled out so much. He's still in really good shape, but the year have definitely aged him. Even just a few years ago there's such a difference.

Why do idols have to get old? What happened to the good old days when they all died of drug overdoses? I think one reason that Hendricks and Morrison have the following and love that they still do because they left beautiful corpses. There was no "Gosh, he got old and fat and now his music seems irrelevant" phase that most musicians slip into. of course there are some people that will never stop. I'm sure that Mick Jagger has made a deal with the devil so that even though he actually died seven years ago, he still keeps touring and rocking it, zombie style. Either that or he's a vampire. He's the undead of some kind.

But Morrissey, geez, he still looks good and has aged well, and Quarry was even a pretty good album. The single from the new album "You Have Killed Me" is stellar, but I don't know whether the rest is. I haven't bought it. I know, I've only had about a year to do it, but I don't go hang out in record stores anymore, poring over what albums I need to own. Perhaps it's the new grown-up in me saying that paying bills is more important that music. Crazy, I know.

I do try to keep current somewhat, but I suppose those old favorites will always be favorites. There's no way Snow Patrol or Death Cab is going to topple Morrissey from his pedestal, no matter how old he is, even if he's tottering around the stage with his walker crooning "Everyday is Like Sunday" and it won't matter that his face is all sunken and old, he'll still be amazing. And every time I look at my birthday card from Erika, I will all the sudden have "Unhappy birthday" stuck in my head for the next hour and I will savor it.

Joining the New America

So I've finally done it.
I've watched American Idol since season 2, sometimes religiously, sometimes when the other show I'm watching is on a commercial break, but last night I finally voted.
I'm sorry, I couldn't help it That goth girl Gina sang a Pretenders song! Here's a link http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZwYn5t6uakM She sang beautifully. I had to vote for her, because how awesome would it be if the next American Idol was a goth chick? I have a soft spot in my heart for those cute goth chicks. I did used to be one.
That Blake kid did The Cure's 'Lovesong' but didn't do an amazing job in my opinion, but I still voted for him once, because that was a awesome song choice and he did do a 311 song that I remember from my Jr High days. If you want to see his performance it's here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KUl9Kvhh1tk

The Bad Wife Syndrome

Yes, now that you mention it, I do hate you. Since the day we got married, I've been looking for ways to finally show that. That's why I can't be bothered to put away my hair and face cleaning supplies in the bathroom. It has nothing to do with the fact that I'm usually running late for work and even though it would only take a few seconds to put everything away, and I'm usually just concerned with whether or not I remembered to put on deodorant before I make a mad dash for the car and away I go. Really, it's done out of spite. Just like the way I make your dinner-full of spite. I'm surprised you can swallow it! And how I clean the dishes maliciously. I know that since you won't be cooking the next meal, I am selfishly cleaning the pots and pans and forks and spoons so that I can use them.
I only married you so that I can have something to blog about, naturally.

Hello 6 months!

This has been a nice month for you. You’re getting so much better at all your tricks. You can sit up with little assistance and as long as you aren’t reaching for something too far away you generally don’t fall over, so good for you! You finally rolled over this week! And I was there to see it! You probably roll over all the time at the sitters, but this is the first one that I’ve heard about so we’ll say it’s the first. It was cute. You were sitting there on your tummy and then all the sudden you were on your back looking up at me like “that was weird.”


You’re really getting good at the rice cereal and I’ve feed you pears. You don’t care much for the plain pears so I’ve been mixing them into the cereal and you just scrum it up. You’re eating almost ¼ cup of cereal a day, which is great, but I don’t think it’s helping you sleep any longer. We’re still having our one a night feeding and it’s really old. I tried formula for 2 nights to see how that would work and boy howdy it’s lots more work. At 2 am. I’m not about making more work for myself at 2 am so we’ll see how this goes. But I know that your grandparents are feeding you contraband. My mother gave you ice cream. Ice cream. Made from cows milk. I think you mostly spit it out, but still, I know you’ve had gravy and who knows what else. I hope you don’t end up allergic to everything. If you do, it’s totally grandma’s fault.


Before smiles were fleeting and hard to get from you (unless you were looking at grandpa, that man can make any baby do his bidding, I think he has some kind of evil ray) but now smiles are abundant and with them can come real laughs. I don’t care how much you laugh, it always makes me giggle too, which makes you laugh harder. It’s pretty funny.


I think you’re not growing quite as fast as you were, but we’ll find out for sure tomorrow when we head to the doctors and they poke you and make you cry and maybe me too. Jerks.
The weather is really starting to warm up so you’re spending more time hanging out in your onesies with no socks on. It’s funny because now we can all see your chub rolls.


You are still very friendly, which is good because I hear that in a few months you’ll be less social but you’ll all ready know all your babysitters.
I’m trying hard to teach you to talk (big emphasis on mamama, so learn that one) but you’ll have none of it. You’re all about the ‘ah’ with the sometimes ‘ga.’ But I now know when those people on American Idol say “I was singing before I could talk” that it’s a bunch of crap. They were making long vowel sounds before they could talk, which is no indicator of vocal greatness. But I’m sure you’ll win American Idol season 35 when you’re 18 and I’ll think you’re amazing now matter what. You mostly practice your American idol tryouts on the changing table. I don’t know what it is about having a naked butt that makes you so noisy, but even when you’re half asleep in the middle of the night you still like to start singing. It makes me giggle.


It’s still tearing me up that you have your other mothers while I’m working at a job that means less than nothing to me while you grow up without me. We spend some good time together in the evenings before bed, but I still I miss so much. I feel bad for Daddy because he is working so much and I know that he misses you, yet he still doesn’t want to wake up and feed you at 3 am, he’s funny that way.


We’ve made it half a year now and so far so good, baby. Now that your 6 month probationary period is over with, I think that we’ll keep you.

Love you pretty girl,
Mama

Made you out of clay

So I found a dreidel this morning in the parking lot. I walked passed it, but knew that I had to turn back because I've always wanted my own dreidel! So picked it up. It is not so awesome, it looks like it's been abused, but I shall love it until the day I forget about it or throw it away.

I'm.......back!

So, can you believe that I completely forgot about blogger when I was looking for new blogging environments? I've been using myspace like a moron! I haven't posted here for almost 2 years! incredible. Although I remember not liking the little hoops I had to jump through it get a new entry posted, I know now that myspace is the worst, most terrible way to be blogging, so i guess from now on, I'll just post a link to my blogger site when I make a new entry. I doubt I have that many friends anyway.

But don't worry, I'm cooking up a post for my daughter's 6 month birthday! it should be good reads all the way around. But for now, just bask in her glory. Wow look how little she used to be!