Philly & Stuff

Just to start off with something kinda silly:

Got at b3co.com!

WHAT? I’ve only ridden THREE? This means I need to TRAVEL more. I mean, okay, I did just have a sweet ass one-day trip to Philadelphia (more on that later), but you know me. Perpetual wanderlust. Chicago in February, here I come. I’ve been invited to Atlanta for New Year’s (not sure if I’ll be able to afford that, though).

Oh yes, how could I FORGET all the years I’ve ridden the lovely (not) COTA of Columbus, Ohio? But they don’t have COTA on their nifty little site, so yeah. Never mind, then.

This weekend, I went to Philadelphia partly to catch a Bob Dylan concert and partly to hang out with adamselzer and other friends who enjoy Bob as well. And also, to satisfy some wanderlust, of course. It was cheap, so WHY NOT, right?

I wasn’t sure what to expect, actually. All I know is that I felt pretty brave. My flight landed 30 minutes early! That was a good thing because I had to figure out how to catch the train into the city. THAT part wasn’t hard. The hard part was getting the damn changer to take my money! See, their ticket machines does not accept the new bills, and of course, that’s all I had. There was a change machine next to it, and the stupid thing wouldn’t take my money because there was a fold in the bill. Back up the stairs I went to the ATM to take out a nice, crisp $10 bill (because the other one just wasn’t crisp enough even though it had just come from an ATM, too), and the damn machine finally took it. I ended up with all sorts of $1 coins, some of which I used to pay the $5.50 train fare.

The train showed up and off stepped a conductor, dressed in a conductor’s uniform. He was very patient, answering the repetitve questions of us tourists, but teasing us and saying that only the FIRST question was free. The next would be one million dollars! Just as the train was about to pull off, the conductor shouted “ALL ABOARD!” It was so neat.

Took the train to Center City, a huge convention center that was right by Chinatown, where Adam’s bus would be stopping. We finally found each other and then met up with Adam’s friend Peter Stone Brown, who drove us to the arena to get tickets for the BOB SHOW.

Then there were hiccups. First, they made Pete pay $10 just to park for the box office. The line at the box office was long and SLOW. Come to find out that there was a Cirque de Soleil show going on, that had just begun, and they were only serving customers who were buying tickets for that. They told us to leave. We left. Pete did get his $10 back. Tried to find tickets at Pete’s place on the internet. Bad seats only. Decided to try later. We all walked to the store so Adam could get money and I could get FOOD. I hadn’t eaten all day and was starting to feel faint. We went back, played some Dylan music, and ate lots of snacks. Peter’s an amazing storyteller, and he’s been to over 100 Bob Shows.

More Bob fans showed up, and we headed to get food and then took the subway the arena. By this time, there were no more tickets for sale on the internet. Adam still needed two–one for me, one for him. He yelled it out at JUST the right time, as a guy turned around and said “You need two? I got two.” Now, Adam is a seasoned Dylan-concertgoer himself, so he looked at the seats, and was kind of hedging on buying them. I told him it was up to him. Another guy told him to give them to us. GiVE THEM. “Merry Christmas,” he said. “Enjoy the show!” FREE TICKETS!!! FREE TICKETS! And the seats were great. Lower level, row 9. “Bob bless you,” Adam yelled to the guys as they were walking away. “Bob knows all, Bob sees all. He wouldn’t let us miss a show.”

Bob Dylan started off with a live premier: The Levee’s Gonna Break. My second Dylan concert ever and I got a live premier. Woo!!

Sixteen song set and every one was right on. Again, I loved “Highway 61 Revisted,” “All Along the Watchtower,” and well, everything. I even put up with that “Spirit On The Water” song I’m not fond of. Heh.

The Racounteers opened and they rocked as well. There were old people in the front row who were head banging like crazy.

The only bad thing about the show was the number of people who wouldn’t sit the hell down and shut the eff up. UGH. They were annoying! I’m like “WHY COME TO A CONCERT AND LEAVE 38947985 TIMES DURING THE SHOW??” What the fresh hell are you thinking??? Do you really need a beer RIGHT NOW???? UGH.

The encores of the 21st century don’t really consist of lighters anymore. Oh no, it’s the glow of cell phones now. Prettier and safer, too. I like it. Although a few people did have lighters and they took advantage of the darkness to light cigarettes. Ew. That took a bit of the fun away from the encore. :(

The consensus after the show, for all of us who were there and had met up again, was that this was one of the BEST EVER. And I was there. YEAH!!!

Today consisted of breakfast at a yummy diner/bakery, and then some quick sight-seeing. Pete took us to West Philly, where Adam freaked out over the gorgeous Victorian homes and the Charles Dickens statue in the park. He was happy. I also saw Independence Square, the Liberty Bell (which is a lot smaller than I thought it’d be), and lots of horse-drawn carriages. It’s a beautiful part of the city. There was really no time to stop and take pictures, and I didn’t have my camera on me anyway, so I suppose I’ll have to go back sometime.



Airport adventures were interesting. Southwest let me take a HUGE bag of 3 oz or smaller liquids through yesterday, but since Adam’s flight was leaving earlier than mine, I went through the AA checkpoint with him so we could hang out til it was time for him to board his plane. They made me take everything out of my bag, saying it was too big, and since Adam didn’t have any toiletries, gave him some of my stuff in a smaller bag and gave me the rest. THEN Adam beeped going through security and had to get searched. But once I’d gotten inside, I didn’t have to go through anymore security once I headed to my own terminal. So I was able to take all the stuff he was holding and put it back in my bag with no problems.

I found out, at least at Philadelphia International, that as long as you have a boarding pass, it didn’t matter which airline or terminal you were supposed to go to, that you can go to any checkpoint and get checked and wait with people. Pretty cool, huh? Surprising, that’s for sure, with all the security restrictions and things these days.

The Burger King at the airport had a broken broiler, so no flame-broiled Whopper, Jr. for me. I had to go with the corned beast sammich I’d originally purchased. And those airport shops are dangerous little tempting traps when you have a lot of money (I ended up spending WAY less that I’d anticipated!) and time to kill before your flight takes off. The Hallmark trapped me, and of course I got a little something for Aidan. :)

So, Philly was fun enough. Very interesting experiences, very good food, and of course, the Bob Show was amazing. I had a really good time.

Did you know that today is the 143rd anniversary of the Gettysburg Address? I’ll bet you didn’t. And man, is it already nearly 8pm? Wow does time fly, even when your plane lands 25 minutes ahead of schedule.

But this is a short week! Three days, then FOOD FOOD FOOD! And I plan to start my Christmas shopping! I do, I do, I do! :) YAY. But you know, even though I’m starting to hear Christmas music in some stores and see decorations here and there, it doesn’t really FEEL Christmasy yet. Strange for me, right? I mean, I am always ready in October. But now I’m like “Oh crap. It’s gonna be here before I know it, then little Aidan’s birthday too!” Time is flying.

I think that’s all for now. Til next time!

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I know I say this every year, but DANG there are a lot of people with birthdays in the first two weeks of November, oh say…NINE MONTHS after Valentine’s Day.

The pot roast Crock-pot experiment was a sucess! Well worth getting up at 730am for!!!! (You know, to cut potatoes and such). Everything is sooo yummy.

Had another VERY lazy Sunday. :X Weird dreams, too. Finished reading Sweet Revenge by Nora Roberts for the 438574893567th time. I LOVE that book. It’s easily one of my absolute favorites. Such rich storytelling. Nora Roberts is truly gifted. My copy of the book is starting to fall apart. I’ve had it for about ten years, now.

I’ve passed my goal of reading 100 new books this year. I think I’m up to 104 or 105 now. Amazing, huh? It might be time to put some new ones on reserve at the library. :)

I’m playing around on 43 Places, and wow, I didn’t realize I’d traveled so much throughout my life. I mean, I know it’s not a lot compared to some people, but for me, it’s impressive. No wonder I have such wanderlust! Here’s my page: [link] No complaints here, I just want to travel more! :)

In other news, a certain fire is coming back in me. Slowly but surely. And that’s all I want to say about that certain matter. Just know that it’s a GOOD THING.

That’s about all for now. Gonna get another plate of food. ;) See ya!

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The End of Another Weekend

I’m tired. The 1/2 Tylenol PM is starting to kick in. But my stomach is also awake and demanding food. How does one go about satisfying both needs?

Had a pretty relaxing weekend. Got to hang out with Libby and her friend last night. Good times. Made MY first ever Crock-pot meal. Okay, so I cheated and used one of those Banquet meals–the herb chicken and rice. Well. When I opened the bag and saw all the onions, I PANICKED. I am not an onion fan, as you all should know. But I dumped them all in, figuring, well, after cooking for 10 hours, those things should be non-existent.

I was right! After the rice cooked, I couldn’t even see the onions, let alone taste them. It was soooo yummy, too. I have a bit left for lunch tomorrow, I’m excited about that. Although I can’t seem to find my lunchbox at the moment…

Yesterday was spent playing with Aidan, napping, reading, smelling the Crock-pot make WONDERFUL food, and then having my friends over. It was a good Saturday. I also managed to write a letter, so wlotus, watch your mailbox. :)

Anyone else interested in exchanging real letters? Amy (verytruly) is also really into slams. I like to fill them out, but making them is another story. I’m so freakin’ lazy these days, and not very creative anymore. I spend my free time reading and journaling and sleeping. Like today. I took a three hour nap.

So much going on in my life right now. Can’t write about it yet. Well, I can, but I choose not to at the moment. Just keep sending good thoughts to me, okay? The main thing is that I can’t believe how quickly time is going by. It’s already fewer than twenty days until Thanksgiving, and then after that, Christmas will be on its way. I haven’t even begun to seriously plan about shopping–I only know a few things I’m getting. Other than that, no clue.

I keep hearing from people at McGraw-Hill who tell me they miss me. That makes me feel good because I miss them, too. But except for some drama issues from last month, ZB is working out well for me. The reading novels when I am not busy is really a good benefit! I have a stack on my desk for tomorrow if I don’t get any work in, which I SHOULD, because Handwriting is really picking up, YAY. I’ve also been moved to doing some 2Rs on the LACE guides, and that’s a LOT of fun. Lots more things to mark up! :) Finals are easy, 2Rs are a challenge, which I like. YAY for proofreading.

Mmm, I think the sleeping pill is winning over the hunger. But I might have a snack anyway. Or a “smack,” as Asher from The Giver says. :)


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My Pleasant Sunday…

– Waking up at 10:15am.
– Writing ’til my fingers fell off.
– Chatting all day with my one of my most favorite people ever.
– Downloading music like whoa.
– Writing some more.
– Burning that heavenly Nag Champa. Mmmmmm.
– Feeling more content and relaxed than I have in a long, long time.


If only life could always be like this. Maybe someday it will.

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Weekend Recap (Pictures)

Okay, I know the weekend isn’t officially over, but I wanted to post anyway. Good times, man. Good times.

Friday night, Bob and Bizzy came over. We had pasta bake and watched Dazed and Confused and The Boondock Saints. But I didn’t finish BS because Ivy (swankivy) called! What fun that was. We are such dorks. The funny thing is that she’s one of my best friends and has been since 1998, but we don’t talk on the phone often at all. Most of our communication is long emails and IMs and Live Journal entries. So, actually talking to her was loads of fun, especially with the stories she had for me. Great times!!

Saturday, I woke up at 11am! And that wasn’t even on my own–Aidan came in and took off my face mask. Boy was it BRIGHT! Instant headache. It did fade for the most part, though. Headed down to New Concord for a wine-tasting, only I didn’t taste much wine. A storm blew in–violent but quick. I wasn’t scared! To give you some perspective–thunderstorms used to freak me the hell out. I mean, I’d have all out panic attacks where I’d curl into a ball, stuff my fingers in my ears, and practically cry. I’d be shaking uncontrollably. The more severe the storm, the worse the attack. But this one, I was wishing I could get outside and take some pictures. I did get a picture of the storm rolling in, though:


Came back here and took a nap with Aidan, then headed to the stores for some shopping. Went to Nordstrom to pick up my 7s. I got them in April, but in the tradition of expensive jeans, they were WAY too long, so I got them tailored. Now they fit perfecty. See, here’s the thing about 7s. The girl told me that once I bought a pair, I’d never want to go back to regular jeans. I thought “nah, I like my American Eagle jeans all right.” But she was right! All I want now are 7s. They fit perfectly. They’re as comfy as pajamas. And I look awesome in them. So of course I want more pairs, but they’re expensive. So I must refrain.

Anyway, I went to Gentle Wind (where I got my aura read and picked up the Nag Champa incense), and then headed to Target for laundry detergent and hangers. So now that I have that stuff, guess what’s on the agenda for today. Yup, laundry and hanging up, folding, and/or organization of clothing. So fun. NOT.

I still have to unpack from my trip out west! Then I get to finish packing for Chicago, but that will be a lot easier. I don’t plan on checking any bags. That’ll make things so much easier.

Anyway, I leave you with a couple more pictures:

Wet Rose
Wet rose in the yard after a rain

Mr. Aidan
Mr. Aidan. Three going on thirty. :)

Okay, now I’m mad. Chris KNEW I was planning on doing laundry today. I haven’t done it in ages and was way overdue. I am NEVER motivated to do laundry. SO WHY IN THE FRESH HELL DID HE PUT HIS CRAP IN THE MACHINE? He NEVER finishes–meaning that he leaves stuff in the dryer all the time. Grrrrrrrrrr. Like whoa. So tempted to take it out and put in on the floor. I mean, seriously. Grrrr.

ETA: Okay, okay, so he did my laundry too. *feels sheepish*

And Aidan is peeling the designs from his shirt for some reason. What is with boys this week?


‘Til next time!

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