Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Thoughts about Lana Del Rey

Thoughts about Lana Del Rey (I’m very bored).

1.       Her music makes me wish I had some problems. Or better yet, for a second I think I do have these problems and become broody. Then I’m like, “Oh yeah. I've been married for almost 10 years and I’m not some older man’s side piece. I forgot.”
2.       Did she change her race?
3.       I feel like I need a certain look to listen to her. I’m not sophisticated enough. Meh.
4.       WE’RE THE EXACT SAME AGE. :::sigh::::
5.       I don’t think her plastic surgery looks bad. **shrugs**
6.       She refers to her music as Hollywood sad-core. Is that a thing? I think she invented it.
7.       She kind of makes me think being an American is awesome. 
8.       Have you heard her early stuff? She went by Lizzy Grant and it’s kinda cool. 


Oh hey.

I haven’t been here in a while. Weeks maybe? I imagine I should probably hang this site up for good, but I can’t for some reason. Having this domain has become such a part of me, even if I don’t update it that often. I guess what I’m saying is that I still care about it, even it's neglected.

It's basically the family dog and I've gone off to college to party. 

Since things have been good and I don’t have much to update, I thought I’d share this Lana Del Rey song that I’m digging lately. It’s new!

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

There are two types of friends...

Upon deep reflection over the weekend, I realized that being a grown up and a parent at the same time sucks. Making friends is awful. Just awful. Either your friends are parents, or they’re not. Having either a parent or non-parent friend has plenty of advantages/disadvantages, but I like to only think about the disadvantages since they’re more annoying.

Friends that are parents are literally the worst to coordinate with. It’s not their fault. Like myself, I am a slave to the babe. We can’t just GO and DO like so many non-parents out there, and so coordinating schedules around other people that aren’t willing to bend their schedules for yours (justifiably) leaves doing anything practically impossible. Finding a parent friend whose schedule is aligned with yours might just be the most magical thing on the planet. HOLD ON TO THEM.

But, then on the other hand, my kid-less friends just don’t get what it’s like to be a parent. And it’s not a bad thing, but they just don’t really get it. I think about my pre-kid days and being friends with people with kids. I would hear them talk about their kids and literally just not getting it. Or caring. Sorry friends that had kids back when I didn’t. I just didn’t even get it. I was too busy being spontaneous.

Over the weekend I tried to meet up with a friend. I put her address in my stupid third party GPS app and of course the GPS failed me and took me almost an hour out of my way in the opposite direction. When I discovered that a terrible error had occurred, I put her address in google maps and realized she was another 30 minutes away. I then realized that there was no way I would be driving anymore. Nope. It was 10 o’clock at night which means that I couldn’t possibly do another thing in an attempt to meet up with my friend. When did I become old and tired?

I came home and talked about it with my husband who said if he realized he drove even 3 miles out of the way he would have cancelled. He’s more older and tired than me. 

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