Spring Break in a Vacation Town...

Damn it all- I had a fairly long post going and suddenly it all vanished! And I am back to an empty page that merely suggests for me to repopulate with words, witticisms, and whatever else that may flow from my mind vomit and onto the page. You poor reader you! I had a really good spring break, just enough spring and maybe could use a few more days break! Today was Kevin's day off of work so we walked down to McGee beach with the dogs. Kevin and I played catch and I played fetch with Tharnsby. I am a little sunburned but I don't mind. I went swimming and it was awesome. I can't help but think that no matter how old or young you are everyone plays in the ocean the same way. We splash into and tumble around in the waves. I love the ocean and I know the few rules of the ocean if there are any. Swim with the tide if your caught in a rip tide, wear sunscreen, sand WILL get everywhere, and last but not least if you feel something don't freak out. If you feel something and you know it's alive- don't freak out; if you feel something alive and it hurts- don't freak out until it hurts a lot or you see blood. You probably just pissed off a crab- oh and that reminds me of another rule, don't reach out and pick stuff up that you don't know what it is...Anyway, crabs only hurt a pinch. So what do you do if you live in a vacation town that people come to in order to get away from stuff, just act like your on vacation too. The seafood is good and the beach is even better.

Oh Woe...

So I was pretty amped to go see the Slackers this past Monday but it was all for nothing. I did not get to go. I was a little sad but I am hopeful that they will come back. They have to come back! I really enjoyed their music, I remember the first time I heard them. It was on a Hellcat Record Give Em the Boot comp 3. The song was called "Watch This" and it was so pretty. I have two of their other cd's but neither of them have this song on it. Unfortunately, I also lost that comp too so I have no access to it at all. I can watch it on Youtube now so that is kinda cool but there's nothin' like having the actual cd you can jam in your car or around the house. I think I was at a party at my friend Ragans' house when my (still, 10 years later) best friend Charity came over and she had brought it with her. We had so much fun that night and many after that too. Ragan's house was usually a great place to hang out at, even after Paulyo, Matt and me wrecked his car. paulyo ran a stop sign and we were side swiped. Poor Ragan I bought him a Hot Wheels toy to try and make him feel better but it only made him laugh then go quiet. I think it was not nearly so consoling as I had hoped it would be, but many bottles and beers later his apartment's stayed great party spots. The Slackers will always remind me of a lot of old times, both good and bad but always worth remembering. I have noticed the last couple of blogs I posted say something about living. I hope that I have lived life to the fullest. I know I have pushed it to the edge on several occasions. But sometimes I worry that I will never grow up and since I am already 28 (gasp!) it may be too late for me too. I get excited about silly things and still jump up and down. But sometimes I act childish too and get down and out. I am usually immersed in a reading and it is hard to come up for air and life after so much reading. Thank goodness Kevin has the patience of a saint! He is actually named after a saint, I didn't know there was even a saint named Kevin but the Catholics seem to have a Saint for everything! I have found some consolation in the Bloom reading, after she said she didn't have a real job until she was thirty something. What a relief! I just sit around reading and trying to write, so maybe I am capable of writing something enticing and interesting too! Well, that's my blah blah blahg for today...

Concerts and other things...

I realized after I published my last blog that I should have titled it something else! My goal really is to stop saving junk and save only good things; but there is a fine line huh? The eye of the beholder and all that. I am going to go to a concert tonight- I am excited! The Slackers are playing at Theo's and I get to write a review of it for this new online website my361online.com that one of my friends is forming. It should be awesome! I love the Slackers, it is a great mix of reggae and ska and punk. Look at me, writing about them already! Should save that for the website...anyway, I can't get the concept of saving out of my head. I don't know why I have kept so much clutter, all that it really does is collect dirt. I think that most of the things have some sort of meaning to me, either they were gifts or they were antiques or something along those lines. I have a bookmark made out of bone from occupied Japan that is pretty cool; but I also have a Halloween owl beanie baby. I guess I will embrace the clutter because I don't know what I would do without it. It does provide a lot of various sundry items to draw for art. It makes it a little interesting I guess. I claim that most of my stuff is probably junk but I was almost robbed the other day and I am positive I would have been upset if they had succeeded. But we lucked out and they ran away when they realized someone was home. Tharnsby has scared away another burglar too, we were asleep at the time and didn't even realize that is what happened until the next morning. Kevin and I just told her to shut up it was late! Poor dog! She got much love though after we realized what happened. On the note of being robbed, Kevin and I are looking for a new place to live- obviously. Our landlord does rent to own stuff too and so we are looking at buying a home now rather then rent. It just makes more fiscal sense. LOL- I used fiscal in a sentence. I am soooo not that responsible but I have always wanted my own home. And bills and rent always get paid no matter what so I know we wouldn't be foreclosed on ever. I think I am just rambling on now, clearing my head a little. It would be crazy to own our own home, but super awesome too! Well, c'est la vie for now...gotta go do some living :) 

When I stopped saving

It all began with stickers. I collected and saved hundreds of stickers when I was a girl. Lisa Frank was my goal but any kind would do. I collected and saved all sorts of crap. I collected rocks. I collected books (and still do) and I have collected and saved too many clothes, shoes, bracelets by the thousand, necklaces. I always went by what my mom had taught me- save it because you may need it later. This led to a weird habit of mine that turned rather wasteful once I was out in the world on my own. I would save bits of food in the fridge for months and not eat it always saying, I am saving that for this meal of such and such. I was single, living alone, with a fridge full of spoiled food that I kept saving. I never even really made the connections that link it back to my mom. We had to save everything when we were growing up because we were fairly poor and couldn't afford another of anything. It was really interesting to me to figure out where this habit came from and when I recognized it I always thought "How weird, I want this now but I am saving it for something." I had two sisters so they always got their preference whereas I got what was leftover, or handed down. When I lived alone I didn't notice this habit. After over a year of living with Kevin, I guess I save things for him. As a single woman it led to rotten vegetables in my fridge and the stereotypical month old Chinese food in a carton populating my fridge. I am trying to break this habit of saving, except for my books, and get in the habit of living. I want to use everything just to buy it again. How capitalistic it sounds all written out like that but really what am I saving for if it is just going bad or collecting dust? I do not have an overabundance of space in which to put said saved things, but I have taken instead to the habit of what I call gluing (but the rest of America terms scrapbooking.) Yes I am a scrapbooker. After a lifetime of saving for who knows what, a lot of my memories from pictures and old party hats to the Buick emblem and more have been collected and glued into a (several) book of memories. These are worth saving. But it is hard to muster through it all, one easily gets lost in the pile of "(s)crap" and joy and sadness abound at the returning of my mind to that moment at New Years Eve or the time I got my Buick stuck in a muddy ditch with my best friend and a 30 pack. There are not truthfully alot of pictures in my scrapbooks. I prefer old ticket stubs and autographs, crazy wrapping paper and things like that that will stand out in my memory. I have thought about collecting movie stub tickets as I love to go to the movies but I don't know where to begin. I re-collect mentally all the different movies I have seen who I was with and when. These are good memories, worth saving.