Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Last week at the Parlor, we were privileged to hear from Archie Crisanto and Casanova Frankenstein.

Great music, good times.

Besides hearing some great tunes and even having two--count 'em, two--songs dedicated to me (thanks, Andy), I was able to witness the following:

Customer: Who do we talk to about playing?
Employee (yelling over the music): You want to play here?
Customer (louder): Yeah! Who do we talk to?
Employee: Wait. Let me get the owner.
Employee walks to the kitchen, yells: MARIE! This guy wants to play here. He wants to talk to you.
Marie walks to the counter, asks: How can I help you?
Customer: My band and I, we'd like to play here.
Marie: Oh! OK. Here, write down your name and phone number and email address. I'll get a hold of you.

Grinning from ear to ear and looking like an idiot, I'm sure, I sat and watched this whole exchange with pride in my heart. My little sister owns her own pizza place and has bands asking to play live in her store. How freakin' awesome is that?

Monday, October 25, 2010

"I know why you're not married,"
Hunter said, as he hugged me goodnight.
"Oh, yeah? Why's that?" I say, hugging him back, kissing his cheek.
"'Cause you're so pretty. Guys are too nervous to ask you out."

I love my nephew.
Ever wake up from a dream feeling like it was reality? I woke up in a dead panic on Sunday morning, totally freaked out about something I was doing in my dream and that everyone saw or heard about somehow. It was some kind of secret that came out and everyone was judging me, hating me, talking about me, telling me off, etc. When I woke up, my heart was pounding, I was sweating, breathing fast. It took me a full five minutes before I calmed down enough to make the correlation between the fever and sore throat I had in reality and the weird dream I had just had. I think I was having weird dreams because I was running a fever. That's possible, right?

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Don't judge me

Oh, Hanson. How I love you.

My wonderful Julia friend went to see Hanson with me a few weeks ago at the Depot in Salt Lake City. I warned her that she was about to see a very giddy Sarah, a Sarah very reminiscent of the 16-year-old Sarah who had posters taped to her bedroom walls.

Say what you'd like about Hanson. I firmly believe that if you're inclined to think they're still the MMMBop Boys, it just means you haven't heard anything they've done recently. (Yes, they're still recording!)

These recordings aren't very good, sadly. But check 'em out.

I Will Come to You (from their first album, Middle of Nowhere)

Georgia (from their fourth album, The Walk)

Strong Enough to Break (from their third album, Underneath)

And if you wanna know what they're newest stuff sounds like, check out this video:

Thinking 'Bout Somethin' (from their fifth album, Shout It Out)
Yes, that's Weird Al. Yes, it's a spoof (or tribute) to the scene with Ray Charles from the Blues Brothers. You may catch these lyrics: "Well if you're not too proud to beg/ I could give you some respect." Again, a tribute to great R&B.

Or you can keep thinking I'm silly. I don't mind. I love Hanson.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Shutes Too Narrow, how I love you.

Underneath, my dear friend. I've missed you!

"30 Rock," I'm so glad you're back.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Family Brag Time

Short and sweet and to the point: My family rocks.

I couldn't possibly cover all of the things I love about my family, but here's a go of it:

Dad's way of giving his love. Mom's wisdom. Heather's constant support. Marie's courage. Jana's humor. David's intelligence. Tyler's sweet heart. Travis's steadfastness. Britney's kindness. Karina's unwavering faith. Hunter's quiet ways of loving. Courtney's smiles and hugs and kisses and notes and emails. Jacob's enthusiasm.

And my extended family on both the Heywood and Chinn sides: You are all some of the coolest, sweetest, most intelligent, most loving, most supportive people in the world and I feel so blessed to not only know you, but to have you as my own.

A few more almost-family members: Ashley and Doxey, I don't know how I would have survived the last few years without you guys. You're awesome. I feel so blessed to have your friendship. Juila, you're amazing and so positive and I'm so glad to have you as this kind of influence in my life. Lindsey, I love that we can go for months without a word and pick up again as if no time has passed.

I love you all. I should say it more and do more to show it. I wish I was better at communicating this to you all, but know that I do think of you all every single day and you're in my prayers.

Consider this a hug and kiss from your Sar Bear, Sarah Lou, Panda, SarHa, Sarie, Say-ya, Seewah, Sarah

Monday, October 11, 2010

I have come to the realization that I really am getting older. Not that I didn't realize it before, really. More like I'm coming to terms with aging, I guess. OK, so I'm only 28. That's not old, I know. But, here are a few things I can't do anymore:
  • Be on my feet all night. It's been YEARS since I worked at what was Pier 49 on Center Street in Provo. Now it's my sister's pizza place, the Parlor, and I'm working three nights a week. By the time I finally crawl home, my feet, ankles, and shins feel like they're on fire and are swollen to about five times their normal size.
  • Function on less than six hours of sleep. Six is my minimum. Seven is good. Eight is best. Nine is awesome. And after getting only six hours of sleep for about a week straight, and working more than I was used to, I totally crapped out last weekend. I skipped my regular job on Friday just to catch up on sleep. How lame is that?
  • Go without make-up (and eye-gel to reduce puffiness) after not getting enough sleep. Oh my, not a good idea. I look... well, how I feel: totally haggard! And a little bit scary, let's be honest.
OK. So these all fit together, and maybe they have less to do with age and more to do with being on my feet more after years of desk jobs and working more hours than I ever have before. I'm so tired when I get home, I just watch a little TV or a few minutes of a movie before I slink off to bed. I feel so lazy. I have SO much crochet work to get done, some pages to edit for my friend, reading I want to do... and I'm just too tired!

Any suggestions?

PS I'm job hunting for something full-time with benefits in an office (administration, secretarial, clerical, etc). Any leads would be nice.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

I've been neglecting you, my lovely little blog. I apologize.

There will be stuff posted soon. I promise.