what. the. what?

13 again.

If there was any time for me to act a fool and revert to my 13 year old teenie bopper boy band loving baby face swooning self, it was last night....at the NKOTBSB concert. ::swoon:: Thank you Groupon, for having NKOTBSB tickets for $20.  You have made my entire week.  I really wanted to go and I really didn't want to spend a lot of money just to go, but holy sexy men batman, it was WORTH IT.  I'm kind of jealous that my friend Steph gets to go again when they come back in a couple weeks.  I am utterly and completely wiped out having only had a couple hours of sleep last night but I'm still running on adrenaline replaying the concert in my head over and over and over again.

Those boys are still looking oh so gorgeous.  Donnie Wahlberg...it is a sin for a man over 40 to look as good as you do, but please, don't stop.  Nick Carter...what can I say...If you want me, I'm yours.  Jordan Knight...would you stop looking so hot?! Brian Littrell...you're so sexy and goofy its turning me on.

Highlights...
NKOTB strutting down the not so mysteriously phallic shaped stage.
Donnie ripping his shirt off and throwing it into the audience...I was so entranced by the topless man on stage I nearly missed the cat fight that broke out between
Everything BSB.
NKOTBSB Mash up...It was like a sexplosion of secstasy. 
Old school boy band dance moves.
Hip thrusts and lots of them.
Love Ballads
Nick's little body roll while singing "am I sexual"
Brian and Howie's random entrance right under where we were sitting...considered a highlight because of Brian's proximity however, not so much since I wasn't close enough to touch...sigh.

Hm, so yeah.  Lots of screaming, lots of swooning, lots of man ogling.  I may be a zombie today, but I'm one happy lust filled zombie.

Even better....

AUTOGRAPHED PIC.  That's right be jealous.  So at will call, where I picked up my awesome tickets for the best concert ever, my sister managed to find this little gem.  I was too preoccupied to notice that my cousin slyly walked out with it.  Upon further inspection it was determined that the signatures are in fact...REAL.  Therefore the poor, poor girl who lost it is probably still crying her eyes out as we speak.  To that I say, finders keepers!  My sister tried to steal it from me when she got out of my car, in fact she actually did steal it.  However I know she knows that I know she's going to give that thing back to me.   So no I did not in reality get to meet them, however I may be OK with people thinking that I did. Wahahaha.

I <3 NKOTBSB!!! Ah, I wanna go again!

</swoon>

Whats the word?

Melancholy. Sullen. Those are probably the best to describe it right now.  I must have woken up on the theoretical wrong side of the bed.  It didn't help that the dog was awake from 1am and moving around all night.  And its definitely not helping that it's storming at the moment.  Gloomy.

But I'm attempting to change that mood since tonight is NKOTBSB.

YAY!!

Sleepy Zombie

It's kind of like angry zombie but minus the angry. No known cure for sleepy zombie at this time. Caffeine unfortunately will not take part in the studies.

There have been only a few times I can ever recall being so exhausted, even after a good nights sleep, that I've fallen asleep while driving.  What I mean is today I fell asleep at a stoplight, but yes I have actually fallen asleep while driving, however that was only once....ever.   So, very, very dangerous.    The worse part is, I feel fine getting up out of bed and getting ready for the day.  But once I get in the car my car narcolepsy kicks in.  Car narcolepsy?! you say?  It exists.  At least for me.  When I get in the car for long periods of time there's practically zero chance of me staying awake.  Especially if I'm just a passenger, and more so if I'm even remotely lacking any amount of sleep.  


Anyway...its time to get into the work zone. Otherwise at this state I'll never get anything done.

riding the hormone wave

I'm kind of glad hardly any of my people friends don't read my blog, although now that I've officially said that out loud I may have inadvertently jinxed myself and every single one of them will manage to find their way here for this post.  I won't say it.  But I'm pretty sure those few of you who do read this will figure it out.

Riding the hormone wave.  In an annoying yet really good way.   If it's like this now, just imagine by the time winter rolls around...that should be fun.  I'm going to apologize right now to my husband before it all happens and I won't be in the right mind to apologize for it then.  I'm sorry love.

I'm already exhausted and grumpy.  I hope this goes away soon. I'd like to enjoy my last summer of freedom.

Started off today in a good mood...that was short lived.  You hear about the annoying things people do to you when they find out, but you think "my friends/family aren't like that".  Then, the next thing you know you're sitting at your desk getting incredibly frustrated because your friends and family keep soliciting currently unwanted 'advice'.  Right now, I don't want you to nitpick! Right now I want you to be happy and make fun tentative plans. Right now, I want to wear my pretty heels and continue on just like I normally would.  Minus the things I already know I shouldn't do...like drink.  I'm ok with that, you should be too. Don't stress me out...I don't like being stressed out.  And there will be plenty of stressing out to come so right now...let me be zen. Please?!

I'm missing my coffee right now.  I need an energy boost.

Angry Zombie needs some serenity.

Monday:

God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference. 

If I were interested in tattooing an entire paragraph of words on my body it would be this excerpt of the serenity prayer.  Nothing says it better than that.  

Must not have slept well last night because even though I went to bed at the normal time and woke up at the normal time I still found myself falling asleep on the drive into work.  And I look like a zombie.  My aunt stole my soothing eye gel that I use when my eyes are tired and I haven't replaced it yet.  

I wasn't even an angry zombie until about 9am.   

Tuesday:

I didn't even realize I never finished this blog post yesterday.  Well, as far as the angry zombie version of me goes, talking to some friends about random nonsense things brightened my mood for the rest of the day.  Today however, the angry zombie is threatening to return.  If talking nonsense subdues the angry zombie I believe I need to start thinking nonsense.  Then maybe the gibberish of my thoughts could distract me from the depressing quarter-life crisis type of thoughts that have been consuming my recent days.

IN other news...I had the opportunity to feed my friends baby on Saturday and now I'm in trouble.  Baby fever ahoy.  The idea still scares the shit out of me, but I'm pretty sure if it didn't, there'd be something seriously wrong with me.  I was at the mall and walked by an adorable little asian boy who so cutely stared up at me and smiled.  Save me, I'm surrounded!  

I'm drained mentally.  I'm in desperate need of a hot beach vacation where I can just sleep and lay out on the hot sand and work on my tan.  Please please please...

and the pants party continues.

"I would like to extend you an invitation to the pants party."  I have no idea what this has to do with what I'm going to write but it popped in my head and I wanted to say it.

Random nonsense jumbles occupy my thoughts.  Daydreams and summertime yearnings. For a brief few seconds the ceaseless randomness lull in a softer tune than have been the last week, and I took that moment to realize I have all party weekends ahead of me for the month of May.  Busy Busy Busy am I. Thinking about it makes me tired...or that could be the PMS. I have been semi-obnoxiously betchy lately. 

First...need a shoe shopping fix. And what better way to tell my husband than to walk into the house and find a tornado left red fabric and black plastic littering the floor...that tornados name...Kona.  The victim:

My favorite pair of red suede pumps.  I seriously thought I was going to cry.  At first all I saw were the pieces and it didn't click.  It was like my brain was trying to save me the disgust and heartbreak by not telling me what it was, but I forced it to show me the truth.  And I regretted making my brain show me that instant.  Oh well, time to go hunting for another pair of red pumps. Muwahahahaha.

Great scott! and the next randomness to pop in my head is to be reminded that my loving husband warned me of a 'surprise' he was going to give me last week.  He didn't let me know when to expect said surprise because then it wouldn't be a surprise.  However, yesterday afternoon he said "your surprise should be at home today!" So when I got home I expected a package...there wasn't anything waiting for me but he assured me it was suppose to come.  As I was walking out the door to go to dinner (weds night is $2 burger night at the bar...sweet), I received this:

Awww, flowers! and cookies...  Yesterday he took his last final ever for his masters degree.  The last 2 and a half years of our lives I have helped support him as he worked full time and went to school.  Times he would get extremely busy, I would get so stressed to the point where I would emotionally crumble.  I don't deal with stress very well.  But essentially, the gift was to thank me for supporting him this whole time.  I'm all smiles thinking now I have my hubby back and he'll be far less stressed out now that he's done with school.  Thank goodness. 

Yes we can!

In celebration of the admittance of Osama Bin Laden into the depths of hell, I bring back the Obamanators old motto...YES WE CAN!  However, I will not say anything about the death of Osama Bin Laden, except...why are there so many fb posts quoting Team America: World Police?! My friend reminded me of this movie last night and now all I can hear in my head is "I'm so Ronrey"...Thanks a lot jerk!  That movie is great on so many levels, and completely inappropriate and insensitive.  But that's what a parody movie is all about is it not?

For those who haven't seen this disaster of a movie, this is the song stuck in my head:

And that is all the discussion I think the Bin Laden death deserves.  Dude finally got what was coming, lets move on cuz we got bigger problems here at home. Like...the ever increasing gas price situation. UGH someone get my car out of the auto shop so I can drive my 30mpg car vs driving the hubbies jeep that gets 15mpg please!

Moving on. I also use "Yes we can!" because...(drumroll please)...ONE POUND DOWN! Only 9 more to go. And time to celebrate with pizza.  Bahahaha. I'm well aware it's been like 3 weeks since said weight loss challenge has been accepted.  Still, this is with me not really changing my diet much and pseudo working out.  So it's an accomplishment for me, regardless.  Hooray!