04.04.09
Posted in General at 10:46 pm by Adriene
For some reason, I have been having some seriously wacked-out dreams lately. (And before any of you comedians suggests it, NO, I am NOT pregnant. End of story.) Actually, I don’t really know if I’m really dreaming more or if I’m just remembering my dreams more than usual, but I am finding myself waking up in the morning and scratching my head in confusion a lot more often. Here are some interesting tidbits from the past week:
- Tuesday night, I dreamed that my mother, at the age of 60, informed me that she and my dad were going to have another baby. The fact that she would be nearly 61 when the baby was born did not bother me. What bothered me was that I was going to be nearly 31 years older than my brother or sister. And that my daughters would be two years older than their aunt or uncle.
- Wednesday night, I had a dream that involved several cast members from The OC. I’m not talking about regulars like Ryan, Seth, or Summer. I’m talking random minor characters like Ryan’s brother Trey and Alex the bartender chick who dated Seth kinda but then had a thing with Marissa. Oh, and Che the treehugger (who I repeatedly wanted to punch in the face). We were all hanging out at my parents’ house and watching TV. (How surreal would it have been if we were watching The OC, hmmmmm?)
- Thursday night, I dreamed that one of my aunts called me and told me that we were all going to go in together and have my grandmother’s house re-carpeted as a Christmas present. But we wanted it to be a surprise, so we sent Grandma out somewhere so the carpet could get installed while she was gone. However, we decided that, in order to make it even MORE of a surprise, we needed to cover the carpet up after it was installed. So we were hauling in rugs, extra furniture, and random other crap to cover up the newly-installed carpet. I don’t remember if Grandma was surprised or not, because I woke up during the whole scuffle of trying to cover the carpet up.
Jeff’s been having weird dreams, too - one of his latest ones was that we were at a wedding before we got married, and I freaked out and told him I was scared of commitment and ran off. After he told me about the dream, I told him he should have hooked up with one of the bridesmaids at the wedding. Oh, and I don’t know what he was dreaming about the other night, but he woke me up talking in his sleep, ranting about rich people.
Maybe there’s something in our water?
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04.02.09
Posted in Public Service Announcements at 2:03 pm by Adriene
Recently, several people have pointed out to me that I never blog. Okay, okay. You got me. I’ll admit it. While I do try to at least grace this blog with my presence at least once a month, I’m not what you would call a serious blogger by any stretch of the imagination. The fact of the matter is, I’m not a particularly creative person, and I really don’t think I’m a good writer (I KNOW. If I blogged more, my writing would improve, blah blah blah). I pointed this out to a friend of mine who noted that the past several entries on here have been memes, and he responded that I should just “write about what I’ve been up to.”
YOU GUYS. “What have you been up to?” is probably my most hated question, ever. Mostly because I think that people tend to expect answers like “skydiving over the Pacific,” “feeding the hungry with Bono in Ghana,” or “single-handedly quelling rebellion in Paraguay with a fork” (place that quote, if you please). Instead, my answer is always something like “not much,” or “oh, the usual.”
The fact of the matter is, my days are usually spent telling people things like “take that out of your mouth THIS INSTANT,” “stop standing on the coffee table,” and “don’t touch that” (please note that these statements can be applicable to either my daughters or my husband at any given time). I’m a mom. I love being a mom, but I don’t really do anything interesting much these days. And that’s really okay - my primary focus these days is to raise the girls. It just doesn’t make for terribly stimulating conversation, I’m afraid, unless you’re really curious about what the latest word Erin is saying (”Hi,” if you really want to know), or the newest cute thing Gracie has learned how to do (she’s into kissing these days, especially her dolls and her sister).
Now, lest you think that being around the girls all the time is the *only* thing I do, I should point out that Jeff has been VERY good about letting me escape when I need to - I went to Ryan Adams’ last concert with Scott and Carla a couple of weeks ago, and Jeff even let me travel to DC ALL BY MYSELF at the end of January for a girls’ weekend. So, I’ve done some “fun” things, too. (Plus I’ve got two awesome concerts to look forward to in the somewhat near future - No Doubt and Paramore at Lakewood at the beginning of June, and U2 and Muse at the Georgia Dome in October!)
But seriously, if you ask me “what have you been up to” or something like that and I answer “not much,” I promise I’m not being stand-offish. It’s just the truth. 
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03.10.09
Posted in Confessions, My Immaculate Taste in Music at 9:43 am by Adriene
Jeff tagged me in this meme in Facebook, and I thought I might as well play along.
It’s easy to list albums that have changed your life. You might as well be asked to list the reasons that you’re cool. But honestly, no one is impressed by your love of the Velvet Underground or your profound appreciation for Howlin’ Wolf. No. What people want is a list of reasons why you’re an idiot. Tearing others down makes us feel better about ourselves.
So, cowboy up and admit your musical faults. Think of 10 albums or singles that you would be embarrassed to let other people know you’ve enjoyed. It’s not fair to list something that you like just because hipster popular opinion says it’s lame.
No. This list is for music that actually makes you embarrassed to have ever like/purchased/rocked out to.
Much like Jeff, I’ve got several CDs in my collection that I probably *should* be embarrassed about, but I’m not, really. But, I have owned some serious clunkers in the past, so I’ve got plenty of material for this one.
1. Sugar Ray - Floored - I blame the fact that I bought this CD on being 18, stupid, having access to a credit card for the first time, and my discovery of CDNow (WHAT? THERE’S A WEBSITE THAT WILL MAIL YOU CDs IF YOU ORDER THEM? HOW COOL IS THAT??). I listened to it a grand total of I think 5 times before I gave it to the boyfriend of some girl who lived on my hall freshman year. It’s bad when “Fly” is, by far, the best song on a CD.
2. Creed - My Own Prison (see also: Human Clay and Weathered) - I have a confession. I used to love me some Creed. I even asked for these CDs for Christmas. Then I discovered that Scott Stapp is… well… a tool. A gargantuan tool. And then I kind of started hating their music.
3. Ace of Base - The Sign - Yes, I owned this CD once upon a time. I was also 14.
4. Joan Osborne - Relish - This was another CD that I specifically asked for as a birthday present one year. I thought “One of Us” was awesome. And then I saw Dr. Evil sing it in the second Austin Powers movie, and that kind of ruined it. (Though I will admit that I occasionally still spin this one for “St. Theresa,” which is still a good song, I think.)
5. Nelson - After the Rain - Can I tell you how much 12 year old Adriene LOVED the Nelson twins? Can I? I thought they were dreamy. :sigh: I still kind of like “Love and Affection,” when I’m in a big hair mood.
6. Duran Duran - Thank You - So, if you knew me back in 1993 or so, you’ll know I had a minor Duran Duran obsession in 8th and 9th grade. I loved (and still like quite a bit) The Wedding Album. So, when they released Thank You a few years later, I bought it, thinking “Hey, Duran Duran doing covers? How bad can it be?” Very bad, let me assure you.
7. Kelly Clarkson - Breakaway - I love this CD. But I’m embarrassed that I love it. A few years ago, I went to one of her concerts with some of my friends from RMFO (mostly just to hang out), and I made fun of all of them for liking her so much. And after the concert, I bought this CD. They got to me.
8. Newsboys - Love Liberty Disco - I think the title of this pretty much explains it all. Though I am glad to say I got this one for free.
9. Deana Carter - Did I Shave My Legs For This? - This is another example of being 18, stupid, and having access to CDNow. I’m really not a country fan (and have never really been), and I thought the title track to this CD was hilarious. So, don’t buy a CD just because you like the title track and think it’s funny.
10. Savage Garden - Savage Garden - Yes, this was ANOTHER CDNow purchase. I have to admit that I still have a bit of a soft spot for “To The Moon And Back.” But “Truly Madly Deeply” is so syrupy sweet that I can feel my teeth rotting when I listen to it.
I actually have more I could list, but I think these are the top 10 offenders. Any skeletons in your musical closet?
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03.06.09
Posted in General at 6:36 pm by Adriene
(Yeah, yeah, yeah… I know it’s been nearly two months since a blog post. I’ve… had other things to do.)
I just realized I have to change the subtitle of my blog now. Since I’m no longer an incoherent twentysomething.
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01.16.09
Posted in Confessions at 10:31 pm by Adriene
So, imagine the following purely hypothetical situation:
You’re a stay-at-home mom of twin toddler girls, and have discovered that, really, daytime TV sucks rocks. Sometimes you luck out and catch a marathon of Mythbusters or Dirty Jobs over on Discovery, but, for the most part, you’re resigned to watching just Sesame Street and The Price is Right.
Then, one day, you’re channel-surfing, and come across a channel you usually skip right on past: SOAPnet. Soap operas have never really been your thing (especially since all of them inevitably have a character named Demitri and some other character with an eyepatch), but you recognize a face that you’ve seen over on Go Fug Yourself multiple times and pause for a second.
Now imagine it’s two months later and you’re thoroughly sucked into the universe that is The O.C. Because that’s where I am right now.
You guys, this show has infected my brain. I know I’ve got a problem when I start imagining writing letters to characters:
Dear Kirsten Cohen,
Julie Cooper-Nichol-Ho-Bag is NOT YOUR FRIEND. SHE TURNED YOUR BUSINESS INTO AN EFFING PROSTITUTION RING. AND SHE TRIED TO CONVINCE YOUR FOSTER SON TO KILL SOMEONE. If she’s the best you can do, you need help. Oh, and congratulations on remaining sober…
Dear Julie Cooper-Nichol-Ho-Bag,
Stop being a gold-digging ho-bag and parent your children…
Dear Taylor Townshend,
Must you be mental? Like, all the time?
You get the picture.
I’ve also discovered that everyone on this show must have the same agent as everyone on Chuck and Twilight, because I’ve seen two Nerd Herd employees and a few Cullens and various other Forks residents show up at one time or another. (Which makes keeping plot lines separate kind of fun. Like the time that James Volchak hated Rosalie’s Sadie’s cousin and then Hercules Ryan’s dad showed up and all hell broke loose.)
The funny thing is, as involved as I got in this show, it took me a good two weeks before I’d admit to Jeff that I’d started watching it in the afternoons. However, I did eventually cave and tell him, and yes, he did pick on me about it, but you know what? That’s okay. I’m slowly realizing in my old age that it’s okay to like cheesy stuff for purely entertainment value. So, I guess I’m becoming less stuck-up as I get older?
Who knows? Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got more letters to write.
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