Ch-ch-check it out

There are few things that bring me pure joy and bliss.

1. Really cute kids
2. Perfect weather days
3. REM sleep with fantastical dreams
4. Laughing until tears
5. Winning in Scrabble
6. Ray Lamontagne

I went Ray Lamontagne's concert last night. I was smiling ear to ear the entire show. I was on the front row. I thought my heart might jump out of my chest at any time and join him up on stage. There is something so easy and gravitating about his presence. I love the way he dances too. I could go on, but I won't. I wanted to meet him (like I met and hugged Damien Rice after his show) but I thought I would leave my stalker self at home. I lied, truthfully we didn't have the time to stalk. Anyway, to sum, if you don't know Ray Lamontagne check him out. You will not be disappointed. He is one of those artist's that I think everyone will enjoy.

Autumntime Lullaby

I made my way to Park City the other day. Beautiful. Here are two highlights from the trip:

I went through Lamb's canyon. I had never heard of it before. Anyway, its a really exclusive area. There were two abandoned turn of the century homes that I tried to "break" into. I just wanted to take a looksy. They were heavily secured. I am talking big heavy metal vaults for doors. But one interesting thing is that there was toilet paper in one of the outhouses. Weird...

We went to a park and sat under the prettiest yellow tree enjoying the ducks, the water, the photo shoot..? In the distance a tree or two away were two adult women taking glam shots of each other.

For the record, this is not an image from PC- I just added it for ambiance.

Secret Life of Bees

I read this book on Monday. I genuinely liked it. I wanted to read it before I watched the movie. Generally, I am not a hard critic when it comes to books. I am easily entertained though....

Are we Human or are we Dancers?....

I love the Killers. I love this song (the first time I heard it). I love this painting. I am a love machine!

Rockband Concert

Last night I went to this concert for free. Thank you Crista and Nick!!

We arrived at the concert when Dashboard started. The nice thing about Dashboard is that every song they sing is a hit. It is fun to sing along. What is more fun is looking at Chris Carrabba oolalala.....

My favorites were Hands Down and Vindicated. Chris is a different performer these days. I have seen him about three times it's interesting to see his progression as a performer. He is more confident, quirky, and from what I gather, himself.


Okay, I'll admit I was a bit nervous to go to a Panic at the Disco concert. Because look at them. However, rest assured that they are actually really talented and normal, aside from the 16 year old emo fan base. Keep in mind this assessment is coming from someone who listens to folksy, mellow music.



The lead singer was born in Utah and raised Mormon. I could sort of tell- which made me happy:) He is really talented- he would go from instrument to instrument throughout the same song. He plays guitar, accordion, cello, piano, and drums. Also, I am really impressed by his vocals. His range is unbelievable. (Musical talents- another reflection of a Mormon) I am not going to go out and purchase their albums, but I have a new respect for their sound and talent. Also, some members of the band are as young as 21. Overall, they put on a good show with one major exception NO ENCORE. I have been to a zillion concerts and they were the first to not give an encore.

We took two people home from the concert. They were high on life and other substances. Anyway, we dropped them off at 7 eleven. They both very openly announced that they were going to have some sexy time and off they went into the bathroom together.... Okay gross. Who does that in a 7 eleven bathroom? At least go to least step it up to grocery store bathroom.

Tagged: 7 Quirks

Here you go, Becky

1. I started recycling my plastic bottles because I only drink Arrowhead water (separate issue) So I felt pretty guilty knowing how many plastic bottles I have used in the past and not recycled. Now, I practically dig through every garbage can (public or private) so I can collect all the plastic bottles and recycle them. Ironically enough, I haven't actually recycled one bottle. Rather, every bottle I have ever collected is my car or in my room. I am a real saint.

2. I get really nervous to answer the phone. (More nervous now that I lost all my contacts because I don't know who is calling me anymore). I usually don't carry my phone with me, but when I do have it I see who is calling, wonder what they want, check the vm, and then muster up some courage to call them back. Hello, my name is Stacie and I have a Phone phobia.

3. I like leaving the lights on, but have an internal struggle about the electric bill and wasted energy. I just like coming home to a light on. I blame this quirk on Grandma Joan. My roommate bought me a really cool night light which is in our bathroom and that seems to help.

4. Apparently, I cackle after I say something funny. I am pretty upset about this one because I didn't know about it until a week ago when someone pointed it out. This person told me that he/she promised never to say anything about it, but couldn't handle listening to my cackle anymore :(

5. When I see a zit or blackhead on myself it has to be eradicated immediately- no exceptions.

6. I love music. I love sharing music. When someone talks when I am showing them a song I, want them to shut up- not because I want them to listen to the music, but because I really want to listen to it. I start to disengage from conversation and tune them out completely. It's true.

7. If I pop one knuckle I have to pop them all. Followed by neck and back pops. Ending with a few shoulder and neck stretches.

I tag Heather, Shannon, Stacey, and Leatha.

Humanity

I recently saw a movie that captured the raw side of humans. Everyone was forced to depend on each other because they couldn't see. This movie really got me thinking about how we are all the same, but we try so hard to be different and be better than our neighbor. Societies create boundaries. We build homes to keep us and our things in. Then fences to keep others out. Sometimes, for the really exclusive, gates around the community. In my Utopia, we embrace our sameness. No gates. No fences. No fear.

Flightless Bird, American Mouth

I have been talking politics lately- I assume so have you all. I am kind of thrown back because I have heard this comment over and over "I don't think I will vote because I can't decide, and my vote doesn't matter anyway." Trying to contain myself, I listen politely and shake my head; however, now that I have a blog, I am throwing it all on the table.

Three HUGE issues with that comment:

1. Indecision: Sure, we all face it everyday. My political views change too, but that shouldn't stop anyone from voting. Where is the sense in that? You have approx a month to form a solid opinion.

2. Actually Voting: Some people don't vote because they think it is too task intensive. Register. Take time from work to go. Pick up a pencil. Mark your chosen candidate. Yes, you are lamo, if you are complaining. Register now- so you don't freak out the day off.



3. My vote doesn't really matter: You may be right in the big scheme, but your vote matters to you. How can anyone sit back and do nothing? It reminds me of Andy from the office "Andy Bernard does not lose contests. He wins them. Or he quits them because they're unfair."


In summation, you have lost all credibility in my book if you complain about how things are and do nothing to help. Give the bird back it's flight, use your American mouth.

A Good Chuckle

My lovely friend made me an Eva Cassidy mix and I love it! Thank you!! So awhile back I was really having a superstar moment. I was drivin', singin', movin', & groovin' (droppin' my g's like Palin) As I was belting at the top of my lungs: "See your true colours shining through" I heard some chuckling so I peered to my left. There was a car full of teenage boys with their windows down laughing and pointing at me. I'd made their day. I didn't know whether to stop singing or finish holding out the note. I finished. Yes, you are now listening to that song on my playlist :) Feel free to sing along......you might just make someone else's day. hahahha

A Letter To My Body

In the last few years of my life, it has been my secret mission to enpower women. I want women all over the world to feel confident, sexy, successful, and happy. Between working at the women's shelter and battling my own demons, I believe the root to of not feeling confident, sexy, successful, and happy comes from within: specifically BODY IMAGE.

Why do women believe in the idea that there is only one way to be something. For example, where does it say that a successful woman is a rich working woman? and sexy woman is tall, blonde, and skinny? If you have bought into these ideals STOP NOW. Replace those beliefs with new ones. Love yourself completely.

A good first step on the path to loving yourself is to write your body a love letter. http://www.blogher.com/letter-my-body I know, it sounds sort of lame at first. However, if you step back and consider that your body is divine. You are the ruler. You command your body and it is obedient. You control your movements, your health down to each cell literally, and you control your thoughts. This is a great deal of power. Let us all be more responsible with that power. Let us create happy thoughts especially about our bodies and body image. Furthermore, say thank you to a divine creation.

The Flower of my Youth:
As I was thinking of a title for my blog, I thought to myself, why am I starting a blog? I am not a mother or a wife. But I AM young and having an awesome good time being in the flower of my youth! So here's for cherishing and basking in my youngness!