New Orleans Part 1-Jazz Festival

So I am waayyyy behind on my promise to regale ya’ll with the adventures from our trip to New Orleans. So here goes! Since Jazz Festival was our first adventure I’m going to start there. It goes without saying that it was an awesome experience with mind-blowing music. So let’s skip start to the fun part–

My Top Ten List from Jazz Festival 2012 (in no particular order…that’s just too stressful)

1-Finding an air-conditioned spot with seats to relax and clean restrooms with no lines. Yes, this happened to us first-time Jazz Fest attendees. And it was phenomenal. First of all, it was hot. Second of all, I always have to pee and the lines at concerts are looonnggg. Somehow in the midst of all this craziness, we bumbled into an inside area that wasn’t getting much traffic because it appeared to be closed off for a private party. If you went to the right it was. To the left– free reign. A little exploration made our Festival experience that much more enjoyable. And no, I will not disclose the location of this secret Jazz Fest haven.  You’ll just have to go find it for yourself…

2-I was able to purchase these lovely earrings. After tragically loosing my first pair of Bob Marley earrings, to then have them turn up in the parking lot of my apartment months later after the snow melted, to then loosing them again; I was thrilled to find a replacement pair. My life is just better with a pair of Bob earrings in it.

3-Bonnie Rait. After she commented on the heat and how we all needed to cool off, it started raining. A refreshing, gentle rain that cut the heat perfectly. So I’m pretty sure that she willed the rain to come which makes her like a god or something. And that’s just her weather-controlling powers. I was equally impressed with her musical performance.

4-Water Stations. I am hoping at this point that it’s a given a Festival like this will have these, but even so they make me very, very happy. You bring in an unopened water bottle and thanks to the water stations can refill as you like throughout the day. It’s economically, environmentally and health friendly. Now the trick is to keep track of that water bottle throughout the day…

5-Randomly catching the Foo-Fighters performance of Everlong as we walked behind the massive crowd watching the performance. I LOVE that song. And I like it even better when I’m not being jostled and crushed by a mass of people. After nearly disappearing into the crowd at the Eagles performance to never  be seen again, we quickly learned that you don’t walk through the crowd (what were we thinking!), you walk around the crowd. Much better.

6-The Food. Not the first thing you think to rave about at a music festival, but holy cow it was nom nom extraordinaire. And in a town with such a storied food culture, you do not want to miss any chance to eat. So we did. Crawfish Sacks, Oyster Patties, and  a Crawfish Beignet Platter from Patton’s Caterers, a variety of po boys, Crawfish Monica (aka crack pasta due to its highly addictive nature)  from Kajun Kettle Foods, Inc., jambalaya, fried chicken,  beignets from Cafe du Monde and even a seaweed salad that was the perfect accompaniment to a sweltering day and fried food overdose.

7-People-watching. One of my favorite sports. Do you see those shades I’m wearing? It’s so I can stare away without seeming creepy. (It just occurred to me that the shades in themselves might have made me look creepy.) My favorite was an elderly gentleman enthusiastically grooving with a frilly, pink parasol while performing in a Congo Line. He bore a striking resemblance to my Southern Baptist grandfather. I hope to one day be able to forgive myself for not getting a picture.

8-Warren Haynes with a variety of New Orleans musicians including Dr. John, Ivan Neville and Dirty Dozen Brass Band’s Roger Lewis, Kevin Harris and Efrem Towns. When we got to the Blues Tent for the performance, all the seats were taken so we piled into the aisle with the other over-flowers. I was hot, it was the end of the day and my feet were screaming. Then the performance began and I was mesmerized. The crowd thinned out and I got to do some seat dancing and rest my feet. And when it ended with Take A Load off Annie, I got to put my pipes to good use too. Drowned out by the crowd sing-along thank goodness.

9-I got to wear this beauty. Basically a belt with zippered pockets. I got it a while ago at an arts festival and I just knew it would come in handy. One day. And for the two days I was at Jazz Fest it was the star of the show. Seriously. Most clever idea ever. (You better not be thinking that this is a spin on a fanny pack.) I could store all my concert essentials, keep my hands free to do the important things like drinking and eating, possibly start a major fashion trend AND I’m thinking there must be some sort of fitness benefit from walking around with a weighted belt on all day.

10-Crossing an item off the bucket list. So I don’t actually have one but if I did, Jazz Fest would definitely be on it. I’d like to thank Leslee and Logan for getting married in New Orleans the weekend after the Festival which lead us to the brilliant idea that if we were making the trek to the wedding we might as well go all out and throw in Jazz Fest too.

Now that you’ve read this list of amazingness what’s your most recent travel adventure?

The After-Vacation Blues

You know that feeling of let down after a big vacation? It’s a bummer. You plan the vacation, can’t wait to go on it, count down the days and then before you know it you’re on that vacation and then before you can utter “ohhhhh I looooovvve vacation”–it’s over. Like Christmas when you’re a kid. You might have even been ready to take a vacation from your vacation and to embrace your non-vacation life. But inevitably, reality will set-in, life will settle back into its routines and it’ll all seem a bit mundane compared to the fabulous adventure you just had. It’s like a major case of the Mondays. So I thought to cheer myself up I’d relive some of my favorite moments from our recent trip to New Orleans. Since it was quite a long vacation and we managed to do a lot of amazingly awesome things that I’m sure you’re dying to hear about, I’m gonna spread the wealth out over a few posts. Lucky you.

Wow.

It’s a beautiful day and I’m cruising down the road with the windows down singing my favorite song (you know what I’m talking about). I’ve just been to the bank to deposit my paycheck (best feeling), I’ve had a productive day and I’m feeling pretty good. Then I glance over at the passenger seat to find that I decided to drive off with a little souvenir from the bank.
Seriously.This is the THIRD time I’ve done this.Is this just me or have any of you ever done this?
Please say yes. I’m starting to seriously wonder about my ability to be out and about in the world. 

Love This Song…

Maybe it’s because Gwyneth said this is the song she sings in the shower (duh) or maybe it’s just really catchy or I could be going through a love affair with Coldplay right now-I’m not really sure what it is- but I LOVE this song. It makes me want to sing and dance and hullahoop and wave my hands wildly in the air and skip (now I’m exhausted) and above all it makes me very, very happy.

(K it’s safe to say that I won’t be writing for Rolling Stone any time soon)

Coldplay – Paradise

(My apologies if the link doesn’t work for you. It’s something new I’m trying to figure out so that I can share all my song loves with you!)

In Good Company

You may remember my blog post, Match Made in Heaven, about my love for Reese’s Peanut Butter Eggs.

(Actually, considering that I received a grand total of ZERO Reese’s Peanut Butter Eggs for Easter I’m starting to wonder if any of you did read it. And if you did, I guess subtle hints don’t work on you people. Better luck next year. Luckily, I bought a stash for myself thank you very much.)

Of course I knew I couldn’t be the only blogger out there with a passion for this completely healthy addiction delightful treat, but I had no idea I was in such good company. One of the bloggers I admire, drool over (that sounds creepy), wish my blog was that amazing and I was that funny follow, Jules of  GoGuiltyPleasures, along with 18 other humor bloggers all posted under the theme Better Living Through Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups last Wednesday. Needless to say, their posts and creativity blew mine out of the water. Big time. But that’s okay because at least I have some validation that the completely random posts on this blog, with the only thing in common being me, maybe are on subjects that could be somewhat funny and appealing to readers other than my fan club. AKA the fam.

What recently made your day? (Besides the picture of my mom as the Easter Bunny)

The Easter Bunny

In honor of Easter I thought I’d share one of my favorite most memorable Easter stories–the day I discovered the truth about the Easter Bunny.

I was about 7 and I thought I knew it all. We’d been singing about Peter Cottontail at school all week and in my mind he was hopping straight for my house with presents galore. And he had exactly what I wanted-colored eggs with candy inside, a sparkly Easter basket, chocolate candy, a chocolate replica of himself that I would slowly eat, Peeps, gum, toys, more toys and more candy. You get the idea.

(In hindsight, how in the world did I think he could hop with all those presents? I had seen the movie Mary Poppins and I think I thought the Easter Bunny was carrying a purse like hers that appeared to be normal-but was in fact a bottomless pit.)

I woke-up on Easter morning to a spread. I’m ashamed to say, I was not impressed. The Easter Bunny/Peter Cottontail had the audacity to bring me CLOTHES for Easter.

To add insult to the injury, among the clothing was a jean on jean ensemble. What I would refer to today as a Canadian Tuxedo. My fashion sensibilities were offended (even at that young age I had a strong sense of what I would and would not wear). And worst of all, I was stuck with it and I didn’t even ask for it. The beautiful Easter basket forgotten, I let it rip.

I hate the Easter Bunny! Doesn’t he know I would never wear jean on jean?? Furthermore, why is this even an issue since I did not once mention clothes in my Easter wishes! Basically, in all my 7-year old glory I threw a temper tantrum.

Since the Easter Bunny was long gone (probably giving the presents that were meant for me to some other kid!), my mom received the brunt of my fury. She tried to get me to focus on all my other goodies and to let me know that it wasn’t nice to hurt the Easter Bunny’s feelings. Well, this jean ensemble is hurting my eyes! No matter what she said to calm me down, I had a response.

Finally, she said something that left me speechless.

I AM THE EASTER BUNNY!!!!! 

And with those words my childhood ended and I became an adult.

Ha yea right. I shut-up, apologized, and then believed her made-up story that she was just a representative for the Easter Bunny. That explained why she was always carrying around those bottomless pit purses–she was in cahoots with the Easter Bunny. Was she Mary Poppins???

My favorite Easter Bunny!

Car Talk

So I was thinking today about how crazy it would be to win the lottery. And that extremely wealthy people always have the nicest, most luxurious cars that money can buy. And usually a fleet of them. Then I started thinking how I’ll probably never drive, let alone own, a car like that. (I’m not really into cars so I’m not sure where this whole thought process came from…Random!)

Then I thought about my car Dash, an Acura Legend, and cheered right up. That’s right. I love Dash. And at one time back in 1994 he was a top of the line luxury vehicle. So there, self. I drive a luxury car every day. Granted, the leather seats are worn and torn, the paint is peeling, the belts have started to squeal (in high school when my Honda did that in the school parking lot I thought I would die of embarrassment. Now it just makes me laugh. Aaahhhhh maturity) and the trunk leaks, but that’s small potatoes for a car that’s 17 years old!

The heated seats work like a charm on cold winter mornings, the sunroof allows the sunshine to stream in and it has SIX speeds. I have never driven Dash above speed 5 but still. It’s pretty cool. And you know what? If I ever win the lottery Dash is going to get a full makeover to be restored to his former glory.

Dash.

And if I keep him long enough he might even become a classic…

What is your car’s name? (It’s common knowledge cars perform much better when named.)

WTF?

 So freakin’ adorable right? Someone with really good intentions decided that it would be cute to knit an animal hat for his/her grandkid.
 
 And then somehow along the way this well-intentioned (and good idea) turned into a trend that I really do not understand. Adults in animal hats? Creepy. It’s such a trend that mass retailers like Target have jumped on-board and for the low price of $10.00 you too can be the cat, panda, bunny, monkey, etc. that you always wanted to be.

It’s just bizarre. I think it’s safe to say that this is one trend that I will most definitely be passing by. And I know that I said that about Uggs too; but I live in Oregon now and my feet were cold and they are so comfy that I went for it. I think it’s safe to say that they are exponentially more practical than a panda hat.

What do you think about this trend? (Answer carefully. I’d hate to terminate our relationship over this issue)

Photo credit goes to www.shopanimalhat.com for the cute kid. And if you are really determined to express your inner animal via this trend they do have the best selection for both children and adults. The Snooki photo is from glamour.com.

What I Actually Did This Weekend…

Last Friday I posted about my plans for the weekend. Since there is quite often a disparity between what I plan to do and what I actually end-up doing, I thought it be a good exercise to see if my weekend expectations came to fruition.

1-Ate. A lot. Yes, I know that most people eat over the course of a weekend but I’m noting this because I also thought (maybe I’m wrong here) that most people do not eat that much when they are sick. They nibble on crackers, slurp on broth and get skinny. Not me. Yes, there was some broth sipping (mainly because I happen to love miso soup) but also a lot of other yummies. Panda Express (we just got one here recently and I’d never had it), pizza (a Saturday happy hour treat), Peel N’ Eat Em Shrimp with Asparagus (yumm), Sonic cheesy tater tots (best guilty pleasure ever) and homemade leftover lasagna (this is one dish that tastes better the second time around). And my new favorite snack/side/appetizer–an artichoke.

Isn’t it pretty? And super tasty sprinkled with lemon pepper and dipped in melted butter.

2- Helped Micah pick out a new laptop. I’m mentioning this because I learned something new on this shopping excursion. We went to Best Buy and I quickly sniffed out a bargain (there is no cold that can hinder that ability). I noticed that there was a section of boxed laptops that were cheaper than the ones on display and figured I’d discovered the clearance section. My favorite! What I’d actually found was a selection of repackaged laptops that were offered at a discount. Basically, in my interpretation, laptops that were returned but couldn’t be sold at full retail price since the packaging wasn’t pristine. We learned the laptops were fully vetted to make sure they were in full working order, were covered under warranty and could still be returned. Ummmm sold! We were able to find a suitable, repackaged laptop at a great discount.

3- Watched the Mad Men Season 5 premiere and drank a Martini. I’d been abstaining from alcohol since I had a cold but I couldn’t break tradition and went for it. And you know what? I felt much better after. There is something to be said about drinking through it after all…

4-Rested. In between finding bargains, eating and watching premieres I found time to rest. It didn’t make for the most exciting of weekends but it was necessary to beat the cold. There was a time when I’d barrel through a cold and just keep on truckin’ but I’m much more mature now. Bummer.

There were a few things that didn’t get done but I’ll blame the cold. I didn’t want to pay an exorbitant amount of money to go see a movie (The Hunger Games) that I’d be coughing and sniffling through the whole time. Not to mention the glares from the other movie-goers. And my bike will have to get tuned-up another time. They’re calling for chances of snow again so I’ve got some time. I guess Spring is ignoring my pleas. And there’s always next weekend…

How’d your weekend turn out?

Why Being Sick Really Isn’t The Pits…

AKA Making the Best Out of a Crummy Situation

1) I slept in until 12 pm today. Can’t tell you the last time I did that. Cold medicine is a very powerful thing indeed.

2) Upon waking, I had orange and vanilla sorbet for lunch. Not sure why I don’t do that every day.

3) As if I hadn’t rested enough, I plan on spending the rest of the day on the couch. This cold is a beast that I will drown with lots of rest, cold medicine and fluids. And maybe a Martini later. It is Martini Sunday after all and the last time I checked it qualifies as a fluid.

4) Since I’m down and out, I will not be folding laundry, cleaning the kitchen, cooking or any other strenuous activity today. That doesn’t mean my brain isn’t whirring to go (although maybe slightly slower and a bit foggier than normal) so to keep boredom from creeping-in I will read, shop online, play Words With Friends and watch tv.

I really hope I’m not making you jealous. I know it all sounds so glamorous.

How do you handle being sick?