Good day out there world. How goes it? Today is April 27, 2022 and you made it to see another day. Hubby, just celebrated a birthday. We marked the day by not doing much although we did take a drive through the valley Sunday morning. It was the last weekend of the Coachella Music and Arts Festival and honestly, we did not want to be out on the Coachella Valley roads with all those festival visitors. It was nice to see the news reports from the many local and family owned businesses here in the CV happily speaking about all their customers. It was just the shot in the arm that this area needed. In a few days, The Stagecoach Country Music festival will be back after its pandemic hiatus. I would love to go to the last day of the event as the Black Crowes will be performing. Well, I guess I will catch it on YouTube in the comfort of my own home. Besides, if I want to feel the beat of the music, I just need to step outside and I will be able to hear noises coming from the East and see the glow coming from the Polo Fields and turn up the volume on my phone. Yeah, I know, a little stretch of my imagination.
As I mentioned, Hubby had a gig at the Four Twenty Cannabis Lounge and Dispensary in Palm Springs, CA this past Friday with The Ghosts of Kelso. The singer, Tom, was out and Angel, Tom’s cousin, filled in.
It was awesome that Angel was able to fill in on such short notice as he is a full-time member of The Thrills band. Also, it was nice that they covered a song not normally covered, Dancing With Myself. That one had me taping my toes and remembering high school…oh oh oh!
After one of the sets or maybe before, one of the guys mentioned or maybe he told me “Don’t post any of this.” Well, you know me, once I hear that someone does not like something, I shut down. It was hard to fight through it. I know I have “head” issues as well as confidence issues but it really is a thing. It got me thinking, the other guys and maybe even Hubby, does not like that I take so many photos of them and post them online. Then, I thought, “Fork that stuff!” This is my opinion, if you don’t want people to take photos or video then don’t go on stage, or act or model. There are people that are just trying to catch a memory, not something to sell. The thing is, I try to never post something that I think makes a person look bad as I too hate pictures of myself, but as I get older and realize that soon, pictures are going to be the only thing left of me or any moments that I capture. Life is not perfect, we are not perfect. Really, though, I will take down anything that I have ever posted if so requested. Also, I know when to draw the line. I would never stalk someone like paparazzi, to try and get a stolen moment from a stars life. This again, is just my opinion, I do not need photos of people trying to eat or kiss or spending time with their family, unless they have hired me. Life is not perfect, just ask anyone over in Ukraine wondering if today will be their last. Some of those photos are ones I will never forget seeing, thank you CNN…Honestly, there are many more things to worry about in my life and I am sure there are countless things to worry about for everyone else. Ooops, now to climb down from soap box.
Every year, I look for photos of Hubby to put together a little birthday montage. It was great looking at all the old photos and seeing the places and things that we have experienced in the last 7 years. The first weekend that he and I got reacquainted was in June of 2014, almost 13 years since we had stopped seeing each other. Once or twice a year, we will talk about some of those earlier memories and I get a little sad that we had no photos or mementos. Then I remember that a few years after I had moved in with him, he showed me a ticket stub. It was the ticket stub from when I took him to a Laker-Clipper game at the Staples Center. I guess I am thinking about this because I just watched last nights episode of This Is Us and I related to the last seen. (I will not ruin the ending if you have not seen it yet.) My eyes are still leaking.
Here is a little music for the last part of this post…I know sappy but Neil Young had a big influence on Hubby. Please press play.
Hubby and I have a story, that is for sure. He and I met on the site Love@AOL.com. I know I have mentioned it before. We met in March of 2000 and said I said “Sayonara” in Spring of 2001. I still remember that day, but refuse to speak to Hubby about it, ever. I want to forget and have been trying for years. However, the thing I remember the most was thinking, “Don’t go red-neck crazy, let him go.” It was the first time that I had broke up with a person and I didn’t obsessively try and get back into their lives. I didn’t get crazy, call him, drive by his house….trying to remember all the stoopid things that I have done when my heart has been broken. Simply, I left him alone. It was easy though, he and I lived 20 miles away from each other and there would be no chance of seeing him around. Besides, I had never let him meet my kids or any of my friends back then. Our stories after that day are surely different and surely, meant to happen. We both needed to grow and make mistakes, to find out who we were by ourselves, so that we can be better together.
We take lots of selfies but hardly ever post them. A few years ago, I finally started looking at the Google memories of photos that were taken on a my camera phone. When I realized that I didn’t need to upload, they would be done automatically, I started snapping more phone photos to have as little reminders from everyday. The photo above was one of them…ha ha ha!!!
Our selfies are so, what can I say, ugh. HA HA! Usually, I am blinking or talking or just about ready to smile. I think I do that because I have never liked having a photo taken and as a kid I thought that if I could make someone laugh, they would not notice that I was the ugly, fat kid. Really. I guess I have never grown out of that. Anyhow, I think Hubby is quite photogenic and probably why I use him to work on shooting photos.
Lately, the buzz is back. The one that is trying to get me back out and shooting again. Really, I do miss it. Photography is both an art and a sport, in my opinion. If you can join the two together, then surely, you can get some great shots. I think that is what I was after when ever I am out shooting live music.
It is now 9:00 AM on a Wednesday and he has gone back to work. After the surgery on my spine in 2019, he has come home on his lunch break. The pets and I love it. Most mornings, I happily make him breakfast so that we can enjoy a morning meal together. He feeds the girls while I get our food ready. I just love the routine of it all. It is everything that I hoped and prayed for during those years that we were apart, not knowing who I was praying for or about.
Birthdays make me sappy, I guess. Milestone are reminder of how far we have come and how far or how much longer we have to get to that final destination. Anyhow, it is time for me to get back to stuff. Oh yeah, to all you lovely WP bloggers that I love interacting with from time to time. Yesterday, as I often do, I got heavily medicated and started reading some of the blogs that I frequent. Anyhow, I try really hard to never make comments on posts because although they may sound well in my head, my fingers may not type out what I mean, but my brain will read it as I thought it in my head. Usually, before I can review and edit these comments, I hit send and you never know what my brain may have come up with at that moment. Sometimes, I ask the same question I may have asked the blogger over and over, my issues with memory (or weed). Sometimes, I may comment on something that has nothing to do with their post, (okay, this is most of the time.) Sometimes I comment like a worried mother. Then after, much later, I will go back and see what I commented and practically die of embarrassment. Sometimes I will just read peoples posts and not even click the like button cause I am so embarrassed by what I may have posted or how riddled it is with mistakes a comment that I have made in the past. Anyhow, to each and everyone of you that has kindly responded, THANK YOU!!! With that, it is time to get moving.
To you dear reader, where ever you are, may today be a day that you remember for the good, the bad and the everything in between. Hugs….
(this post may have be written while I was on edibles…)