SOOOOOOOO Behind

Guys.

I'm sooooo behind in my blogging. There's just no time. So many things to do in real life that my virtual life is suffering. Rest assured I'm still alive and going to every concert I can.

One thing I wanted to get out there sooner then later is my birthday wish list. I know you all have been thinking about this since it's coming up in September. These things are not cheap or easy so I wanted to give you ample time to save up and pull strings to fulfill my wishes.

So, in no particular order as all wishes should be filled:

I want an old school classic, as large GB and you can afford, iPod. Mine is on the fritz. It literally restarts about every 35 minutes and I generally have to re-set it once a day.

Every time I hear someone play a Mandolin at a concert, I always think how I want one. I don't know much about what kind to get, but am sure you will need to save your pennies to get me a decent one. :)

My neighbors and roommate might hate you, but the things I could do with my very own tambourine.

I'd love to see Missy Higgins in concert again. Can you call her people and tell her to hit the road.


I would like these little critters and their parents to move to Seattle. I'm even willing to help pack, clean, and babysit anytime.


Prince Charming...enough said.

I will also be excepting calls, visits, IM's, emails, texts, hugs, high fives, and good karma.

I'd Rather Not

Friday morning I headed uptown for a well deserved 2 hour massage. As I was driving the delivery truck next to me started to lightly honk while driving parallel with me. I thought perhaps I had a flat tire or something and noticed the guy driving had rolled down his window so I did the same when the following occurred.

Driver: How's it going?
Me: Fine thanks.
Driver: Where are you off to?
Me: Just out and about.
(at this point we have pulled up to the longest stoplight in Seattle)
Driver: Here's what we're gonna do. 388-3028, now call that number right now so I can have your number. I'm Mike.
Me: (Stunned that this guy is really trying to get my number....WHILE DRIVING) I'd rather not.
Driver: Oh, that's too bad...

At this point the conversation continued on for what felt like forever. I don't remember what was being said as I kept anxiously waiting for the light to turn green while still in a state of shock at what was happening.

Seriously, why do strangers love to talk to me. This tops the crazy lady at Costco that approached me because she loved my purse, kept putting her arm around me, and told me I should call her daughter because she thought we would be great friends after only talking AT me for 3 minutes.