Friday, July 9, 2010

I guess I'm done

I love these people.

And these people, too.

So yesterday, after my third consecutive day of being at the store for 10 hours, I lost it. I closed early, and blew off cleaning to go see a couple of shows (the above-mentioned beloveds) and get a strawberry-oreo milkshake.

Totally worth it.

And as a side note, in less than 72 hours, I will be watching Paul McCartney. It's funny: I've been brushing up on the Beatles songs that I can play on guitar. I think it's because I secretly hope that Paulie will hurt his hand (in a very mild way), and that no one else in his band will know the songs, so he'll have to ask the audience, "Can anyone here play Jenny Wren?" to which I will triumphantly respond in the affirmative, and then me and my favorite Beatle will rock out together.

Don't judge me.

Monday, July 5, 2010

Macca, baby!

"There's a fine line between recklessness and courage"
- Paulie . . . Who else?

Hello friends. Life is swell.

There's a very deep-seated comfort that seems to be engulfing every aspect of my life, and it's so beautiful.

The agenda for this week is looking a little intimidating: Work everyday from 11-9. Yikes. But I do get to have a movie night with Taylor, and I also start official half-marathon training. Which is something that makes me wicked excited, because it's about progress and self-betterment - things that I am quickly discovering give my life a thrilling new energy. I live to strive!

But I also live to be happy. So after Jon is back from Havasupai and can cover my shifts, I am Oregon bound. I've got a beautiful friend who gave me a nice little list of things to see and do while I'm there, too.

Oh, and did I mention that I'm going to see Paul McCartney in concert?

PAUL EFFING MCCARTNEY. Like, the real live (vegetarian) Beatle!

Sometimes my life is just too marvelous for words.