You know, I think there might be something to this whole making-lemonade-while-singing-kumbaya-positive-thinking thing. Last week was so much fun. We went to Seven Peaks, we hit a few splash pads, we had a few playdates with friends. Brian and I had a date night at the temple where the roses were mind-blowing. My favorite outing last week though was going to the Rooftop Concert on Friday night. I wasn't going to go, I had a sunburn and was exhausted from all our running around all week. And top things off, Brian wasn't going to be able to go, which meant I would have to go by myself. I always feel so selfish going out to do things by myself, even though I sometimes desperately need to. My happiness well seems to run dry after spending countless hours singing wheels-on-the-bus, playing hide n' seek, watching hours of Angelina Ballerina, and other toddler-centric activities. And ever since Shye decided to stop napping at the tender age of 20 months I don't really get a break during the day, it's basically 12 straight hours of toddler fun. So after Shye goes to bed I usually just want to veg, which for me means spending an hour or two mindlessly surfing Facebook, Pinterest, and Instagram. But lately, I've been trying spend my leisure time doing things that will fill me back up rather than just relaxing. So with that in mind, I dragged myself to the Rooftop Concert. My niece and her boyfriend met me there, which was nice because I didn't have to be completely alone. We got there early so we could be in the very front. I'm convinced we had the most prime spot in the whole place. And I'm glad we did because the show was amazeballs, it made me forget all about my sunburned/toddler-induced fatigue.
My favorite song of the night. (Rather than posting my crappy iPod video of the performance I thought I'd share the real thing instead.)
My favorite moment of the night however was when CJane Kendrick walked by me and I said in my most nonchalant voice possible, "Hi Courtney." And she was like, "Hi!...Shawna, right?" Of course I about fell over. She was so sweet as I proceeded to gush about how much I love her writing, especially her recent post about casting pearls before swine and how it related my friend Jamie who had recently gotten some nasty comments on her blog. She said "Well, I do what I can. I think you just have to keep on writing. Will you tell her I said that?" I assured her that I would and she hurried backstage. I immediately texted Jamie to relay CJane's message. I then proceeded to kick myself for turning into a blubbering fan-girl. And then I wanted to kick myself even harder when I realized that I had forgotten to ask for a picture with her. What kind of crap fan-girl am I?
I think that you are so cool for going to roof top concerts. I wish I could find some out here. However, Aaron just informed me he doesn't like going to concerts (of the non classical variety) so looks like I will be going on my own. I like that song!
I think it's awesome that you went to the concert and that you're doing some great things. I definitely understand the need for some alone time here and there. It's not selfish. It's self-preservation.
I love you!!!
ReplyDeleteI think that you are so cool for going to roof top concerts. I wish I could find some out here. However, Aaron just informed me he doesn't like going to concerts (of the non classical variety) so looks like I will be going on my own. I like that song!
ReplyDeleteI think it's awesome that you went to the concert and that you're doing some great things. I definitely understand the need for some alone time here and there. It's not selfish. It's self-preservation.
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