Yes, it's POISON. In the late 80's, I remember sitting in the family room, watching MTV with my brother and sisters. This is back when they used to play music videos. Was that a guy or a girl singing? Long hair on a BOY? bandanas? leather? what is this? It was Axel Rose singing Sweet Child O Mine. The more I saw it, the more I liked it and from there I became a total butt rock/hair band fan. I couldn't get enough of Poison, Motley Crue, Winger, AC/DC, Van Halen, Guns and Roses, Scorpions, etc etc. (Don't worry, I still listened to New Kids at the same time.) I thought the earrings, big hair, and make up thing was totally bizarre but I was in to it all the same. It wasn't really until grunge rock came around that I started to form crushes on singers so I never really found this whole look as attractive:
But HOLY CRAP have you seen ROCK OF LOVE with BRETT MICHAELS??? I now see what all of the older girls were freaking out over.
All of a sudden, this week, I've had a MAJOR crush on Brett. I think he is dripping with sex appeal and I am now constantly flipping over to VH1, just hoping a rerun of rock of love is playing or a commercial or SOMETHING.
Today was marathon wedding day. My cousin Alison got married and yours truly was the stylist--the hair, the makeup, the dress. It was so much fun! I overheard so many people say how beautiful she looked and I just stood by and thought to myself, ya, I did that! My dad put it best by saying she looked straight out of a vintage vanity fair magazine. I can't wait to post pictures! So some highlights of the day were, performing a choreographed dance in front of 350 people, sitting at a table of awkward single 30-ish year olds, and Uncle Alan trying to set me up with a married guy. It sounds like I'm being sarcastic but they really were the best parts of the day! Dance: Alison and Eric decided to make up a dance after being inspired by the salt and pepa push it video--you tube it. So the song was a Junior Senior dity and in the end it looked like we were in the thriller video--not because we looked like zombies although maybe I did--but because we surprised the crowd and jumped in and started dancing with Alison and Eric about 1/2 way in to the song, moving all together. It was seriously so fun! Awkward table: I appreciate the gesture here--let's put the people that are single together so that they can find a match and unsingle themselves. However, at 30 we all feel uncomfortable with ourselves no matter what because we are all thinking the same thing: there is always a reason why a person hasn't been married before 30 but I'm def not included in that statistic. So all of these people are a bunch of weirdos and I'm the only normal one. Let me back up on this story really quick. When I realized that my seating assignment was different from the rest of my family, I just about died. I knew what was coming and I was the first one at the table. Uncle Alan + his whole family was at the next table and they kept offering to have me come and sit with them but I declined saying thanks but I'm not going to fix it, I'm just going to complain about it. So as the table filled up, I noticed that they were all watching and giving winks and nods of approval at the obviously single boys now filling the seats beside me. After the table was full and we had been sitting there a while, Alan came waltzing over, leaned over and said to me just loud enough for some to hear: Tracy, would you still like to come over and sit with us? I wanted to sink under the table. I mean really, how do you get out of that??? As Ali came by to greet us she asked us if we had found our eternal companion at the table yet. I think I was the only one that really laughed while every one else got really uncomfortable. I love these stories! Uncle Alan: The first time he embarrassed me was at the luncheon after the temple. He had been talking about some guys that he wants to set me up with and said that there was even one guy there at the wedding that they thought I would like. I didn't think much of it until I realized who it was. We were sitting around chatting when this particular individual walked by. Alan called out, Hey Bryce! Have you met Tracy yet? It was too late. I couldn't do anything but say, yes, we met sort of last night and hope that Alan wouldn't say anything more. After a minute or two of chit chat, Bryce walked away. Alan asked Well??? and I replied, He's MARRIED!!! But good try. I should have just played it off and called Alan out on the spot in front of Bryce but I was too flustered to think to do it. Ah I love family weddings...June 7th is another one!!!!!
This one goes out to my man, GEORGE. Dear George, I just want to thank you for cooking my chicken to perfection EVERY TIME. It's truly amazing and I am just dying to know how you do it! My life will never be the same considering I now make chicken every time I work at Origins--where you are now living. I will never forget the day when Danielle brought you home from work and I thought she was crazy to have kept you there--not because I was missing out on you but because I wondered what all the fuss was about. Why was it so important to have you there? It was only when I started working there too that I realized how important it is to make freshly grilled loveliness for dinner instead of heating something nasty up in the microwave or spending what it takes to make in an hour on restaurant food. My life is now complete thanks to you. hugs and kisses, me
ok ok, YES I just worked an 8 hour shift and YES I'm a little delirious. For most people, working that amount of time is totally normal. For me it is, however, the past few months I've worked on a bunch of different things in that time period--do hair for a few hours, go to Origins for a few hours, sew for a few hours. So doing all Origins is a bit crazy for me. I'm more exhausted than working a 12 hour day of all three jobs. How is that???
I took a color personality test a few years back and discovered that I was a 'white' with a 'red' as a close second. Taking the test made me think back through my life at my behavior. I've always been shy and super low key but there have been times where I've been really passionate about something and unleashed myself. I kinda thought that was cool and was proud to tell people my colors. Being red meant that I wasn't afraid to stand up for myself or speak my mind and white meant that I didn't ever do that so I felt like maybe there was a balance and I would only really speak up when it was important. It's only been recently that I realized being passive aggressive isn't necessarily a good thing. I let things go and in theory want to pick my battles (aka: avoid confrontation) so I don't pick any until the same battle builds up and I explode. I am a scorpio and born in the year of the dragon=calm on the outside+violent storm on the inside. I'm seriously a walking time bomb! Why am I writing about this? Probably because I actually had the courage to stick up for myself and say exactly how I felt before I exploded. I'm growing!
So my friend Jeff was in a marathon on Saturday morning and he convinced me to come along. I'm not really sure why he wanted me there....maybe to entertain him after he was finished? http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=11071833781&subj=803224777 He did a great job running. I was super spiritual and read the Ensign until he was finished. Oh and I took pictures of some different cactus--err cacti? and the red mountains since we were at Red Rock. We had to leave at 5am so I was up at 445am. Since then, sleeping in is nearly impossible. Yesterday and today I was awake by 7am. My life is ruined! Now I can't stay up late with Danielle to watch LOST (we are almost done with season 2). I could barely keep my eyes open past 11pm last night! Oh the mutiny!