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Meeting Blogger Friends: Brittany

This is just my lucky week in meeting blogger friends! Brittany and I have been emailing for several months, as soon as she found my blog and knew I was moving to Atlanta. She lives down in Peachtree City, which isn’t the closest place to Decatur (she told me she was secretly hoping I’d move there). We’re both part of the Pilot Wives Club, and follow dozens of the same blogs. We both have the same stalker habit of finding a new blog, starting at the earliest post (even if it’s years in the past) and reading all the way up to the current.

She and I spent a good chunk of our lives in the Salt Lake City area. Our parents live minutes apart. We love the same restaurants. It’s like we’re long lost friends, and I’m so excited we finally met. We’ve both been through horrible “starter marriages” and love the relationships we have with our pilots. Our husbands seem to have a lot in common, and I’m sure they’ll hit it off when they meet, and spend WAY too much on XBOX Live. Her son Kaden and my Rosie hit it off great. We had dinner at Taco Mac and Kaden slid under the table to sit by Rosie. Back at the house, he was running around with his shirt off, trying to impress Rosie.

What do you think….arranged marriages for pilot children?

Rosie and Kaden hamming it up

If any of you pilot wives in the Atlanta area want to meet up sometime, Brittany and I would love to meet you. Or even if you live far away, come on in! We’re looking forward to the Pilot Wives Club meet-up in Chicago in March. And I’ll be having a birthday party the first weekend of February (as long as Taylor’s schedule permits) that you’re invited to attend. Email me for details.

Meeting Blogger Friends: Lori

Call me crazy, but I’ve never been one to shy away from meeting a new online friend. I’m gutsy and trusting, and I’ve made some amazing friends just by taking a chance. Heck, I met my husband from the internet! Last week in Cali, I tried to meet up with Hizzeather, but it wasn’t in the cards due to difficult car situations. I’m looking forward to meeting Partner of a Pilot sometime in 2009 in England, as well as my ladies from Pilot Wives Club in March. And yesterday was my day to meet Lori.

Lori and I have been emailing for nearly a year, since she found me linked to my dad’s accident blog. She randomly met my grandma waiting for a Temple Square flower tour in 2006. She got along well with grandma, and spent the rest of the trip in SLC with her. They’ve been keeping in touch via email, and we eventually started emailing. During this year she’s faithfully followed my blog, and also began a blog of her own. I was going to be in her neck of the woods driving through Ohio, so we finally met up for lunch.

We tried to meet at Cavanaugh’s Irish pub, but they weren’t serving food yet. We settled on a Bob Evans’ around the corner. We chatted and ate for about an hour. The funniest part for me is that she had the same haircut as Rosie! (long dark layers with bangs)

Thanks for lunch Lori! It was great to finally meet you!

My Pirates of Penzance Quest

One of my favorite musicals of all time is The Pirates of Penzance. It is a play that I’ve been in 3 times, once as a policeman and twice as a daughter of the Major General. My best friend Lizzie also shares the same obsession with Pirates. Especially the 1983 movie version. We can make quotes and comments about catlike tread, hailing poetry, pouring pirate sherry, and gaily treading the measure, and burst out into simultaneous song together. I’ve had other friends that love the play, such as Emily and Celeste, but nobody else has equalled my campy obsession with Pirates as Liz. And we’re not talking Jack Sparrow pirates; we’re talking singing, dancing, bumbling and squooshy-with-emotion pirates. She had posted a Facebook status update this week, referring to herself as being the “Very model of a Modern Major General”. And I replied back with “I know the kings of England and I quote the fights historical, from Marathon to Waterloo in order categorical.” And then we started texting back and forth about our love of the music and choreography and Rex Smith’s jewfro. Then the wheels in my head started turning, and I asked her, “Do you have it on DVD.” And she said, “I don’t think it’s even been released on DVD. I’ve got a horrible stage adaptation of it on DVD, and a discombobulated VHS version, but no DVD.”
And then my quest began. I told her, “I will do everything in my power to find this movie for you on DVD.” And she relied, “You would be the undisputed eternal queen of awesomeness.”

I NEED that title of Undisputed Eternal Queen of Awesomeness in my life. It would look good on a resume.
I’ve been researching all over the internet, and so far all I can easily find is the horrible stage adaptation on DVD. The HBO version stars Kevin Kline, Linda Ronstadt and Rex Smith…and any other version is just not the same.

I plan to start a Facebook petition to HBO to release the movie on DVD, since they originally released it on VHS. But in the mean time, does anyone have a quality version of the VHS that I can rip into a DVD for Lizzie for her Christmas gift?

Girls Night Out

Last night, I grabbed my two best friends in Michigan, and went to see “Twilight” for a Girls’ Night Out. Husbands stayed back and watched the kiddos, the soundtrack was a-blasting in the car, and we were ready for some hot vampire action. We stopped by the store first, grabbing some drinks and candy to smuggle in. Hillary (middle) and Erin (right) had never actually met each other, but Hillary recognized Erin, and I think they made fast friends. After the movie, we had appetizers and dessert from Chili’s, and stayed up way past our bedtimes.

There’s no way I could have survived my time in Michigan with these ladies. Here’s a little about my ladies:

Hillary lived in the apartment next door to me. She is the only neighbor who came over to introduce herself in the whole time I’ve lived here. She has a deliciously adorable daughter, and Rosie loves to dote over. We both dealt with Absent Husband Syndrome for the first half of the year, as both men had to constantly travel for work. We kept up on American Idol together (although she voted for the wrong David) She moved a few blocks away in the summer, but we still saw each other all the time. She needed some extra cash, and I needed someone to flexibly watch Rosie on the days Taylor was on a trip. She was so sweet…she offered to let us stay over for dinner almost everyday that Rosie was at her place. We are both movie/music nuts and love to stay abreast of all the latest new releases.

Erin got to see my husband a lot more than I got to see him in 2007. Her husband Mike was Taylor’s bunkmate at Jet U for 5 months last year, so we both suffered from Absent Husband Syndrome. When they both started working at DTW, Taylor lived on their couch for next-to-nothing for three months. Erin graciously kept a stiff upper lip when he was hard to live with, and let him stay much longer than originally anticipated. We met last November on the weekend I flew out from California to find a place to live. We ended up living within walking distance of each other. We share the same obsessions of Trader Joes, creative crafting, Keane, blogging/LJing, and the fresh organic produce. It was tough to have get-togethers for both of our families because Mike seemed to typically work the opposite days of Taylor. She’s attempted to teach me to knit, and I still owe her a sewing lesson. We share the same pain of being drowning in debt from our husband’s careers, and living of their anorexic paychecks. I introduced her to the Twilight series, so we’ll always be connected through vampire blood.

Speaking of vampire blood, didn’t I pull off the vampire look pretty well to see the movie?

Fat Matt’s Rib Shack

Just for fun, a collage from last weekend. Most of the pics were taken with Clint, Hank, Marissa, and Taylor at Fat Matt’s Rib Shack. Don’t forget to get the “RUM” baked beans (which we can’t quite figure out why they call ‘em “RUM” beans, because apparently they don’t taste like rum)

Also, in the left bottom corner is a restaurant we saw called NickieMotos. It sounds like just the place for me!

6 Months in Michigan

I can hardly believe that our family has been living in Michigan for 6 months now! Here are a few of my favorite things about living here:

-Living in the same state as my husband!
-Fireflies!!! (Rosie and I counted over 70 of them last night)
-Diet Vernor’s Ginger Ale
-Partying with the Pearces
-Leo’s Coney Island
-Mike, Erin and Will
-The spectacular rainstorms and thunderstorms
-Hillary, Steven, and Elodie
-Jerusalem Garden in Ann Arbor
-Plymouth Township Park
-Pizza Papalis in Greektown
-The Henry Ford Museum
-Easy access to the rest of the country via Detroit Metro Airport on free flights

I don’t know how long we’ll live in Michigan. Taylor’s under the impression that we’ll figure out a way to move back to California in 6 months (as long as his airline survives the merger and he can get a bid for the ATL base and commute from ONT). If we do move back, I wonder if we’d be any better off financially than we are here (and we’re currently NOT making it financially). I really miss my friends and family on the other side of the country and have felt a lot of loneliness here. We have made a few good friends, and I crave the time we spend with them. I am grateful for the good times we’ve had in Michigan (and the places we’ve visited while living here).

Summertime Slump

I’ve been feeling like I’ve been in a summertime slump lately. I consistently feel overwhelmed, exhausted, and guilty for not keeping up on my normal obligations. My sleep has been horrible, feeling less rested after 9 hours sleep than when I first got into bed. I even tried using my CPAP machine again (for indefinitely diagnosed sleep apnea) but ended up with a horrible swollen and pus-filled boil on the bridge of my nose. I have been eating more healthily and exercising more consistently, usually 2-4 times a week. I’ve even lost 12 of the 25 pounds I gained since moving to Michigan. But I don’t feel healthy.

I miss having a large network of friends to make plans with on the weekends. The few friends we do have here usually decline our invitations. My next door neighbor and I have become friends, but she’s moving across Plymouth next weekend, so I’m going to lose the only person who feels comfortable dropping in and spending time with no notice. I’m so spent by the time I get home from work that I’m probably not much fun to be around. Having an anorexic bank account is tough too.

So, faithful blog readers…what can I do to get out of this slump?

My blog has gone international…

I am so excited that my blog is now getting some international exposure. I only knew about three people out of the US who read it (Steve/Japan, Michael/Malaysia, Astrid/Sweden). Now I’ve also had hits from Lithuania, Germany, Canada, Mexico, United Kingdom, and Poland. I’ve also had blog hits from WA, OR, ID, BC, CA, NV, UT, CO, AZ, MT, KS, MO, IL, IN, GA, FL, KY, TX and ON…and several other states that have already expired on my Sitemeter. Leave me a comment to let me know where you are from.

One Kool Kat…


This morning I thought it would be fun to post a blog about my dear friend Kathryn. We met a few months ago at her Nikki Forova gig at Genghis Cohen (Melrose and Fairfax). She is a very talented musician, who plays a mean viola. We hit it off immediately, while bonding over good food, Keane, and ex-Utah resident stories. We really only saw each other a few times while I was actually in California, with LA gigs and an evening in Pasadena with Lizzie. She’s in the music biz, and has been affected by the writers strike. She happened to be in Utah this week to see her family, and graciously offered to give my dad a viola concert in the ICU. She played some classical, hymns, and a little Frou Frou. My dad has been raving about how beautiful the music was, and I know that families all over the unit were coming out in the hall to hear the concert.

So what does a good friend do when you need a break from family crises? Take you out for fondue and dueling pianos! Sure, The Melting Pot and Tavernacle was my idea…but she drove. We had a blast in two places that are as un-Utah as you get (we’ve revised our long-time resident identities to “California Girls”) Above is a picture from our night out, laughing at all the drunk people at the Tavernacle.

Feeling like an absolute jerk

I’ve always felt like I’m a loyal friend. I have a very hard time giving people up and letting them go on with their lives when circumstances change. This would explain why I have such a large circle of friends and acquaintances. I can be away from a friend for a year…and pick up a conversation out of the dust that feels like no time has passed. Free-spirited, and craving opportunities to meet new people for mutual life enhancement. Chalk it up to being Aquarian, I suppose. But I realize that not all people are like this.

I just read an LJ entry from my friend…let’s call him “jailbait.” He came into my life at a somewhat lonely, and significantly more confused time in my life. He is a great friend, generous, complimentary, excellent listener and advice giver (although I didn’t always TAKE his advice to heart.) We’ve had some very great times together in the last few months. However, his romantic interest in me did not reciprocate. There were some awkward moments when I had played up the flirtation and he got the “I am ready to kiss you” look in his eye. We never did kiss, but there were plentiful hugs and tickle wars on his couch (that we joke that I “used” him for) But in the last month (which consequently is the same month that Dan took up the majority of my time and thoughts) I haven’t been there for him like I once was. Not that I don’t enjoy him any less, I just had my focus elsewhere. The last time were were together, we went to a star show at the Clark Planetarium. He was an absolute grumpster that night. He kind of disappeared at the time I disappeared to pursue Dan. In his LJ entry, he was pretty fed up about me.

“…well, she just hasn’t been as good of a friend as I had hoped she would be…she never did take a real interest in me..but…she’s cool anyways…i’m much more strait talking now then I ever have been…kind of just telling people the way things really are…like w/ my “friend” NP…i told her the other day that I had just assumed that we had reached that point where we had drifted apart and going our seperate ways…as friends that don’t make an effort sometimes do…and as sad as that is, you know…I don’t need friendships where I’m the only one that is making an effort…so…I let them go that way…”

I suppose I was selfish, lapping up the attention he so willingly gave. I thought he felt like I was giving something back too…there were times we cried together for how thankful we were to have each other apart of our lives. I don’t want him to feel like I am used him, but maybe I did. I’m sorry that I haven’t been for him what he had hoped I would be. I hope he knows that I wasn’t just trying to “fake being a friend.” I don’t know if he will be willing to accept overdue friendship fees.

*sigh*