Spa Night Can Get Ugly
Huge thumbs up to Vikki Kicklighter (who has the coolest name ever) that gave me that awesome Just Married tank top there. I wear it every night almost. It makes my chestal area look huger than it is. I really appreciate that. David wont let me wear it out though because it sends mixed messages. LOL.
What am I excited about this week? Well let me just tell you. Adam Levine is what. I am going to Maroon 5 this weekend with my friends Tami and Sean and we have the rock star seats right up front. T Minus 7 days!! Can't wait can't wait can't waiiittt!!!
Oh, and there's also that Kings of Leon / Band of Horses thing on Friday the 5th. I hope I can rally enough energy for both shows.
Do you guys ever fantasize about your favorite musician, artist, celebrity, whatever will make eye contact with you and bring you on stage so that you feel validated for being their very best, most special fan? Well, I think something is wrong with me because while I am a big Adam Levine fan, I basically would just want to be noticed because it's like Awesomeness Bingo. I get damn determined to meet a performer or get backstage and I usually succeed but the rules are this: No cleavage showing. No acting slutty. No telling lies.
Adam Levine is off limits because he's my celebrity cheat. Do you play that game with your spouse? It's not really a game as much as it is a complex builder. David likes Kate Beckinsale so we don't watch Kate Beckinsale movies. She's really hot and I can't focus on the movie because I'm afraid Kate is arousing my beloved. And then I'd get really mad and go dye my hair brown or something . LOL . (that's not really what happened, swearsies but it's funny cuz I'd totally think about it) Poor David though, I actually might be able to worm my way backstage because Im good at that. So, for that reason, I am not whipping out a press pass or acting like I'm a somebody. Tuesday, I will just be Shannon and I will need to find a way to balance complete excitement with total disinterest. I wish Adam would gain a potbelly and then I could just say he's not amazing anymore.
He's not as amazing as my lovely husband. I'd never cheat, but Adam is the only celebrity that makes me feel love tingles. Justin Furstenfeld is brilliant to me, and I am emotionally invested in Blue October, but Adam tickles my heart with his lyrics.
Anyway my son is watching Titanic again and I got sucked into the drama of the ship sinking. I hold my breath when Jack and Rose do every time. And now my thought process is derailed and I am oxygen dificient. I fear this is the end of this posting.
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