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Sunday, August 28, 2011

Lambeau Field

Tomorrow I go back to school and I am going to hand this in to my new Arabic professor. What do you think?




الشمس في السماء فوق حقل يضيء وينير السماء لامبو الشفق الأسود إلى الضوء الوردي والأصفر. الجو بارد ويسكونسن -- أ الإغاثة القادمة من الجو الحار والرطب من ولاية بنسلفانيا. وأغتنم في تنهد العذبة والهواء بعمق ، وأشكر الله أنني في النهاية لامبو -- لمروحة رازم، وهذا هو السماء. أنا تمتد بعد أن قضى خمس عشرة دقيقة على متن الحافلة والشكل الأول ينبغي أن ننظر حولنا قبل وقت المباراة. أنا نفسي معسر، بل هو حلم مثل ومنذ معسر لا يغير من واقع يجري في غرين باي، ويسكونسن يقف أمام لامبو الميدانية مع الأصفر والبرتقالي ارتفاع أحد، وهذا هو حلم تحقق. وأنا في التنفس في الهواء بنفس اللاعبين المفضلة -- آرون رودجرز، كلاي ماثيوز، وراجي جينينغز التنفس في يوم المباراة. الإثارة والضحك ملء جسدي وأنا أسير في هذا المكان المقدس.

The sun in the sky over Lambeau Field shines and brightens the black twilight sky to a light pink and yellow. The Wisconsin air is cool -- a relief coming from the hot and humid atmosphere of Pennsylvania. I take in the fresh air, sigh deeply and thank God I am finally at Lambeau -- for a Packers fan, this is heaven. I stretch after spending fifteen minutes on the bus and figure I should look around before game time. I am pinching myself; it is dream like and since pinching doesn't change the reality of being in Green Bay, Wisconsin standing in front of Lambeau Field with the yellow, orange sun rising, this is a dream come true. I am breathing in the same air as my favorite players-- Aaron Rodgers, Clay Matthews, Raji and Jennings breathe in on game day. Excitement and giggles fill my body as I walk around this sacred place.

Didn't forget

I didn't forget my "Thanks For the Memory" piece, it's just taking longer than expected and since tomorrow starts school, I'm trying to rest. Hopefully by Friday!

Friday, August 26, 2011

Thanks For the Memories

Since this is my last Thursday/Friday off, I am writing a special thank you. This week I am thankful for the summer I had in 2011. It was one of the best summers ever. :) I am not a Fall Out Boy fan, but this song describes it well and it is what I think of when I think of all the amazing times I had this summer.



[Intro]
I'm gonna make it bend and break
(It sent you to me without wait)
Say a prayer, but let the good times roll
In case God doesn't show...
(Let the good times roll)
(Let the good times roll)

[Verse 1]
And I want these words to make things right
But it's the wrongs that make the words come to life,
"Who does he think he is?"
If that's the worst you got
Better put your fingers back to the keys

[Chorus]
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great;
"He tastes like you, only sweeter"!
One night, yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories;
"See, he tastes like you only sweeter"!
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh

[Verse 2]
Been looking forward to the future
But my eyesight is going bad
And this crystal ball
It's always cloudy except for
(Except for)
When you look into the past
(Look into the past)
One night stand...
(One night stand, oh)
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/f/fall_out_boy/thanks_for_the_memories.html ]
[Chorus]
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great;
"He tastes like you only sweeter"!
One night, yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories;
"See, he tastes like you only sweeter"!
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh

[Interlude]
They say
I only think in the form of crunching numbers
In hotel rooms collecting page-six lovers
Get me out of my mind
And get you out of those clothes
I'm a liner away
From getting you into the mood
Whoa

[Chorus]
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great;
"He tastes like you but sweeter"!
One night, yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories;
"See, he tastes like you only sweeter"!

[Chorus]
One night and one more time (One more night, one more time)
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great;
"He tastes like you but sweeter"!
One night, yeah, and one more time (One more night, one more time)
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories; (For the memories)
"See, he tastes like you only sweeter"!


So, in being thankful for the great memories this summer, I will be posting the scrapbook I made via My Memory Suite a little later (after the concert I will work on it) :)

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Saddening

http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/44271018/ns/today-today_pets_and_animals/?GT1=43001

I can't even read these articles anymore, they really make me sad and really angry. It makes me angry about this war; I do believe we should get out because I know it's not all about 9/11. And there's a long, complicated history between the Middle East (the Israel debacle) and the West. I know that what these terrorists did was wrong on 9/11. I know they are angry with us because we side with Israel. But why fight injustice with murder? Why fight murder with more injustice and murder? Some of you might assume that I am knocking Muslims, I am not. I don't think anyone is innocent in this long history. However, I do believe that we were in the wrong starting this war. Yes, what bin Laden did was wrong, but why go after supposed tyrants when you can't even acknowledge our own past? Nan hollers at me because I sound anti-American, maybe I am, but we're not innocent like she paints us out to be. We seem to turn our cheeks when finances become involved. Jews slaughter Muslims? Nah, the Jews are innocent and its' the Muslim's fault. Muslim protesting treatment in their country, it's them being angry and swayed by al-Qaeda. How about everything in Africa (not in the Egypt area, but further South) with genocide.It seems as if we don't have an economic interest in the country, we turn a blind eye. I believe that is wrong and primitive thinking.




As long as we have this type of thinking going on, sadly, I think these stories will become the norm. That's why I can't watch the news anymore.

Monday, August 22, 2011

I'm home!

I'm home and I had a great time. It was so much fun and best of all, THE PACKERS WON! WOOHOO! I also met some nice people there. I will be starting my travel writing soon, so I can post some of it (not all, since I am looking to publish). Here are some pictures:









My Trip to Titletown, USA

If you want more description of what I am doing, click here,here and here

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Before I leave...

A word before I leave for Green Bay.

Saturday is my dear friend Straw Beary's birthday. I made her a gift using My Memory Suite.














I absolutely love this product -- My Memory Suite. It is so simple to use and I love everything about the embellishments, the photo editing and fonts. And it took only a few minutes to install! Today was mom's birthday tea for her birthday tomorrow and I will be printing this out for her birthday.

I will be holding a contest through Liz at My Memory Suite's website. Here are the rules. Please, please, please check out this wonderful product and the great values!

Please check out http://www.mymemories.com/digital_scrapbooking_software and enter this promo code is STMMMS72814

TOMORROW

Tomorrow is the day! Woohoo! I won't be bringing my laptop, so you won't be seeing me for four days. I want the rest and relaxation, so I'm unplugging from the laptop and phone (only using the phone to call my parents and nan).

I finalized the itinerary. Though it's sort of not a true itinerary since I left a lot of flexibility in the schedule. Sue me, it's a vacation and vacations don't need to be structured like a classroom. :)

I am going to post the schedule.




I had to cross out the Civil War tea party; today I called up Hazelwood and the nice woman said they had to cancel because the host backed out. That made me cry a bit. :( But, I'll be going to Heritage Hill instead. Also, I will be going to the Brown County Fair, which looks awesome: Brown County Fair
When I go Saturday night, I can see the rodeo and Renegade, a rock country band will be playing.

And of course I can't wait to see my Packers! ^_^ Sooo excited!

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

2 DAYS!

2 MORE DAYS UNTIL GREEN BAY! Last night I went to Claire's, bought my face pencils and green hair extensions. I have the face glitter. I am going to go all out. :) I also made a banner:

If you can't make it out, it says: GO BACK GO! KICK SOME CARDINAL DIRT! Now I just need to get my cheese hat. I'm going to go to the Packers Hall of Fame and museum. Then I can go to the Packers pro shop and get my cheese hat. I told mom I'd get a child sized hat (my head is small) so that way it can fit into my luggage.

Eee!!! Sooooo excited!

Sunday, August 14, 2011

4 DAYS!

Luggage all laid out on the back bed ready to be packed on Wednesday night.

Clay Matthews III jersey (check)
Claymania tee (check)
White t-shirt (for under the jersey) (check)
...(tharr be more)Old School Rocks Philly t-shirt (check)
Pantera t-shirt (check)
black sweat pans (check)
jeans (check)
face glitter (check)
Green eye liner (check)
Green and yellow eye shadow (check)
Face paint
Medication (check)
Q-tips (check)
Tooth brush (check)
Tooth Paste (have to check with nan)
Mouth Wash (check)
Game ticket (check)
Hotel restaurant coupons (check)

What else?
 My one co-worker brought it to my attention that when she stayed in Southern Wisconsin her hotel had a water park. I knew my hotel had a pool, but I investigated further and it does have a water park! Take a look:
http://www.greenbayramada.​com/waterpark.php
Tomorrow I have to call the hotel and ask them if my I have to call the complementary shuttle service when I arrive. I know, it's a dumb question, but I do need the shuttle phone number. Since this is my first trip alone I rather ask stupid questions than be lost or stuck somewhere.

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Mom's Birthday Tea via My Memory Suite

I absolutely love this product -- My Memory Suite. It is so simple to use and I love everything about the embellishments, the photo editing and fonts. And it took only a few minutes to install! Today was mom's birthday tea for her birthday tomorrow and I will be printing this out for her birthday.

I will be holding a contest through Liz at My Memory Suite's website. Here are the rules. Please, please, please check out this wonderful product and the great values!

Please check out http://www.mymemories.com/digital_scrapbooking_software and enter this promo code is STMMMS72814

Friday, August 12, 2011

SIX DAYS!

Six days until my trip! I'm still planning out last minute kinks. Tomorrow I am going to find restaurants to eat since I want to figure out if I have to walk or take public transportation like when I go to the animal sanctuary (public transportation is only $1.50, which is awesome).

I went to the Packer site today and look! http://www.packers.com/ I think it's so cool they were there!

I get in on the 18th at 3:14, so I guess I'll be at the hotel around 4. I was looking at Packer stadium tours. I guess I could opt for the 7pm tour, but the tickets have to be bought the morning of. Maybe I should try calling. What do you think? http://www.packers.com/lambeau-field/stadium-tours.html

The schedule:
Lambeau Field Stadium Tour Hours
  • Thu, Aug. 11:  8:45 am, 9 am, 9:15 am, 9:45 am, 10:15 am, 10:45 am, 11:15 am, 11:30 am, 11:45 am, Noon, 12:15 pm, 12:45 pm, 1:15 pm, 1:45 pm, 2 pm, 2:15 pm, 2:30 pm, 2:45 pm, 3 pm, 3:15 pm, 3:30 pm, 3:45 pm, 4 pm, 4:15 pm
  • Fri, Aug. 12:  8:45 am, 9 am, 9:15 am, 9:45 am, 10 am, 10:15 am, 10:45 am, 11 am, 11:15 am, 11:30 am, 11:45 am, Noon, 12:15 pm, 12:30 pm, 12:45 pm, 1 pm, 1:15 pm, 1:30 pm, 1:45 pm, 2:15 pm, 2:30 pm, 2:45 pm, 3:15 pm, 3:30 pm, 3:45 pm, 4 pm, 4:15 pm, 4:30 pm, 4:45 pm, 5 pm, 5:30 pm, 6 pm
  • Sat, Aug. 13:  9 am, 9:15 am, 9:30 am, 9:45 am, 10:15 am, 10:30 am, 10:45 am, 11 am, 11:30 am, 11:45 am, Noon, 12:15 pm, 12:30 pm, 12:45 pm, 1 pm, 1:15 pm, 1:45 pm, 2 pm, 2:15 pm, 2:30 pm, 2:45 pm, 3:30 pm, 3:45 pm, 4 pm, 4:15 pm, 4:30 pm, 4:45 pm, 5 pm, 5:15 pm, 5:30 pm, 5:45 pm, 6 pm
  • Sun, Aug. 14:  10 am, 10:15 am, 10:30 am, 10:45 am, 11 am, 11:15 am, 11:30 am, 11:45 am, Noon, 12:15 pm, 12:30 pm, 12:45 pm, 1 pm, 1:15 pm, 1:30 pm, 1:45 pm, 2 pm, 2:15 pm, 2:30 pm, 2:45 pm, 3 pm, 3:15 pm, 3:30 pm, 3:45 pm, 4 pm, 4:15 pm, 4:30 pm, 4:45 pm, 5 pm, 5:30 pm, 6 pm
  • Mon, Aug. 15: 9:00, 9:15, 9:30, 9:45, 10:15, 10:30, 10:45, 11:00, 11:15, 11:30, 11:45, 12:00, 12:15, 12:30, 12:45, 1:00, 1:15, 1:30, 1:45, 2:00, 2:15, 2:30, 2:45, 3:00, 3:15, 3:30, 3:45, 4:00, 4:15, 4:30, 4:45, 5:00, 5:30, 6:00, 6:15
  • Tues, Aug. 16: 9:00, 9:15, 9:45, 10:00, 10:15, 10:45, 11:00, 11:15, 11:30, 11:45, 12:00, 12:15, 12:30, 12:45, 1:00, 1:15, 1:30, 1:45, 2:00, 2:15, 2:30, 2:45, 3:15, 3:30, 3:45, 4:00, 4:15, 4:30, 4:45, 5:00, 5:30, 6:00
  • Wed, Aug. 17: 9:15, 9:30, 9:45, 10:15, 10:30, 10:45, 11:00, 11:15, 11:30, 11:45, 12:00, 12:15, 12:30, 12:45, 1:00, 1:15, 1:30, 1:45, 2:00, 2:15, 2:45, 3:00, 3:15, 3:45, 4:00, 4:15, 4:30, 4:45, 5:00
  • Thu, Aug. 18: 8:00, 8:15, 8:30, 8:45, 9:15, 10:00, 10:15, 10:45, 11:00, 11:15, 11:45, 12:00, 12:15, 12:30, 12:45, 1:30, 1:45, 2:00, 2:15, 2:30, 2:45, 3:00, 3:15, 3:30, 3:45, 4:00, 4:15, 4:30, 4:45, 5:00, 5:15, 5:30, 5:45, 6:00, 6:15, 6:45, 7:00
  • Fri, Aug. 19: No tours
  • Sat, Aug. 20: 8:15, 8:30, 8:45, 9:00, 9:15, 9:30, 9:45, 10:30, 10:45, 11:00, 11:15, 11:30, 11:45, 12:00, 12:15, 12:30, 12:45, 1:00, 1:15, 1:30, 1:45, 2:00, 2:15, 2:30, 2:45, 3:00, 3:15, 3:30, 3:45, 4:00, 4:15, 4:30, 4:45, 5:00, 5:15, 5:30, 5:45, 6:00
  • Sun, Aug. 21: 10:00, 10:15, 10:30, 10:45, 11:00, 11:15, 11:30, 11:45, 12:00, 12:15, 12:30, 12:45, 1:15, 1:30, 1:45, 2:00, 2:15, 2:45, 3:00, 3:15, 3:30, 3:45, 4:00, 4:15, 4:30, 4:45, 5:00, 5:30, 6:00
*All tour times are subject to change

I really want to go to the animal sanctuary and go to some historical sites, so I'd like to go the night before. However, I could always go at 2pmish on Saturday after getting back from the Sanctuary. 

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Thankful Thursday (4)

Since I skipped my thankful Thursday post last week out of exhaustion and will be missing next week's since I will be in Green Bay, I don't want to seem very rusty when I get back since that would mean not doing a post in three weeks. Anyway, happy Thankful Thursday everyone!




I've been very depressed (again) about Jim lately. Although it's been five months, I still can't fully fathom he's gone. I'm thankful I got to know Jim throughout my high school years. Despite the rumors (being called a whore, stalker, creeper) and other things people said about me (mostly being a psycho), he still talked to and associated with me. Although we didn't talk 24/7, I am thankful I had his friendship. Him along with a few other friends have helped me get through some dark times in 2006. Looking back, I didn't thank him for his understanding and kindness. I wish I did before that huge fight last year. :(





Speaking about death and losing a friend, in January 2010 I lost another dear friend of mine -- Judy Bierman. Although I never met her in real life, we met on Writing.com and she became my writing mentor -- we instantly became best buddies. She lived in Wisconsin and died of leukemia. Before she died, I told her maybe in the summer (2010) I'd come out to finally meet her and visit her in the hospital as well as seeing a Packers game. Sadly, she passed away before I could make those plans. Like Jim, I am happy she helped me through the post-breakup of Jacob and Danny, both in 2009 as well as other personal problems. I am thankful I also had her as a friend. I was thinking about contacting her son to tell him I'm going to be in Green Bay, but with reports of crazies out there, I am not sure what my parents would think. Maybe I ought to e-mail him anyway to show how greatful I was for his mother's friendship.





What are you thankful for, my dear friends?

1 MORE WEEK!

1 more week until my vacation. :) I am so excited, I can't contain my excitement; it's been the talk at both jobs. I started making an itinerary. Besides going to see my Packers (woohoo! Go Pack Go!), I'd like to go to this site:


I am hoping to go to the Critter Counter (see calendar below) and before that to walk around the park. I was looking at bus schedules yesterday (buses are $1.50 compared to $2.50 here) and I'm thinking I might catch the 7:49 bus. The night before is the game, so either I won't sleep (or get less sleep) or start later. I think I'll just get abbreviated sleep. I've always been a morning person.

Bay Beach Wildlife Sanctuary

August 2011
week view

Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday
  1
Animal Stories for Presch
2
Tween Tuesdays
3 4
Talon Talk
Critter Counter Open
5 6
7 8 9
Tween Tuesdays
10 11
Talon Talk
Friends Picnic
12 13
14 15
Animal Stories for Presch
16
Tween Tuesdays
Wisconsin Bats
17
Furs & Feathers
18
Public Bird of Prey
19 20
Critter Counter Open
21 22 23
Tween Tuesdays
24
Bird Brains
25
Talon Talk
26
Dynamo Detectives
Public Campfire
27
Bird Walk
28 29
Furs & Feathers
30 31
Bird Walk
     





Tuesday, August 9, 2011

IT CAME! IT CAME!

MY PACKERS TICKET CAME LAST NIGHT BY E-MAIL! NOW IT'S OFFICIAL! 9 MORE DAYS UNTIL GREEN BAY!





My very happy face. :D

Free Write

I was up at 4am. I hate when my mind races and I can't sleep. Besides, it was really hot in nan's house. So, I wrote a free write at 5am waiting for the bus. It may not make sense.


No longer the sands of sleep
Rests upon my heavy eyelids—
Moths of twilight fly deep,
Basking in the moonlight;
Hiding  from encroaching dawn.
Air becomes restricting and tight—
Restlessness, nightmares, fear,
Slumber once peaceful, a grave mistake;
Butterflies of discord tear
Once beautiful memories, gone,
Replaced by tears, oak and concrete—
I wish I never knew you, dawn.


I think I know why I've been really depressed the past few days. Saturday marked 5 months since Jim was gone. I cried so hard last night. Why is this really tough?

Monday, August 8, 2011

The History of Bridal Showers

I know, I know, you're asking why in the heck I should care knowing I don't want to get married. However, yesterday my friend Christa had her bridal shower and I was interested in the history behind it.

The custom of the bridal shower is said to have grown out of earlier dowry practices, when a poor woman's family might not have the money to provide a dowry for her, or when a father refused to give his daughter her dowry because he did not approve of the marriage. In such situations, friends of the woman would gather together and bring gifts that would compensate for the dowry and allow her to marry the man of her choice.




The earliest stories about these events have been known to originate in Brussels, Belgium around 1860. A frequently quoted legend traces the origin of this practice to the 16th or 17th Century Netherlands. However, there are also parallels with many dowry practices and the United States colonial or hope chest (trousseau) custom.[1]



A related custom practised in medieval England was the Bride Ale; in Langland's Piers Plowman (§ B.II.45) there is a reference to a bruydale. This was a feast held before the wedding day, at which the bride made beer and sold it to the guests at a high price.



In the United States, bridal showers started in urban areas in the 1890s, mainly among the upper middle classes. By the 1930s, bridal showers had spread to rural America.[2]



The earliest use of this sense of the word in print may be in the Grand Rapids Michigan Evening Press 22 June 4, 1904: "The ‘shower parties’ that through mistaken hospitality the wedded couple are forced to attend..." and may derive from the custom in Victorian times for the presents to be put inside a parasol, which when opened would "shower" the bride-to-be with gifts.

Here comes the Bride...
 
 
Pictures from Christa's special day (I'll be in Green Bay for her wedding):
 
Christa Getting Married

Summer of '11

I am working on a creative non-fiction and this is what I have so far. What do you think?

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Vibrations of voices from bar flies quickly replace the reverberations of the guitars and basses and the droning of the symbols. The once pink and green and blue strobe lights are dramatically replaced by the yellow iridescent lights; momentarily I am blinded from the shift from darkness to lightness.


Standin on your mama's porch, I hear from around the bar area, the volume of the radio now turned up for the intermission, You told me that you'd wait forever. From the corner of my eye, now used to the light, I spot my one best friend’s mother’s friend and her husband sitting at a table a few steps away.

“Hi—“ Those were the best days of my life—Bryan Adam’s clear, yet somehow raspy voice drowns my meek voice out as I stand in front of their table. Yet it doesn’t surprise me, music somehow mutes me and I was never one to be loud—I let my music do my talking as I have always been a shy girl. However, to get their attention, I speak a little louder and more forceful: “HI!”

“Hey, Jess! It’s nice to see you!” Lisa and her husband both smile at me and I sit down.

“How have you been?” I ask Lisa. “All of my friends loved their Tastefully Simple orders.”

“I’ve been alright. And I’m so glad to hear that.” She responds.

Oh when I look back now, that summer seemed to last forever, plays loudly in my mind—watching Eddie and Paul walk past me to set up the stage for the second set. And if I had the choice

Ya - I'd always wanna be there—to the strums of the guitar vibrating and reverberating from the bar, I follow Eddie and Paul or was it Russell; in a trance to Lenny beating away at his drums—momentarily—I know I definitely follow Eddie to the stage.


Sunday, August 7, 2011

Jessica's Mix... Track 10/ Old School Rocks The Ribby

video



I heard about Old School in November 2010 when they played the Ribby or Bridgeport Rib House for Joyce's 21st birthday. I became a fan instantly, especially since the guys and Terry, the lone girl of the band, were so friendly and let me play with them a bit.

This summer I have sort of been a groupie going to local shows. Three weeks ago I went to see them at Screwballs, a bar a mile away from my house. I had a blast. I took two shots of Jagers and with Lisa's, Joyce's mom's friend and my Tastefully Simple seller, husband we took two shots of Jack. Too fun. Of course Eddie, the lead singer, was also flirting with me. I loved it. :) I actually wrote a piece about it:


Aqua Net Spandex Dreamful Reality/ Open Mic Night

“Any way you want it,” the Aqua Netted™ lead singer croons into the mic while stepping off of the makeshift stage next to the bar area. We fans are front and center; the waitresses are scurrying around us delivering shots of Jack or vodka or whatever one can dream of, froofy girly drinks and beer to the tables that are scattered everywhere. At the bar men and some women are drinking; all is silent or whatever conversation there was had been drowned out by drums, electric and bass guitars.
                It is mostly women in the audience that is front and center to the stage; I am the youngest, or what it seems like to me, in the crowd that swarm the really hot lead singer with the Aqua Net™ now dripping off the sweat of his stringy blond hair. What was once held together neatly by the 80s staple, his hair now covers his beet red face.
                “Oh, all night,” he crescendos to mimic Steve Perry’s wonderful crooning and voice, “oh, every night. So hold tight;” he winks at me, extending his hand, grabbing mine and pulling me front and center like a man deeply in love pulling his girlfriend to a romantic spot to pop the question of marriage.
                His hands are warm and sweaty, but I pay no mind to that detail; because maybe the energy of the band and crowds around me mixed with the nervousness made me feel hot and sticky or the shot of Jager I took before being whisked away make me feel warm and entranced in his touch and gaze. His hazel eyes stare deeply into my amber brown eyes as he continues to sing lovingly to me.
                Twirling my hair playfully, he begins to flirt with me. I am turning red; I am not used to people publicly flirting with me, especially a rocker in the middle of a show and in front of a bar full of people.
                Handing the mic to me, I get to sing the chorus of the song—ultimately playing a role of one of Perry’s lovers. I am not too self-conscious over that possible symbolism, but the fact I will be using my horrid voice to sing.
                “Oh, hold on, hold on,” I meekly sing into the mic. Meekness fails me, however, my voice echoes around the bar and amplifies the instruments. I continue to sing as I turn a raspberry colour and hope that I don’t reek of the licorice scent of Jager. Somewhere between the commotion and me rocking out, I look my rocker in the eye and all my nervousness evaporates from the energy of the droning bass, the whammy, vibrato and sliding of the guitars and the loudness of the drums around me. I let the energy of the crowd devour me.
                “Any way you want it, that’s the way you’ll get it,” he finishes and kisses my hand as women’s eyes jealously watch.
                “I’d like another shot of Jager,” I say to the waitress I quickly flag as I sit at my table front row, locking eyes with the dreamy rocker. I’ve always loved 80s hair metal men that drown their hair in Aqua Net™ with clothes in leather and spandex.
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 Tonight Old School played the Ribby, they cut their vacation short and surprised us fans. I was going to go alone and just have mom and dad drop me off since Bridgeport is 15 minutes away, but they came with me and actually enjoyed the band. That made me so happy. Although the Ribby is small compared to Screwballs and I couldn't dance around, I still rocked out with Eddie and flirted with him. :p Haha. I love flirting with lead singers. I also bought a tee shirt to show my support. Here are some pictures. I have two more videos, but since blogger will only post one at a time, I will post to YouTube tomorrow. But, some pictures! 




 I had two glasses of Jack and Coke and a shot of Jager. :)








 Old School Rocks the Ribhouse (Arrgust 6, 2011)

This has been the best summer ever! 

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Jessica's Mix... Track 9

I love Led Zeppelin. I remember the same summer that I got into Lynyrd Skynyrd I also got into Led Zeppelin. Of course "Stairway to Heaven" was the first song I loved and the more I listened, the more I fell in love. That shocked mom too, haha. I remember ordering the greatest hits CD in September 2003, I shocked her but in a good shock. For my 16th birthday, July 4, 2005, I was given Led Zeppelin IV and couldn't stop listening to it.

I remember looking through mom's yearbook from when she graduated in 1982, "Stairway to Heaven" was their class song. It fits. I know college has been like this song, with all the different paths I could go on and having all these opportunities. I also changed so many paths in college -- dropping a German major to learning Arabic, leaving my history major to become an English writing major. And although I have to stay for 2-3 years longer, I am happy for it. Also, after Jim's death, it seems like the paths I thought I could go on were obliterated when he died. I feel awful that the last time I talked to him, we fought. He deleted me. I wish I noticed sooner than when he died because I would have apologized. I kick myself for the fight because he was an awesome, great friend and although we only talked online (too shy to talk to him in high school), he was a great friend. Since his death, he really has shaped the path I am on. I am getting help with my mental health and physical health. Although I can't go back and apologize and make amends, we did fight about my health and he told me to get help -- Jim, this is for you. Jim also loved Led Zeppelin as well, so again-- this is for you Jim!

Jessica's Mix... Track 8

Not really a Lil John fan either, but I am a huge Packers fan and I couldn't help but downloading this song after their Super Bowl victory this year. I know I'll be listening to this in two weeks when I go to Green Bay! Can't wait!

Jessica's Mix... Track 7

I'm not really a big Elton John fan, but I can't help thinking and singing this song when I think about my birthday adventure with Christine this July 4th. It was the best weekend ever. :) Especially getting pierced, going to a hookah bar and spending the two days with my best friend. :)

Jessica's Mix... Track 6

Rammstein was a band I listened to non-stop when I was in Germany for a week in 2007. I went from March 30-April 6, 2007 and it was the best week ever! I went with the German club and we explored Rothenberg and Munich, Germany, Lucerne, Switzerland and Austria. Germany was the best country, Switzerland was nice, but very expensive and I just remember not liking Austria. I could write a whole story about my adventures, but it's something not to post tonight. Let's just say that was the best week ever!

Jessica's Mix... Track 5

My first concert I ever saw -- September 4, 2005. I was 16 and totally in love with Motley Crue and still am. I went with my parents and it was also a carnival... the Allentown Fair. I have to say it was funny to see Tommy Lee's tittie cam... my dad bursted out laughing, though it was a bit awkward for mom and I. It was just a great experience. :) Here is my blog post from the day after from my deadjournal (I celebrated 9 years last month, I should start updating that again):

Monday, September 5th, 2005

12:59p - Fun Times with Motley Crue  Protected

Dudes,
Yesterday we left at about 2, arrived at the carnival at 3 since Allentown is a good hour away from KOP. When we got there we noticed an admission price. The ticket person asked if we had Motley Crue tickets because the tickets covered the admission price for the carnival. Turns out it was inside the carnival because during Labor Day weekend they hire popular acts to come perform. Thurs. was Larry the Cable Guy, Fri. was Tim McGraw, Sat. was Hillary Duff (*shudders*) and last night was Motley Crue. They saved the best and wildest act for last. We walked around to see what we wanted for a late lunch/ dinner, so we went to Little Richard's. I got a turkey leg, corn, french fries and a roll. The turkey leg was huge. I only ate half of it. When we sat down in the tent, bees started attacking, so once we finished we got out of there.
We walked around, mom had to use the bathroom. We walked by this shop and they were selling a tee-shirt with the confederate flag and it said "Gir Er Done." It was $8 ($25 at the shore), but they only had extra larges, couldn't get it. I wear atleast a medium. Mom came out of the bathroom, walked around and looked at the prizes of the games. They had confederate flag pictures. I wanted one, so I tried the balloon dart game. I only hit one balloon, so I won a bear.
We went inside the farmer's markets. The one reminded me of Zern's. This one girl was handing out fliers on different religions. I got one that said, "BIG COLASSIAL ARROGANCE! HOW DARE YOU SAY JESUS CHRIST IS THE ONLY WAY TO GOD." I read it, it was funny, laughed and threw it away. We walked into another building that had people selling things and the 4-H contests. Mom was sucked in to this guy cleaning jewlery. He cleaned her jewlery and it looked like the day she bought them. It was a nice cleaner, so we bought some. I have to clean my earrings.
I noticed a stand next to it selling Civil War paintings, but everyone was in the way, so I coul;dn't look. I came to a Civil War display with the medic wagon, Union uniforms on one side, cooking ware at the back and Rebel uniforms. I took some pictures. I also looked at the guy reenacting (he took pictures, he wasn't dressed up, he was reading for the fair). And read some info. Then we moved to the judging areas. I liked the cake section the best- they had some pretty good looking cakes. I also liked some of the dresses that were made. I decided to go back to the Civil War paintings, no one was there and the guy in charge said, "Looks like we have a Civil War buff." and I replied, "Yeah." and we had a nice little conversation about the Civil War. He also asked me what side I like the best and I said both (though I like the Confederacy a bit more, but I do love both sides.) and he said that's a good way to be. The small painting were $5, but mom said I couldn't buy it since it didn't come with a frame and we had nowhere to put it. I was bummed. We walked out and moved onto the animals that were being judged. We looked at the ducks, goats, sheeps and cows. The goats were baaing and dad said to me, "They're calling you. They know how much you love them." I laughed. I also pet a sheep. They felt so soft.
Walked out of there, washed my hands and watched the old antique machinery. Still in good condition and worked perfectly. I said to dad, "Shame they don';t have cotton gins." We then went into the barn with poultry and rabbits. I loved petting the rabbits. There were some pretty big rabbits. Mom heard we couldn't bring cameras into the stadium, walked back to the car, saw a guy and his wife/girlfriend with a greyhound and we pet him. I'm surprised I pet him and he wasn't hyper. He was nice. Mom said greyhounds aren't mean and hyper dogs. They're calm dogs. We walked back, got a funnel cake, looked around and waited until 7:30 when the gates opened.
We finally got into the gates at 8. I said to mom, "Maybe if I don't spend all my money and if stores are still opened, I want to get a Civil War painting." Before the show they were playing all this music on CD and it consisted of White Zombie, Velvet Revolver, Alice In Chains and some other bands. The show finally started at 8:30. It was so cool, they had a television screen come down and they had a cartoon version of Motley Crue talking about the end of the world. When the screen went back up, a clown and lady came out and the show opened with "Shout At the Devil". It was fun singing along with Vince. I couldn't believe I was seeing them in person. We were in the balcony, so we couldn't see their faces, but they had TV screens on the sides. We saw the whole stage and the props they had set up, but you could still see Vince, Nikki, Mick and Tommy pretty good. On the screen I saw Mick had his face painted with corpse paint! That was awesome. I saw and rocked out to all the songs. The best thing about a concert is you can't make a fool of yourself.
Intermission was at 9:15 and they had the TV screen again and they were playing Pantera's Cowboys From Hell. Mom and I ventured to the concession stand. On the way there I was talking t a fellow metal head who said Cowboys from Hell was the greatest song and I said, "It is one of the greatest Pantera songs." Long lines at the concession stand, only two people working. We finally purchased something when "Girls, Girls, Girls" was being played. Mom saw the motorcycles (dad told us later how cool it was). I was singing the song to myself.I got a tee-shirt and program. Went back to our sears, they did a tribute to the Hurricane victims. They performed "Glitter", "Without You" and "Home Sweet Home". During "Without You" mom gave me her lighter and I heled it up. I had no idea how to work it, so she had to start for me. She told me to be careful. I sang all of "Without You" and "Home Sweet Home" with Vince and the thousands of others. Halfway during "Home Sweet Home" I had to turn the lighter off, it was getting hot and I didn't want to burn myself.
Then Nikki came out and told us to make the loudest noise ever and for us sitting in the balcony to get up and make some noise too. So we did and we were the loudest. Dad was rocking out to Motley Crue the entire time too. I rocked out the entire concert, but for "Louder Than Hell", "Dr. Feelgood", "Same Old Situation" and other new songs I stood up and tried to scream. But I can't scream. So I just continued what I was doing before, singing along. It was fun singing along with them and then Vince held the mic out to the crowd so we could do the chorus. Then Vince came out talking, then Tommy did booby cam. It was a little disturbing, but funny. Dad got a kick out of it, mom didn't really like it. Then they played "Kickstart My Heart" for the finale. It was fun. I loved it. I hope they come back next year. Mom and dad said they enjoyed themselves too.
I didn't get the Civil War painting because at the time mom said she'd pay for the program ($20) and I had to pay for the shirt ($35, hey, we were in line already and I wanted a shirt. I can be such a tourist.) So I didn't have money left and think the stores were closed when it let out at 11. We got home at 12:30, I bathed, went to bed at 1:15. This morning mom said, "I paid for the shirt, you paid for the program." And gave me the $15 I had left.
I'm going to upload the pictures of the animals and Civil War display later. I wish I could have brought the camera in, but if I did they wouldn't give it back if the confiscated it.
Tomorrow is school. I won't be on much during the school year, so for the most part I'll be a bad journal buddy. If you want to cut me, feel free to, but if you do, I guess we weren't really good friends in the first place.

Rock on!


current mood: bouncy
current music: Motley Crue- Kickstart My Heart

Jessica's Mix... Track 4

Ah, Dimebag Darrell. I got into Pantera and Damageplan 6 months before he was savagely murdered. "Soul Bleed" became the song to how I felt about him, as well as my whole existence up until when I was diagnosed as bipolar. Here are the lyrics to show you what I am talking about:

Now that I'm all alone
Painfully aware
I'm starting to feel the cold
Knowing you're not there

Caught somewhere between my fears and dreams
And all I have are demons here for company

Come and look inside, hope you like what you see
And if you run and hide, you're scared of what is me
Bind my idle hands, they only claw at me
Drown in emptiness, my soul is left to bleed

Throwing a shadow on
Every thought I have
Knowing that something's gone
Echo's in my head

Caught somewhere between my fears and dreams
And all I have are demons here for company

Come and look inside, hope you like what you see
And if you run and hide, you're scared of what is me
Bind my idle hands, they only claw at me
Drown in emptiness, my soul is left to bleed

Come and look inside, hope you like what you see
And if you run and hide, you're scared of what is me
Bind my idle hands, they only claw at me
Drown in emptiness, my soul is left to bleed


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Jessica's Mix... Track 3

Kittie is the first band that got me into metal when I was 12 years old. I remember the weekend Anna came down, it was Black Friday 2001 and we had an extended 5 days for Thanksgiving. She was down for the weekend and brought all her CDs. She was determined to get me out of rap and thank God it worked. :) She put in this song and I fell in love with Kittie instantly. A few months later she sent me the CD as a belated Christmas gift. I remember getting my other friends into metal by this CD. However, I was the only one to become a heavy metal addict.

Jessica's Mix... Track 2

This song reminds me of when I broke up with both exes... on the same day (the 27th), but 8 months apart. 2009 was a rough year with everything (I also lost an uncle and an aunt). I was devastated and each time I listen to this song I want to cry. I love Lady Gaga and the feelings she instills in me.

Jessica's Mix... Track 1

This was my anthem when I was 14 years old. I fell in love with Lynyrd Skynyrd. That was the summer where I was traveling to Maryland a lot with my mom to help her with work. "Sweet Home Alabama" is the anthem for the South and for great reason. I like the "fuck you" attitude of the song, especially since I love the Civil War. This was the summer I started becoming obsessed with the Civil War.

My Mix Tape For You

I stole this idea from Heather about doing a mix for all you readers. I will be posting 10 songs for you in different posts explaining why I like them.




Friday, August 5, 2011

Ramadan-- Day 5

I will be postponing Thankful Thursday until next week. I'm exhausted... I worked 2 extra hours this week. But, here is the recipe for Ramadan day #5.


Fava Bean Breakfast Spread

 

  • 1 (15 ounce) can fava beans
  • 1 1/2 tablespoons olive oil
  • 1 large onion, chopped
  • 1 large tomato, diced
  • 1 teaspoon ground cumin
  • 1/4 cup chopped fresh parsley
  • 1/4 cup fresh lemon juice
  • salt and pepper to taste
  • ground red pepper, to taste

Directions

  1. Pour the beans into a pot and bring to a boil. Mix them well and add onion, tomato, olive oil, cumin, parsley, lemon juice, salt, pepper, and red pepper. Bring the mixture back to a boil, then reduce the heat to medium. Let the mixture cook 5 minutes. Serve warm with grilled pita.

 

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Ramadan -- Day 4

Almond Dukkah

Ingredients

  • 1/4 cup coriander seeds
  • 1/4 cup sesame seeds
  • 1 tablespoon black peppercorns
  • 1 teaspoon fennel seeds
  • 1/2 cup prepared dry-roasted almonds
  • 2 tablespoons ground cumin
  • 1 teaspoon fresh thyme
  • 2 teaspoons kosher salt or sea salt
  • Pita bread or hearty, crusty dipping bread
  • Olive oil

Directions

  1. Heat a heavy skillet over medium-low heat. Stirring frequently, toast coriander seeds, sesame seeds, peppercorns and fennel seeds until slightly brown and fragrant, about 5 minutes. Cool and transfer to food processor. Add almonds, cumin, thyme and salt. Grind until crumbly; do not allow mixture to become a paste.
  2. Serve Dukkah in a bowl or plate, along with a bowl or plate of olive oil and bread. Dip bread first in olive oil and then in Almond Dukkah so it adheres to the olive oil; serve as an appetizer or hearty and nutritious snack.

 

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Ramadan Mubarak!

Ramadan started on Monday. Since I've been so busy working on Christa's cookbook for her shower on Sunday, I will start my Ramadan post now. For the whole month of August (which in Islamic lunar calendar, it is Ramadan) I will be posting recipes that Muslims use for Ishtar, to break the fast for the day as well as meals Muslims eat before sunrise when they can't eat. But, first, a history!


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Ramadan is the ninth month of the Islamic lunar calendar and is also the Muslim holy month when Prophet Mohammed (peace be upon him) received the messages from Allah (ﷲ) for the Qur’an, which Muslims believe is the true uncorrupted source of interpretations from Allah (where the Torah and Bible were changed ). During Ramadan Muslims are called upon to use this month to re-evaluate their lives in light of Islamic guidance. We are to make peace with those who have wronged us, strengthen ties with family and friends, do away with bad habits -- essentially to clean up our lives, our thoughts, and our feelings. The Arabic word for "fasting" (ڝۏݥ) literally means "to refrain" - and it means not only refraining from food and drink, but from evil actions, thoughts, and words.




During Ramadan, every part of the body must be restrained. The tongue must be restrained from backbiting and gossip. The eyes must restrain themselves from looking at unlawful things. The hand must not touch or take anything that does not belong to it. The ears must refrain from listening to idle talk or obscene words. The feet must refrain from going to sinful places. In such a way, every part of the body observes the fast. Therefore, fasting is not merely physical, but is rather the total commitment of the person's body and soul to the spirit of the fast. Ramadan is a time to practice self-restraint; a time to cleanse the body and soul from impurities and re-focus one's self on the worship of Allah.


At the end of the month, Muslims break fast by celebrating Eid al-Fitar. On the day of Eid, Muslims gather early in the morning in outdoor locations or mosques to perform the Eid prayer. This consists of a sermon followed by a short congregational prayer. After the Eid prayer, Muslims usually scatter to visit various family and friends, give gifts (especially to children), and make phone calls to distant relatives to give well-wishes for the holiday. These activities traditionally continue for three days. In most Muslim countries, the entire 3-day period is an official government/school holiday.

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Rice Pudding With Dates

2 cups cooked white rice


2 cups 2% milk

3 tablespoons white sugar

15 dates, pitted and chopped

1.Place the rice into a food processor or blender, and process until coarse, but not pureed. Transfer to a saucepan, and stir in the milk, sugar and dates. Cook over low heat, stirring occasionally until the dates are tender, about 20 minutes. Serve warm or cold.