I have a doctor’s appointment every week from now until the end of the year. And two some weeks! Agghh!! I am so thankful that my company works with me on all my appointments. That’s a HUGE help. No, there’s nothing wrong with me. Well, not physically anyway. 😉 I am going to therapy once a week to get over my fear of flying. I don’t know if I’ve shared that information on here, but there it is. “Hi, my name is Sherri and I go to a therapist.” I love it. She specializes in phobias, but I’m free to talk about whatever. And let me tell you, after some of the days at work I have (the issues, not the company or co-workers), I love to let off some steam. But yes, she’s teaching me how to better deal with my insane fear of flying. I’ve decided though that I’m going to need a little help for trip to AZ in October. Did ya hear that? Ari-freakin-zona. That’s like across the country! So, in addition to my usual therapy appt next week, I get to go visit my primary doctor to get some bloodwork and get some uppers. I jest. I’m actually getting some downers. I hope they help. I really didn’t want to turn to pills (not that there’s anything wrong with that), but the trip is right around the corner and that crash in KY set me back about 7 sessions. Has anyone else had experience with this or any phobia that you got meds for? I tried Xanax once for a flight and nada. I’m going to try something different this time…not sure what. Just something to get me through the flight there and back. Any thoughts or advice on these meds would be greatly appreciated.
I’m watching/listening to Celebrity Duets. Have you guys seen this? It’s like American Idol for old people. I am no singer, so I can’t really say much….but I’m going to anyway. What the ??!? Some of these “celebrities” can’t carry a tune in a bucket. I give them tons of kudos for having the guts to do it – much like karaoke singers in bars – but still. It’s national television. I’m also amazed at some of the singers that perform with them. Belinda Carlisle was on tonight and she looks EXACTLY THE SAME! Unbelievable. Wynona…still beautiful, albeit bigger than I remember. Yes, I can say that b/c I’m a big girl, too. 🙂 There’s no shame in it….although I am on that diet, remember? How’s that going you ask? Uh, don’t. Let’s just say I haven’t GAINED any weight. Does that count? I think so. All of the girls in it are pretty much in the same boat, although we are trying. And then we have a really crappy. trying day at work and order Chinese. Way to go, us! Back to Celebrity Duets….have you seen Lucy Lawless on there? She’s blonde and almost unrecognizable. Wow. I haven’t decided if I like it better…I tend to lean towards darker hair on anyone (celebrities included), but that’s just me. Like on Reese, Drew, Scarlett, Sarah Jessica….I tend to like their dark styles more. I’m rambling. Someone STOP me!
Monday was a fun shopping day. Hit the Galleria for some sales. Good stuff! Oh! And had the best steak of my life. (and I am not a steak person. At all. I eat it about once a year and that’s only if I’m at a place known for steaks. You wanna know why? Because I always get gristle. It never fails. Never. So, I stay away from steak.) Ashley and I went to Michael’s Steak & Seafood on Galleria Circle for lunch and it was amazing. I had the prime rib…it was good. Nothing spectacular. But Ashley’s Delmonico was the BOMB! If you like steak and are in the Bham/Galleria area, check it out. Order the Delmonico. You won’t be disappointed (I hope). And they give you a cinnamon roll with the bread. Forget desert..that thing was amazing! The odd part of the meal came when the server gave us her business card at the end of her meal and told us to ask for her if we came back. It was very nice, but strange. On her card it says “Professional Server.” I’m sure it’s for private parties and such, but it’s got Michael’s logo on it and everything.
Tuesday night we saw the Goo Goo Dolls and the Counting Crows at Oak Mountain. The Goo Goo Dolls were awesome! They played all their hits and a few off the latest album. I really enjoyed them. Johnny Reznick is just HOT. There was a strange part of the concert when a guitarist took over vocals for a few unknown songs and he sounded like a pre-pubescent Froggy off The Little Rascals. But we recovered. We couldn’t figure out if Johnny was sick or something because he didn’t hit any of the high notes either. The Counting Crows were awful. That really bothered me, because I had never seen them and was really looking forward to my first Crows experience. The lead singer (Adam?) was obviously wasted, high or something. He came out cussing and being extremely pessemistic. It was an all ages show so I felt bad for the parents with kids in the audience. It was “F this” and “F that.” And how he was so depressed. Then they launched into song after song that I had never heard of. After about 12 unknown songs and getting 1/2 beer spilled on me from above, I was ready to go. Ashley was about to fall asleep so it was all good. We headed out and found a foosball (sp?) table where we stopped to play a few games. We finally heard “Long December” so the night wasn’t a complete waste. And just for the record, Samantic..you WILL be going to a concert. And yes, I will drag you kicking and screaming. Be afraid.
I am just being totally negative about stuff tonight, aren’t I? I have no idea why. I don’t mean to…I’m just telling it like I see it. Who knows. I’m not in a bad mood nor am I pissy tonight. I’m actually in a great mood. I created this nifty little photo album at the Kodak Gallery store (www.kodakgallery.com) last week and it came in Tuesday. I must say that it’s awesome. If you have never done this, I highly recommend it. You pick out your album – the cover, color, font, pictures and get to write captions, a dedication, everything. They print it, bind it, etc. and ship it to you. It’s a great keepsake and isn’t that expensive.
Now….(wait for it)….the song of the day. It’s an old, but a goodie. One that EVERYONE knows. Sing it anyway. Go on…you know you want to:
Here’s the story of a lovely lady,
Who was bringing up three very lovely girls.
All of them had hair of gold, like their mother,
The youngest one in curls.
It’s the story of a man named Brady,
Who was busy with three boys of his own.
They were four men living all together,
Yet they were all alone.
Til the one day when the lady met this fellow,
And they knew that it was much more than a hunch,
That’s this group would somehow form a family,
That’s the way they became the Brady Bunch.