UPDATE on "I want this coat" post

Lands End was having a 30% off sale, so I took the plunge and got the coat. The only small change of plan is that I got a different color in the same pattern. After having gone to Sears, which sells Lands End, and trying the coat on, I found that the bright pistachio floral was much more flattering.

KT + The Dead Concert = Horrification

And no, horrification is not a real word. I made it up. Especially for this tale telling. For those who know me, you know I'm a fairly "straight" person shall we say. That's not to say that I've never done anything wrong or "bad", but the extent of my vices is an Appletini every once in a while.

My husband is a HUGE music lover in general and has been a Grateful Dead (now technically called just "The Dead" since Jerry Garcia passed away) fan for a long time. He likes to share his love of music with me and I really appreciate that, although his and my music tastes are not even on the same planet. I like Celtic Woman, Bryan Adams, and Norah Jones. He likes the Allman Brothers, the Dead, and CSNY. So, in an attempt to share this love of music, he's taken me to a few concerts for these bands. Allman Brothers was first about 10ish years ago. It wasn't that bad. I actually liked it. Then, about 5ish year ago, it was CSNY. Again, not bad. A smidge of illegal activities, but it mostly stayed in the background.

Last Saturday night was the Dead Concert. OH.MY.GOD. Let's just say that it was four straight hours of "horrification." From the smokestack that surrounded us to the tie-dye clad whirling dervishes to the woman with the dreadlock ponytails holding an infant, most likely giving it whiplash while dancing. I'm pretty sure my mouth was on the floor the ENTIRE time. I kept thinking I'd go hide in the bathroom, but was afraid that I'd get caught up in the swaying in the aisles or encounter even more hardcore illegal activities in there. Wow. So out of my element it wasn't even funny.

The things you do for love!

The Latest Installment of Goldy Bear...

...is at a bookstore or library near you! I'm only on page 46, but as usual, I'm hooked!

Something I'm awful at...

...being sick. I can admit it. I'm one of THE worst patients. Any hint of pain and I turn into a super mega nightmare. I guess I have the flu now (sore throat, congestion, minor temp, weakness) and I'm miserable.

Everytime I feel a cough coming on, I want to cry. To say I don't "do well" with pain is an understatement. I know there's pretty much nothing that can be done other than take cough syrup/Dayquil/Nyquil, but I HATE it.

Rant over. I must say that I am lucky to have John taking care of me and putting up with me.

I want this coat.

Period. Nothing else to say.

Look What I'm Getting!

Doesn't take much to make me happy!

Service Dogs

Rarely do I use this forum to express my opinion about what anyone might construe as a controversial topic. I did say "rarely." I think this might be one of those rare times.

Recently, I've come across many people with service dogs. In restaurants, at school, walking around town, etc... As soon as I see a service dog I immediately get sad. I think the dog must live such a structured, non-carefree life and that just doesn't seem right to me.

On the other hand, I certainly see the good that service dogs can do for their owners. As a human, one would think that I would take the "human's side" and take this positive approach to service dogs and be in awe of all they can do for humans.

I can't. I want to go up to service dogs and pet them, run around with them, and let them be "free."