When times are hard we'll smile and say
we're not afraid of anything
(cause we feel young and wild)
ASHLEY, COMMANDING OFFICER.
What an awesome weekend high I'm coming off of. There is absolutely nothing like Charleston, good friends and live music.
Tomato and I had originally planned on going to Carowinds this weekend, but because we wanted our family to come along we postponed for two weeks. I'm so insanely glad we did.
The conversation sort of went like this:
Me: "Well since we're not going to Carowinds this weekend, can we go to Charleston instead?"
Tomato: "How are finances?"
Me: "We gotz this."
Tomato: "Let me call Trent and see if he wants to get together."
Fast forward a few hours
RING. RING. (Tomato's phone)
Trent: "You guys wanna see a show?"
Tomato: "Who's playing"
Trent: "Fitz and the Tantrums."
Tomato: "Umm..."
Trent: "Your wifey will know who they are."
Me: (In the background) "Yeah!"
Tomato: "We're in."
So began our Charleston adventure. We get to good 'ol Chuck and start walking around and such. I got some flip flops, whatever. Then we went to The Charleston Market. When did The Charleston Market get so bougie?! Anyway...
We met Trent and Sickel at Hyman's, ate some yummy seafood then proceeded to walk to the concert venue. This alone was grade-A entertainment. Free pizza, Charlestonians, cobblestones, Spoleto, Monster energy drinks, Abbey Road-walking all the crosswalks, Urban outfitters...fun for everyone. We had a pitt stop at a smoke shop and the guys indulged themselves with some fine cigars and reminisced about the easier/faster days.
Then there were the lightsaber kids. My life was instantly complete and all was right in the world. If you've never witnessed a lightsaber fight on skateboard, you've been seriously missing out.
We now interrupt this story for a hipster joke.
Q: What hotel won't a hipster stay at?
A: The Standard.
Back to the story:
So the first band. Epic. I love it when a band gets involved with the crowd. When I say involved, this band REALLY got involved. I mean full out drumming in the crowd and recording themselves doing it on fan iPhones. It was pretty intense and we were directly involved in the madness. I love the madness. After the set was done we wanted to know who said band was...the entire group in our vicinity was set on figuring it out. "Royal something...Royal T?" "That's a cool name. No?" "Royal Tree." "That's not right." Then it clicked..."Royal TEETH!", whilst pointing to your teeth. That's how we found out who it was. Follow me?
Anyway, Royal Teeth was beast and most definitely needs to be put on blast...in your car...in your home...wherever. Just play it loud.
The next band, meh.
Fitz and the Tantrums, tore it up. I first came across this band when iTunes was giving the song "Moneygrabber" away for free. So glad I downloaded that song. They're quite their own genre.
We think Zach was roofied. However, he can scratch that off his bucket list. Apparently he makes great cougar bait. I don't think her husband was too thrilled though.
The walk back to the car was filled with music, not stepping on side walk cracks and various other shenanigans.
What this whole experience taught me is this (It's weird when life lessons can be derived from events such as these.):
Life moves so incredibly fast. One day you wake up and you're 25 and getting older. Sometimes, you forget what it's like to just live, to live without resistance, to lack inhibition, to be a kid, the be loud, to be fantastic.
Friends, both new and old, are so incredibly important.
My personal goal for my own life: When someone asks me, "What have you been up to lately?" I wanna say more than just "work." I want to be able to say so much more than that.
Carpe Diem....and for the more hip folks, YOLO. (God, I hate that phrase.)
I look forward to the future.
TOMATO, THE HUBS.
The show this weekend, was his first ever intimate, small venue, live show...EVER. I don't know how he's gone this long. I think he literally had the time of his life. It's very rare that you can ask Tomato how he feels about something and his answer is, "I had a blast!" I think this may have ignited in him the spark of music that I carry around all the time. I think it gave him a new appreciation for "something other than country music."
I think most importantly he was glad for the opportunity to hang out with Trent. Trent was his mentee knob at the Citadel. Basically this means, for all intensive purposes Trent "was under his wing." Coincidently, Trent has become an important part of our lives. Trent was a groomsman at our wedding and unfortunately, that was the last time we saw him before this past weekend. Two years ago, and obviously too long ago.
ZERO, THE DRAGON and ALPHA, THE DOODLE.
Alpha went to the vet this morning, and because there was a problem with appointments he was dropped off and I'm to be called when he's ready. I feel bad for leaving him because when he's getting shots it's really the only time that he seems utterly dependent on me. I feel bad for the Dood. What really made me sad though was seeing another dachshund in line and noticing that he had a horrible back problem. I know that this is a big problem with wieners but it really hit me. So, when I go to pick up the Dood he'll be getting stairs.
Zero is sad without Alpha. I thought he'd be happy for the break, but alas...he is not. Hopefully the vet will call soon and we can ease the dragon's agony.
What I've just finished reading.
Nothing.
I'm still reading Henry VIII.
Don't judge me, it's a very long book and I'm a very busy woman!
However, next on the Summer reading list:
Divergent by Veronica Roth
A Dance with Dragons by George R.R. Martin
The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald
Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen
Song of the Day:
Wild by Royal Teeth
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