July 18, 2008
Don't you wish you were 10 and forced to take naps?
Poor husband...didn't even make it to the bed. With only a couple of hours sleep in the last two days, he has finally crashed. TGIF. Maybe it's because of the heat, but this week felt way too long. We have a busy weekend ahead of us as well. Well, more like I have an insane weekend waiting for me to pack up for three people in preparation for our trip to St. Louis on Tuesday. When you get married, you automatically become indentured to this type of work, lest you will be in the company of a husband or son without socks, underwear or toothbrush in the middle of your vacation.
I am getting a haircut. It's about time. I might get some highlights. And bangs. In short, I have no clue as to what sort of hair styling I want. My excursions to the hair cuttery is more like a hit or miss thing. I went to at least three hair salons at the mall today to find out if they offer hair straightening services. Of course they do, but not for my kind of hair. "It's too fine," the lady from Colors said. I did not pass the "Is your hair kinky enough" test. Well, couldn't they just adjust the chemicals to suit my hair? Nope. That took me by surprise because in the Philippines, you can get your hair straightened, relaxed, or rebonded (whatever that means) from even the cheapest salons in the neighborhood. But then again, everybody's trying to get a straight hair and fair skin in the Philippines. I am not going to go into that kind of discourse right now.
So we shall see how things will turn out tomorrow. I'm officially exhausted, mostly due to the humidity. Re'Sean had fallen asleep with sugar on his face after eating cinnamon sticks. His dad has long gone off to dreamland. Time to relocate him. Good night everyone!
July 16, 2008
No, Jennifer was not on the front row
John Mayer, you were worth the bumper-to-bumper traffic, being soaked in the rain and having to walk barefoot on semi-paved road and mud. I was willing to sacrifice my newly purchased sandals for you. You came - and you delivered.
I'm talking about John Mayer's concert last Sunday (July 13) at the Merriweather Post Pavilion in Columbia, Maryland. Not exactly the best concert venue I've been to, but that was easily overlooked the minute a visibly toned John Mayer took the stage. For some reason, Kevin forgot to mention to me that the concert was going to be held in an outdoor, Woodstock-ish setting, and not the indoor theater I was looking forward to. In short, I had the wrong shoes for the occasion.
But that was a minor hitch. John Mayer brought the music - and performance - the crowd was expecting. Now that I've seen him live, I have a lot more respect for this guy. I think classifying him as a pop star, as some have, is grossly understating this man's talent. Bottom line, I can't wait to see him perform again! Thank you, dear husband, for that wonderful night of music!
Now we brought Re'Sean to the concert because he is a huge fan as well. The downside to bringing a kid to an open-air concert that caters to a wide range of age groups is that you can't control what he might be exposed to. Teenagers = "let's rock on, dude!" = beer = ganja. Kevin had to call out a young man seated in front of us who was enjoying his reefer.
Here are a couple of photos from the concert:
Ripped abs, toned pecks, guitar monster and singer/songwriter par excellence - what more
could Jennifer ask for?
No, he wasn't half-naked all evening. Although I'm sure the female fans would have been
delighted by it.