Til the World Ends

So yesterday I showed you a picture that hinted at the awesomeness that was my Tuesday night... did you get it?

I went, with my best friend, to a Britney Spears concert. 

My friends, I've offically fulfilled a lifelong dream, and it feels amazing.

I could go on an on about how awesome the show was - about how Nicki Minaj opened and shook her ass like a champ, about how unbelievably smoking hot Britney is and how fantastic her show was, what with all the acrobatics, pyrotechnics, and frankly.. it was almost pornographic in an amazing way. Instead, I will give you this video, filmed at the very show I was at:

And I'll give you something else, too. 

I am, two days later, still high from the experience. It wasn't just seeing Britney and dancing my ass off with my best friend to the music I've been secretly loving for years (she's always been my guilty pleasure) but I'm high off the feeling of accomplishing something I want to do. Sure, I didn't publish a book, I didn't buy a house, I didn't get a boyfriend.. but I said I was going to do something, and I did it. There's a shocking amount of satisfaction that comes from doing something that you swear to yourself you'll do before you die. It's WONDERFUL.

So, here I am. Almost 29, which means almost 30, and here I am again contemplating my mortality. If this is how great it feels to cross something off of my life list when I don't in fact currently HAVE a life list... I need to get on that. Because until the world ends, I want to keep on keeping on having a blast at this little life I have.. I'm doing good so far, but I know it could get better with just a little more muchness.

Wordless Wednesday, The First

This one is for the boys in the polos

There were a bunch of things I wanted to blog about today, like this article I found online (and then promptly lost) about "Full Time Parenting" and how that phrase in and of itself is such a joke. It went something along the lines of: If my child sleeps ten hours a night, spends eight hours at school (so I can go to work, because, allegedly full-time parents homeschool) then I am only a mother six hours out of every day. Say what? I'm going to make an effort to find that article and link to it later.

Also there was going to be more stories of fun weekend happenings with friends and Elise, but for some reason this weekend I didn't really take any great pictures and without pictures it's just not as great.

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I have really been enjoying the pop music that has been on the radio lately, which is not normal for me, because I am still a goth girl at heart and tend to enjoy the quieter side of alternative and indie music over ANYTHING that could possibly be heard on the radio. However, it just seems like this summer has been producing better pop than at other times. I am loving the new Britney Spears songs, freakishly loving Katy Perry and Avril Levigne, and the shockingest? Nicki Minaj. I cannot for the life of me get the song Super Bass out of my head. 

So, one night last week I was laying in bed with Alisha and Dan (remove the minds from the gutters, we're just friends) watching That 70's Show, and then for some reason (probably the bottle of wine AND THEN the bottle of champagne the three of us split) we started watching a number of old SNL videos and current music videos. Pretty soon, Alisha was introducing me to Karmin - and changing my life. I was blown away by the talent of these people that cover such popular songs and make them sound better than the originals. I mean, Karmin takes music that I sort of like, and turn it into music I love, just because they've re-done the songs as acoustic versions and Amy Renee is fucking beautiful to watch. Here's Karmin covering Super Bass:

 I'd blog more, but now I'm caught up in a debate on whether I should surprise a certain someone with Britney Spears tickets with the alterior motive of fulfilling my lifelong Britney dream, or, possibly Ke$ha. If I could only take $$ seriously.