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Took my mom to see the Trans-Siberian Orchestra today. She rocked out in the seat next to me, no joke. Haha. I tried to remind myself not to feel at all embarrassed, because I know that's going to be me in a little over 30 years, I'm sure. We are too much alike, really. Anyways, I think she really enjoyed it, so that was good. I feel like a good daughter because I actually got her something other than gardening tools or a bathrobe for Christmas (which is all she usually asks for)!
The first part of the show was pretty damn metal. Haha. Like, as in, kind of cheesy 80's hair metal, complete with the light show. From seeing the crowd (and how they were dressed) before the show, I don't think a lot of people were expecting that type of orchestra... including the couple sitting next to us. Later in the show, the hair metal calmed down a bit and I started to enjoy it a lot more. It was pretty much technically amazing...and it really made me want to play the Ukranian Bell Carol on marimba like I did my senior year in high school when I decided to join marching band on a whim. Now that was one kickass song!
Mom and I had some pretty intense conversations on the way down there, which was really nice, because I've always found it difficult to let myself feel vulnerable around her, through no fault of her own. I'm working really hard on making things in my life healthier and better right now. I cried a lot when I started talking about missing Dad. Which was absolutely amazing in a way because I haven't been able to feel/express things about him that way since basically right after his death. And not even in the same way. I've been trying really hard the past 3 or 4 months to break down these walls I build up, and I guess it's just nice to see some progress. And to be honest, it felt really good to cry.
When we finally got home I was really craving something sweet, and brownies weren't going to do it because they would keep me up all night. Though I'm not really sure what I'm worrying about considering I'm up til at least 2am anyways. I was going to experiment with buttermilk on ice cream (once I determined the buttermilk might actually still be good) because I couldn't find any coffee creamer to try on it but then my mom reminded me that I don't like buttermilk anyways, so why would I like it on ice cream?? She made a valid point, so I searched the rest of the fridge. Found some maple syrup, and turns out it goes amazingly well with vanilla ice cream! As long as you're into sickeningly sweet stuff, like I am.
Added some turkey hot dogs to balance everything out nutritionally, and there it was - a dinner fit for a 5 year old!
The first part of the show was pretty damn metal. Haha. Like, as in, kind of cheesy 80's hair metal, complete with the light show. From seeing the crowd (and how they were dressed) before the show, I don't think a lot of people were expecting that type of orchestra... including the couple sitting next to us. Later in the show, the hair metal calmed down a bit and I started to enjoy it a lot more. It was pretty much technically amazing...and it really made me want to play the Ukranian Bell Carol on marimba like I did my senior year in high school when I decided to join marching band on a whim. Now that was one kickass song!
Mom and I had some pretty intense conversations on the way down there, which was really nice, because I've always found it difficult to let myself feel vulnerable around her, through no fault of her own. I'm working really hard on making things in my life healthier and better right now. I cried a lot when I started talking about missing Dad. Which was absolutely amazing in a way because I haven't been able to feel/express things about him that way since basically right after his death. And not even in the same way. I've been trying really hard the past 3 or 4 months to break down these walls I build up, and I guess it's just nice to see some progress. And to be honest, it felt really good to cry.
When we finally got home I was really craving something sweet, and brownies weren't going to do it because they would keep me up all night. Though I'm not really sure what I'm worrying about considering I'm up til at least 2am anyways. I was going to experiment with buttermilk on ice cream (once I determined the buttermilk might actually still be good) because I couldn't find any coffee creamer to try on it but then my mom reminded me that I don't like buttermilk anyways, so why would I like it on ice cream?? She made a valid point, so I searched the rest of the fridge. Found some maple syrup, and turns out it goes amazingly well with vanilla ice cream! As long as you're into sickeningly sweet stuff, like I am.
Added some turkey hot dogs to balance everything out nutritionally, and there it was - a dinner fit for a 5 year old!