Harder to breathe
(Oh, how I love when the double-meaning title just writes itself!)
Ohhhh, goodness. Hi, you guys. I know I promised I wouldn't disappear when I got stressed but ... apparently I lied. I didn't mean to lie, though! I'm sorry. Things have been a little intense around here, and I was going to write about it but thinking about it is making me not be able to breathe a little bit, so I'm not gonna, at least not tonight. It's all moving stuff and life stuff and ... you know.
Anyway! On to other things. I have this totally, totally great group of friends here. It's a little weird, though, because three of them have moved in the past couple of months, all at the same time, and now I'm moving, so we have to be all strategic and creative about getting together now. One of my friends had a birthday last week, so we decided to plan something around that. (The girls who moved all moved within a few hours' drive, so THAT part is good, at least. I'm the only one moving HALFWAY ACROSS THE WHOLE DAMN COUNTRY. Sigh.)
So anyway, they drove in to meet the rest of us and we got to play a little. We went to one of those bead places to make earrings, and my friend was like, hey, we should each make six pairs of earrings so we can all take home a pair from everyone! I was like, oh, my gosh, that's genius. I totally felt like a kid getting a goody bag at a birthday party.
Can you guess which ones I made? I'll give you a hint: they're my least favorite. I totally could not decide which beads to use and I think everyone else's turned out way cuter. My future as a jewelry designer: over before it even started. Boo.
After we did that, we went to dinner, and THEN we went to a Counting Crows-Maroon 5 concert. It was SO FUN! I am always happy to see Counting Crows. August and Everything After is one of my favorite albums ever, and they're pretty good live. But Adam, oh, Adam. I have never seen a man who needs a hug (and another Jack and Coke) more than Adam Duritz during a concert. I guess I would be melancholy too if I'd unsuccessfully dated both Jennifer Aniston AND Courteney Cox. (Both of them! That never fails to amaze me.)
We missed the opening act, Augustana, but they came out and performed a bit with Counting Crows. I LOVE their lead singer. He is just the cutest thing ever with his cute little hats and his cute little voice.
And Maroon 5! LET ME JUST TELL YOU. I know that Adam Levine is a complete manwhore. I've read the Rolling Stone interview, I've heard the stories, and if he'd been obnoxious, I would not have been one bit surprised. But listen to me. That man is SEX ON A STICK. At the exact same moment, when he started singing a cover of Wicked Game, my friend and I turned to each other and were like, "I TOTALLY GET IT NOW." He is incredibly, incredibly hot when he's performing, and charming, too. I totally and completely would, and so would every single one of you, I guarantee it. It was one of the best concerts I've ever seen.
And, of course, it wouldn't have been a night out without a little stalkerazzi-ing. This couple in front of us was laying on top of each other under a mess of blankets, going to town, so you know we had to take a picture.
I'd blame the sexpertise of Adam Levine, but he wasn't even on stage yet. Did they see the flash go off in their faces? Yes, they did. Did it faze them? Not one bit.