Lazy Sunday.

Today Mr. Beez woke up with the baby, and let me sleep in.  I slept until 11:30, DO YOU KNOW HOW GOOD THAT FEELS?  Today we are hanging out around the house, regrouping from a busy week and weekend.  I’m watching Nashville, and feel like it’s full of references and humor that I’m just not getting.

Friday night, Baby Beez had a sleepover at her grandparents house, and Mr. Beez and I got to go out on the town.  We started out with a ridiculously gluttonous dinner at Ibiza.  I had a LivingSocial coupon for there (there are always Groupons, LivingSocial, and Restaurant.com coupons floating about for that place).  Upon eating plate after plate after plate of delicious tapas, I realized that these folks are totally winning at this game.  Sure, I paid $12 for a $25 coupon, but the lamb tapas plate was $24 alone, so I got a whopping half off one of our dishes. Whatever, it was GOOD.

We followed up that tasty meal with the Death Cab for Cutie concert that I had been looking forward to for AGES.  I really do love that band, and the show was great.  This was my first visit to Stage AE, and I was happy to find that the venue is big enough to attract big acts, but small enough that pretty much everywhere has a good view of the stage.  They also have enough concessions and restrooms that you don’t have to wait in long lines.  We’ll be making visits back there in early August for 311 (Mr. Beez’ pick), and October for Fiona Apple.

I even forced my musical tastes on my poor, unsuspecting child with this Death Cab onesie.

Yesterday afternoon we visited SouthSide Works Exposed, featuring musical acts, hula hoopers, and the I Made It! craft market.  We wandered about for a bit, but it was hot hot hot.  We weren’t in the market for any crafty things in particular, so we spent most of our time hanging out at the fountain.

Last night we also went to the drive-in to see Ted.

Ted was pretty funny.  It really IS like a live-action full length Family Guy.  The structure, style, and humor is all the same.  I run hot and cold with Family Guy.  I will watch it if it’s on, but the jokes grow tiresome to me pretty quickly, and it’s not like I go searching out the show on the TV lineup.  Ted was pretty much the same thing.  I enjoyed it, but it didn’t turn my world upside down.

The last 2 times we went to the drive in, Baby Beez has been find. Last night she decided to be a screaming banshee, so we spent a lot of the movie with the windows rolled up, hoping to limit the disturbance to the other attendees.  (we would have left due to her fuss, but it was a logistical impossibility to leave the movie while it was going on).  We didn’t stay for the 2nd movie, and of course as soon as we started to drive away, she conked out in the car.  Maybe we just have to go for a longer drive before getting to the drive-in, to get her to fall asleep in the car before we even get to the movie.

We’ve spent a good part of this weekend watching the TV coverage of Comic Con in San Diego.  At one point, Mr. Beez asked with sad-puppy eyes, “Do you think we could ever go?”  “SURE.” I answered.  I’m not much into all the comics and games, but there is plenty for the movie nerd side of me.  We started looking into what it would take to attend the 2013 con.  Booking a flight and hotel won’t be a problem, but it looks like getting the tickets to the convention is going to be tricky.  Apparently this year’s full-convention tickets sold out in 90 minutes. Yikes.  IF we can get tickets for next years Comic Con, it’ll be a good opportunity to drop Baby Beez off with my mom for the weekend, and let them have some quality time together.  Has anyone gone to Comic Con before? What was your experience with the event?


Music for a Drive

For many parents, having a little one means listening to kids music in the car.  I’m a selfish jerk, and so in MY vehicle, I’ve implemented a firm “If I don’t like it, we’re not listening to it” rule.  At first, this was no problem at all.  However, Baby Beez has recently begun developing preferences, so there has been some negotiation involved.  We still only listen to things I like, but I let her choose between the various CD’s or radio stations I like.  Something is wrong with my child, because she hates Phil Collins, and screamed at the top of her lungs at the very suggestion of “Easy Lover.”   She has, however, shown her true Pittsburgh roots.  She dances and claps every time Bon Jovi or Journey come on. 

These are some CD’s we both enjoy, and are in heavy rotation in my car:

I wish I could say I am super cool, and have been into David Bowie for decades, but that would be a big fat lie.  The Life Aquatic was my real first exposure to Bowie, whom I now LOVE.  This soundtrack is mellow and cheerful, and features Brazilizan musician Seu Jorge’s charming covers of a few Bowie classics.


Really, how can anyone not love the original Weezer album?


I totally forgot I even had this CD, until I discovered it in pile of junk in my glove box.  I put it in the player and was like “HOW HAVE I LIVED WITHOUT LISTENING TO THIS FOR SO LONG?!”  True Blue is by far Madonna’s best, and I’m probably going to break the CD sooner or later, because I just leave it in the player and listen to it over and over and over.

What are your favorite driving tunes?


Table for One

Baby Beez was up from about 3am-5am, howling like a banshee for no particular reason.  As a result, I’m moving a little slow today.  The hardest part about having a kid and working the type of job I do, is that I’m responsible for everyone.  I’m responsible for myself, my family, my clients.  Sometimes the responsibility gets tiring, and I want to check into a hotel for a night, order room service, and watch hour after hour of Say Yes to the Dress with no one else asking me for anything.

I love going to coffee shops all by myself.  I bring a book and sip a cafe au lait, and even though there are other people around, they leave me blissfully alone.

I love going to the movies with Mr. Beez, but sometimes it’s just nice to go by myself (and eat all the popcorn!)  Movies aren’t much for social activities, so I don’t feel awkward or lonesome on my own.

I know some people like to mosey up to the bar and have drinks on their own, but I’ve never been comfortable with that . I don’t even like to be the first one to show up at the bar.  When I’m meeting friends for happy hour, I make a point of being a couple minutes late, because I don’t like being there by myself.  The same goes for restaurants.  I feel awkward getting a meal on my own.  Sure, it’s less awkward if you can eat at the bar and there’s a TV there, but then I’m so distracted by feeling strange for being on my own, that I don’t really enjoy the food. 

Now I’m dealing with the question of whether I want to go to a concert on my own.  Sure those super-music-types with bookshelves full of vinyl feel perfectly fine showing up at concerts on their own, just to enjoy the music.  For me, though, there is too much downtime in a concert for me to feel comfortable going by myself.  I suppose I could show up late enough to miss the opening acts, and therefore miss a lot of that downtime, but I also don’t want to risk showing up late for the main act.  Even though this is not a band Mr. Beez likes, I will probably beg and beg and beg until he agrees to go. 

So what kind of things do you like to do all on your own? 


More Summer Fun

So here I am, back with my family at the drive in, getting excited to watch Snow White & the Huntsman, and hoping Baby Beez falls asleep soon ( she’s been rubbing those little eyes).

Last night we stopped in at the Three Rivers Arts Featival for some corn dogs and music. Baby Beez had a ton of fun running around in circles and dancing to The Wailers’ reggae music.

She’s hard to see in this video, but I swear she’s there dancing with her light-up shoes.

As much as I love the Arts Fest, it is only 10 days, and we will be able to hang out at the drive in all summer long. It’s a little gritty, but I love my movies!


What is your favorite summer pastime?


Busy Week

Litigation work seems to be feast or famine, and right now for me it’s FEAST.  My posts have been a little lean this week, because I’ve been crushed at work.  This is no complaint– the end of the fiscal year is coming up, and it’s comforting to have plenty of work and be on target (or above) for my hours. 

I have fit in some time to watch a few movies lately– Anonymous, In Time, and Columbiana, and a few others, but none of them have been interesting enough for me to write up a post.  I finished up A Confederacy of Dunces (John Kennedy Toole, 1980) a few weeks ago, and have been meaning to do a write up about that, but haven’t gotten around to it.  For now, I recommend you check out Elle Ewok’s stellar review of the book at the Semi-Literate Yinzer Book Club.

For your listening pleasure, I can’t get enough of Gotye’s Somebody That I Used to Know.  It’s one of those fuming, seething angry songs that doesn’t entirely sound enraged. Love it.