My love/hate story of Lady Gaga

So, we had the chance to see Lady Gaga last Friday night. I was super excited because I actually really liked the stories I had read about her journey to the top. Plus, her music makes me dance anytime, anywhere.
Our experience at Lollapolooza was an interesting one. Since we were seeing her at a music festival, it was first come, first sere with standing room. We ended up standing for about an hour and a half, scrunched between a bunch of teens that were uber excited that they bought some overpriced pot and smuggled in some Malibu that their older sister bought for them. Obnoxius and smelly, but I knew it was going to be worth it.
So, Gaga finally starts up and the energy is at a crazy level. The people around us were obsessed with her! Costumes, screaming, and claws were all around us. The curtain lifts and there is a very produced stage with tons of flamboiant dancers moving around. She gets through the first song and then tells us all about how she had been here 3 years ago and had dismal reviews, but now she is back and headlining! We all cheer, very exciting stuff.
If that had been all I had seen, I would have left with the same idea of her, but the show was two hours and in that time it basically seemed like a political stage with purposefully offensive material and lectures to 14 year olds about how she hates money, loves gays, and that Jesus loves gays, too. Now, even though I may share one or more of those views, I would never stand in front of 80,000 people and tell them that is how it is.
The show's concept was also very Britney Spears-ish, as it was her going through scenes to introduce songs and they even had the "fame-monster" come out, which looked like an anglerfish. Uh, I don't get it....

  So, in short, she is just a girl in an overly produced pop star role. What I thought would be weird/cool just ended up being weird with a bunch of screaming 15 year old gay boys.

1,000 apologies

So, apparently enjoying married life equals not updating my blog for way too long! Sorry, everybody.
Today marks the first day of Ramadan, which I participate in with Jonathan. For those of you who don't know the cycle, it is 30 days of only eating while the sun is down. I will probably be blogging much more now that I won't be seeking out food for my hour lunch break.
Let's see, in the last month we have...
Competed in Muddy Buddy:

This was a 6 mile race that we switched between biking and running as a team, then hurled ourselves through a huge mud pit, seen here.

It was super foggy when we started the race at 7am and it was an hour away, so we had to leave at 4:30 in the morning from our house! Totally worth it.

We also attended Lollapolooza here in Chicago, which was a blast!

I was really excited to see Lady Gaga, but now that I have, I wish that I hadn't. That will be a post for another day this week, since I have more to say on that.

This post is bouncing around a lot, but is more like word vomit, since I haven't been on in so long. I had actually started a blog post the day after my last one in July, so I will leave with that for now.

The post was going to be titled something quircky and profound about what I have learned and have yet to learn, but I will let you make your own decisions on what it would have been called

It has been 2 years since I graduated from college and moved up here to Chicago. 2 years isn’t a lot of time, but much has changed in my life. The move, the marriage, 3 jobs, and 1 new cat are among a few of those things. In this time I have dropped 15 pounds, become a much better rock climber, and have started to become more organized, in general. These changes certainly don’t make me brilliant or unusual, but it has taught me a lot of little lessons about myself and about the world, quickly. I thought I would share a few of those now:

1. It isn’t where you intend to go, but where you end up that counts

2. I like things to be cleaner and neater than I am normally able to accomplish

3. My life is much better simplified

4. Always get important things in writing (and make a copy)

5. No amount of clothing or accessories will make you more or less beautiful

6. I want to keep a job that won’t keep me there for more than 45 hours a week(on average) , unless it is my own business

7. Compromising in decisions isn’t as awful as I thought it would be

8. If I haven’t had sleep or food, no one can make me happy

9. I like to obsess over ridiculous, cute things even though it is illogical to have them at the moment(French bulldogs, roof decks, houses in Austin)

10. A “thank you” and a smile can get you out of many situations

11. In my case, being drunk is always a better idea than in actual practice

Bye for now, blogger friends!

In Current News...

Transformers 3 is filming outside of my office today on Michigan Avenue. It has bee way too distracting for my simple mind, as Shia and whats-her-name keep running around downstairs.

Ah, Scoot Scoot

In a decision that was on our minds for a while, Jonathan and I have decided to sell my car and buy a scooter. We figured out that we could even buy the scooter before we sold the car, so last weeked we did just that!
Pictures of our real scooter are coming soon, but this is an image of the same type:

Ours is blue, but the pink picture shows the model better.

We have already ventured around Oak Park with it and I am already plotting different excuses to ride it around!

Jonathan already has a car, and with living in a city that makes it expensive to own one, we decided it would just be better to minimize. Another adventure has been learning to drive manual, as that was something I didn't know how to do.

Even though I don't have pictures to share of our actual scooter, I went trolling around Etsy and found some awesome scooter gear that might be great Christmas/Birthday/Because You Love Me gifts!

An Open Letter to Lindsay Lohan

If you haven’t heard yet, Lindsay Lohan was sentenced to 90 days in jail and 90 days in an in-patient rehab center for violating her probation and failing to complete routine drug tests. As a few of you might know, I have been a fan of her, mainly fueled by people’s reactions to how outrageous it is that I would like her in the first place.

I think what has always kept me aware of her though, is that we are very close in age and it is interesting to me what people my age choose to do with their lives and especially what they do when they acquire wealth at such a young age. So, instead of writing her a letter in jail, as I half-jokingly said to Jonathan last night, I am going to keep it here on this blog:


Dearest Lindsay,

Crack is whack.

Sincerely,
Heather


P.S. No more stripper/porn star movie roles, leave it to the imagination.

Song to Share

"hmm....it is really beautiful...and thoughtful...but without saying what you should be thinking about"- Jonathan




This came up on my Pandora today and I can't help but share. It makes me want to cry when I hear it, but I don't know why.

Husband and Wife bonding session: Naked Bike Ride

One of the fun things we did this weekend was go on the Annual Naked Bike Ride in Chicago. Yes, most people were naked, no, we were not!

I decided to go in my 'newlywed' bathing suit and Jonathan took the boxer brief route.

I also got to bring out the blond wig, as it hasn't made an appearance in a while!

The ride was to promote human-powered transportation and loving the beauty of your body. As you can guess, there were a lot of hippies there, but it made it really fun and entertaining for most of the ride.