May 22nd, 2011 by Kateastrophe

If you’re friends with me on Facebook you’re completely aware of my obsession with Glee but I just realized I’ve probably never mentioned it here on the old blogarooskie.  I’ll just make it official.

I. LOVE.  GLEE.

I love Glee so much I’ve never missed a show and I’ve spent sort of all my money downloading the songs.  I have also spent a good chunk of cash on Glee Live 2010 and just this weekend, Glee Live 2011.  BEST  MONEY I EVER SPENT.  Both concerts were awesomesauce.  2010 was in Phoenix and in small-ish venue and we had better seats but this year was in Las Vegas and a much bigger show with more songs, better sound, lighting, band, special effects and all that jazz so really they were both equally awesome and both times my cheeks hurt from smiling the entire time.  There is something about this show and the concerts and the kids performances that just radiates joy.  I swore last year I’d pay whatever it took to get front row seats and go backstage and I sort of bailed on that this year for going with friends and almost-back-row seats but I am seriously considering selling my car if there’s a chance to get front row seats next year.

Now, some most people mock my obsession with a show about a bunch of singing geeks and I get that, but I  need to point out that I was (and still am) and singing geek.  If my high school had a Glee club, I would have been the president.  I was in choir and drama classes, clubs and presidencies/councils all four years of high school.  I had big parts in plays, big solos with choir and won Region and State competitions in both.  My friends and I would sit around the piano singing our guts out for hours, sometimes even writing songs (Jewels, I’m looking at you). THEN I went on to college to be a Music Dance Theatre major and now I teach voice lessons after I come home from my full time job.  So yeah, you could say I’m a big time singing geek and this show may have been sent from heaven just for me.

Now I plan to share my Gleekness with you in the form of badly filmed videos from this year’s show.  You’ll mostly want to just listen because YOWZA the camera did NOT like the lighting effects and I sure don’t know how to hold my arm still.  Also, a lot of the time I was looking at the stage and not paying attention to where the camera was pointed.  My bad.

First, I give you the opening number, Don’t Stop Believing. This was the opener last year too. LOVE.

Second, Teenage Dream as sung by the amazeballs Warblers, the all boy choir featuring Darren Criss, aka Blaine. My friend Raschell’s husband has dubbed those of us obsessed with this guy (who is gay on the show but straight in real life) Blainiacs. Very fitting.  And I am one.  You should be, too.

Finally, my favorite song ever performed on the show OR live, Somebody to Love. Sigh.

You’re welcome. Or I’m sorry. Whichever.

May 15th, 2011 by Kateastrophe

In light of the virtual doom cloud that’s been hanging over my blog, here’s something to lighten things up!  This is my favorite SNL skit EVER in the history of the world.  My family watched this with me at Christmas time and I think my Dad almost fell off the couch laughing.  I introduced my bestie JoAnne to it this weekend and she got mad at me for “holding out on all the funny.”

I forget sometimes how amazingly good it feels to laugh until you think you might throw up.  Does a body good. So here you go and now none of you can accuse me of holding out on all the funny.

May 9th, 2011 by Kateastrophe

I’m not going to beat around the bush here.  Mother’s Day when you’re supposed to have either a three month old, be three weeks from your due date or be four months pregnant but you’re none of those three things sucks a big old pile of crap.  Let’s just say I’ve cried a lot the last few days.

I think maybe the hardest part is that I AM a mother, I just don’t have proof for the world to see.  I don’t have pictures of a newborn adorning my desktop and Facebook profile and I don’t have videos of the first smile or bath or haircut.  I have six months of being exhausted, six more of being hormonally imbalanced and three sets of ultrasound pictures of the babies that were mine and Matt’s for only a short while.  Wanna see?

We have Alien v1.o who was with us for 10 weeks.

We have Alien v2.0 who was a little Houdini and didn’t show up then did and then left us two days later at 7.5 weeks.

Finally we have our little fighter, Version 3.0 who stuck with us the longest at 14.5 weeks and even gave us a wave during the ultrasound (second picture).   It was nice to finally see human-esque parts even if they were still a little more like a strange amphibian than a human but we thought it was cute.

Someday we’ll have a living, breathing part of us walking around, it just seems that someday is a little (a lot) further out than we expected.  We have an excellent doctor and as of today, we have a plan for figuring out what’s going on.  We have the world’s best insurance that will 100% cover ANY treatment we may need to get our little offspring here.   We have supportive friends and family who make it known every day that we are loved and thought about and prayed for.

All of those things are awesome but it doesn’t mean this doesn’t hurt like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.   Mother’s Day might be hard next year, too.  And I suppose it’s possible that it might be hard for the rest of my life, as may the due dates of  these babies.  I’m working through it, struggling some days, excelling others.  Life goes on.  People are announcing pregnancies and having babies and I’m watching the world turn around me and trying to keep up.  Today it didn’t feel like I was succeeding but then I got a mani/pedi and my husband made dinner and I remembered there are lots and lots of reasons to smile.  So I did.