Coconut Telegraph

I think I'm going to have a heart attack.....For the first time in about four years, Jimmy Buffett is coming to Detroit. Since 1996, I've been to 7 Jimmy Buffett concerts; 4 in Detroit, 1 in Indianapolis, 1 in Cincinnati and 1 in East Troy, WI. Ah, I can remember the first time I heard Jimmy's caribbean tunes like it was yesterday. I was 17 and on spring break in Myrtle Beach. The hotel we (Devon, Katie, Lynnette and I) stayed at had a cover band that played JB songs every morning at 11:00. So cool. Then, by some strange twist of fate, I was able to score a free pair of concert tickets the night before high school graduation. You had to be there. Disgusting, I know. After that night, I was completely hooked. So hooked, in fact, that I went to Key West on my honeymoon. Again, so cool - actually it was REALLY hot.

Now for the hard part.....since my hubby and I have a very different philosophy on what is a "reasonable" amount of money to spend on having fun, I will probably buy the tickets and tell him after the fact. I may be in hot water, but we shall see. It's better to beg for forgiveness than to ask for permission. I don't really believe in that statement, but it's applicable to this situation. So - if my plan works, I'll be looking forward to ending the summer with a Buffett concert, having just a sick time with a crap load of crazy Parrotheads and not worrying about whether or not I'm living or dying in 3/4 time!! FINS UP!!!

So When's The Next Trip?

Three adjectives perfectly describe the weekend spent in NYC for Andrea's and Jen's bachelorette party: drunk, sleepless, and quasi-disappointed.

To describe each in greater detail.....

Drunk - because from the time I checked into the hotel to the time I landed back in Detroit I was either drinking, drunk or sobering up from the night before (not to mention locking myself out of my room and not realizing that I didn't have a key until 4am).

Sleepless - three or four hours of drunk sleep does not qualify as actual sleep, therefore, I was sleepless for 48 hours.

Quasi-disappointed - when girls get together, they like to shop (especially if you're in a place like NYC). I, on the other hand, am not a typical girl. I HATE SHOPPING (I still love you beautiful, happy shoppers). I would much rather spend my money on cultural/natural stuff like the MoMA, Ellis Island, Rockefeller Center, Central Park....you get my drift....or drinking. I have to admit, though, Karen and I *really* "bonded" when we were caught God-knows-where walking for about 5 hours (getting stuck in a shiz cab) and laughing at how badly our feet hurt before going to the bar for the nightly festivities. Not to mention, I think I met my match when it comes to fast-paced walkers. I've always been told that I walk fast, but Karen walks REALLY fast. Owie.

All in all, it was an awesome weekend. The weather cooperated and it was so wonderful to see everyone; especially those who I have not seen in a really long time. Thanks to all who could make it out, because it was a blast!! I know that Jen and Andrea appreciate it, too!

Some of my fav pics:

Andrea looking hotter than ever!!

Bolte and Heather enjoying the evening

Karen and me....When are you coming out to Detroit?!




Karen - I can't believe we couldn't convince Heather to demonstrate the "Quadriplegic Hall of Fame"...or was it "oral, consensual conversation"...he, he, he.



See, AGD little nuts get special treatment....Will is always welcome to crash our parties!!!

Start Spreadin' The News.....

....I'm not leaving today, but pretty close!! My flight leaves on Friday around 1:30pm bound to NYC for a girls' weekend to celebrate Jen's and Andrea's short-lived bachelorette status!!! What more could a girl ask for than to hang out with great friends in a vibrant city for the weekend? An update (with pictures, of course) will follow......


Some interesting facts about NY:

State motto: Excelsior (Ever Upward)
State beverage: Milk
State gem: Garnet (coincidence....my birthstone)
State flower: Rose (A rose is as beautiful as its least perfect....)

Oh, and for the creepy part of NYC, check out this story

State of the Human Address

Thoughts of "you're breathing my oxygen" and "please don't contaminate the gene pool" ran through my head as I battled a 2-hour drive home. A combination of an accident and construction closed I-94 just east of I-275 (of course). I must admit, for someone who acknowledges that they don't possess as much patience as they should, I was pretty calm. My calm demeanor may be because Filter was BLARING out of my speakers. For a split second I wish I was unemployed. I know, I know - I run the risk of long commutes because of the distance, but seriously.

It took me one hour to drive 15 miles and an additional hour to drive the remaining 36 miles home. Then, as if I was the butt of a cruel joke, I was stopped by a train 3 miles from my house. That's when I lost it. I laughed hysterically. People in the car behind me must've thought I was some whack job. I couldn't help it.

If I were in charge:

• Labor hours for construction workers would be from 9pm to 5am
• People driving at or below the speed limit would not be allowed to leave the right lane, people driving 5 - 10 mph above the speed limit would be allowed to drive in the center lane and the left lane would be ONLY for passing (ever heard of the Autobahn?!)
• Drivers must merge as soon as they are notified of a lane closure
• No one would be allowed to talk to me for 15 minutes after a crappy drive home. I am following my childhood rule of "if you don't have anything nice to say...."

Simple, right?! If only it was just that.....And after all of that - I STILL VOTED!!!