Glee belongs to me!

I can't help it, I love Glee. The show is the best guilty pleasure ever! Every week I watch, sing along, and marvel at the witty dialogue. My sister doesn't get it. But she also doesn't like musicals. I think there might be something wrong with that kid. :) She also makes fun of my iPod and tells me I have the songlist of a gay man. Well, gay men have good taste, this we know, right? Can I get an Amen?!?

I currently have a bad case of bronchitis, so I couldn’t sing along to the Madonna Glee episode this week, not that I didn’t try! My poor neighbors and my poor cat! My entire body hurts from the coughing spells the laughter caused. I'm guessing in this case, laughter may not have been the best medicine because my throat kinda hurts worse now. Uh oh.

I told my sister tonight that I wanted to join an adult show choir. She was speechless. Maybe instead I just need to go write for Glee. If only I could be this wonderful...here are a few of the lines from tonight’s show and the reasons why I love it so much:

• “Would you please stop talking? You're grossing out my baby!"
• “Oh hey William. I thought I smelled cookies wafting from the ovens of the little elves who live in your hair.”
• “When I pulled my hamstring, I went to a misogynist.”
• “You don't deserve the power of Madonna."
• “Madonna belongs to me and I will not be copied. It's in my contract.”
• “You can have your Barbras and your Chers and your Christinas...”
• “By the way, how's the Florence Henderson look working for you?”
• “Oh hey there, Whoopie, Don Knotts.”

Embrace Life

I wish we could really wrap our arms around our loved ones like this when they're in the midst of life's "crashes."

I love you, Bridget

Today I found out that my almost 16 year cat, Bridget, has a large tumor in her belly. The vet says she won't survive surgery and recommends putting her down soon. I'm not ready. Bridget has been with me since college...we've moved 11 times and have been through lots of changes together. And through it all, she still loves me. And I love her.

School of photography by my dad

I inherited all of my dad's camera equipment and when I finally bought a digital SLR, I went with a Canon so I could use the telephoto lenses from his old Canon 35mm. Sometimes when I take pictures, I could swear dad is looking through those lenses again. He never really sat me down and taught me how to take a photo, but somehow his style rubbed off on me. On my recent trip to Phoenix, these two photos jumped out at me as pure dad-style pictures. And I'm totally in love with both of them. Thank you, daddy.

All You Need Is Love...and Paul McCartney

So last weekend, I got the chance of a lifetime when my friend Joan invited me to go with her on a trip to Phoenix to see Paul McCartney in concert. I've always wanted to see him play live, so I decided at the last minute, why the heck not? It was one of the most amazing experiences of my life. He rocked for nearly three hours -- and he's 67 years old! When he would sing Beatles songs, I would close my eyes and pretend like they were all still there on stage...and it wasn't so hard to imagine. They also allowed cameras, so I brought my new Canon EOS with an 80-200mm lens in and got some great photos! Paul McCartney has some kind of magic that just made everyone at the concert happy, something other being a brilliant musician. It truly was an amazing experience...I can now die a happy woman because I have seen at least one Beatle perform! Thank you Sir McCartney, for an amazing show, and thank you, Joan, for letting me tag along!