*deep breath* AHHH, ok now I can begin. How can you explain how you feel after the moment you thought would never come…came? I feel like sometimes I’m too old for these sentimental flash backs or that maybe my dreaminess should cease. I can’t figure out why I’m delaying the packing process so long and it’s not just because the art of packing is so DREADFUL!! Everytime I have ever packed up and left a place I feel this way, you could say I’m a compulsive sentimentalist. The first time leaving the parents going out to make my mark on the world…delayed. Staggering around the small apartment at UMCH in the Quah searching for mental photographs…delayed. Looking around our classy two bedroom, the roomie and I hugging it out over load music with sadness on our faces…delayed. So you see I’m at that point once again. UGH, I can’t seem to snap out of this realm of thinking. While packing I came across some letters, sample writings and some other stuff from the good ‘ol days I enjoy reminiscing. Since packing is obviously an issue for me I am recruiting help! So the girls and I are having a packing party, so lets hope this kicks up my mood. The next time I write let’s hope its from my fully unpacked living room in Tulsa, but one can’t be too sure. Until then live and love.

AJ

First day of Spring and it’s snowing! Usually a natural beauty, but not welcome here when my heart is anticipating warmth. With the weather dreary the husband and I have stuck our claim on our designated sides of the bed and agreed to have a marathon of classic movies. There isn’t anything better than a relaxing weekend of no responsibility, even though I should be packing…I’m not.

The girls and I had our usual “Ladies Poker Night” where of course I didn’t win, but slowly getting better. Ah, it was a nice little trip down memory lane with playlists that consisted of Blindside, Emery, Anberlin and of course Subseven. It was nice to let everything stop for a second and fall back into being 18 again front row at a concert screaming out the lyrics. Oh life! I had me a little breakdown with all this change ahead, but no matter how much fear and hesitation I have about it all I still feel it’s the right decision. So to our friends, don’t be tearful or upset about us leaving because you know you will be missed. It will make visiting home that much sweeter!! Chin up my dear friends.

AJ

Originally a music blog, but now a personal tribute. Didn’t have much to comment on musicwise, but I’m sure that will all change since we are approaching the “festival season” until then though you will just have to endure my random thoughts. New things are taking up space in my life and will soon prove themselves to me, or so I hope. Ugh in the middle of packing up the apartment and ready to move on down to T-town (that’s Tulsa for you non-Oklahomans). Oh and forgive the rhyme completely unintentional. So I’m trying to hold in my excitement and act unaffected about it all, but honestly I can’t wait to break away from my comfort zone. I’m needing an intense change right now and I don’t mean a “chop off all your hair and dye it purple” type of change, so naturally moving came to mind. Now the bigger challenge will be how in the world I can find a job in 1 month. So any ideas of jobs in the Tulsa, OK area that would want to hire a poetic dreamer? Leave comments with your answers I much appreciate it!

The sister and I saw the handsome John Mayer in concert last weekend and of course he was looking snazzy in his leather as usual. The more interesting entertainment though was Mr Michael Franti and the Spearhead band, they took my like for them to LOVE! Go to the Picture/Concert page and you can see why. Alright my blogy readers time to get back to it, but leave me some inspiration so that I might press on!

AJ