Month: October 2013

The problem with dating is meeting someone you have more in common with than just being single. Most of the online dating sites are just too large to find anyone to really form a connection. Rather than use the innovative potential of technology to make dating easier, these sites have done little more than create a digital listing of the old newspaper personal ads. Things are starting to change and raise the chances of you meeting someone special a real possibility. It shouldn’t come as a surprise that the newest way to socialize is based in music; after all, music has defined the baby boomer generation like no other generation before it.

Share Your Music, Share Your Life

Music has always been how we have marked moments in our lives and how we share our lives with others. When we can’t find words, there is music to play. The newest social network, iOldies, took that reality and combined it with the new world where most of our first social interactions occur online. The result is a new oldies website where you can not only find the music you remember, but you can socialize with others who are there with the same love and passion for the sound of their generation. This is a social network that is based upon people connecting through a shared interest, this means that the connection you will start to make will go further and mean more in your life than ones on more general sites. On iOldies, you can do more than find the music you remember. You can meet new people and discover whole sides of the style and trends of your generation that you may have heard of, but weren’t a part of your experience.

Share your Life, Find someone Special

When you are in the 50+ generation, you have discovered who you are and created a life that you want to live. Now, the only thing missing is to find someone special to share it with. When you are ready to meet baby boomers online to begin to re-explore the dating scene, it is going to be a much different experience than any other you have had in your life. When we are younger, we seek people to help complete us and help us to reach our goals; the goals are much different when you are 20 then when you are 50+. Now the goal is to experience the fullness of life, to connect to what is real and to live an authentic experience. You don’t find people to do that with who are on sites so large it will take a year to sift through the profiles. You find them by going to boutique dating sites that are focused on the kinds of people you will most likely have something in common with. Start with the generation, add in a common interest in music and now you have a place to begin.

Being Social Online

There has been a lot in the media about the drive to “unplug” from the Internet, but there are some cases in which maintaining a moderate connection can be very helpful. Maintaining social contacts online, and being involved with social networks, can keep you engaged and your mind lively. It can help alleviate those pangs of loneliness we all get when we are in that awkward stage of looking for a partner and it is also one of the few ways you will actually meet someone. With our busy lifestyles and schedules, often the beginnings of a courtship have to occur online until you know there is enough of a reason to take it offline and make room for the relationship.

Fifteen. My baby girl is fifteen years old today.

She is wicked funny. And now it’s a more adult humor. No more knock-knock jokes that don’t have a punch line. She has mastered the one liner and she pulls them out at the most inappropriate times. I could not be more proud of her horribly timed one liners.

She doesn’t let trends dictate her style and I love that. Even though sometimes I want to drag her out of a store by the hair because it’s the 5th one we’ve been to and she still can’t find the correct shade of blue jeans that are also the correct length. NEWSLFASH: THEY DON’T EXIST. WE STILL HAVEN’T FOUND THEM. Usually I just tell her if she’ll just PICK A PAIR I will never publicly embarrass her again. Of course this is a lie. She should be really scared for what I have planned for her wedding day. When she’s 35.

This year in school she’s really found her niche. Her niche is: band geek. And it’s adorable. But also a double edge sword. On one hand it’s been really great to watch her at a game, to see her come home giddy and exhausted after getting to play during a college game, to see the pride on her face. But also, it’s been a big time commitment. Her next two Saturdays are booked with Band Stuff. She has 3 hour weekday practices then Taco Bell afterwards with Band Friends. So less time to hang out with her awesome and amazing mom.

More than ever before I’m really excited to see where this year takes her. She is becoming so independent and unique and we are beginning to see what Adult Cassidy is going to be like and I have to say, I’m excited to get to hang out with her.

Till then… Happy Birthday, Kid. I love you.

Cassidy has turned into such an adorable little band geek. It’s been fun to see her playing grow and progress throughout the years. She’s stuck with the flute through it all so she’s gotten so good that now I enjoy getting to listen to her practice in the afternoons. Previously we rented a flute but this year her band teacher was a SAINT and let her have one of his to use for the season. I’ve been keeping an eye out on one to buy but for now the free one is just fine for me because there’s still a chance that she could end up changing her mind. As crazy as this kid is I full expect that one day she’ll come home fluteless and will instead be lugging in something like this remo ergo soloist doumbek at guitar center!

But no matter how many times she might or might not change, I will never get tired of sitting in the stands at the game listening to her play. It’s one of those awesome parental moments that you just know will go far too fast.

I make an extremely horrible sick person. I know lots of people want to be babied and have their significant other around to help them out. Bring them soup and water, make sure you’re taking your medicine, remind you that you need to take a shower because, come on, it’s been three days lady, I can smell you from downstairs. I am not one of these people. Leave me alone, let me sleep and stop telling me what to do. I don’t want soup. Soup is horrible and I don’t want to eat it when I’m WELL why in the world would you think that now that I don’t feel good I’d want to eat salty water? GROSS.

So when I started to feel bad at the end of last week I didn’t really say anything. Looking back, I should have gone to Urgent Care on Friday when my head hurt bad enough that I was having problems concentrating at work. But no! If I don’t go to see a doctor then, technically, I’m not sick yet! Plus we had tickets to see Rush. PRIORITIES.

Again, Saturday I should have gone when I worked out and had to breathe through the pain in my head when my heart rate would rise while throwing around 15 pounds above my head.

Then on Sunday around the time that Breaking Bad started…

Hold on. Moment of silence for Mr. White.

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Okay, on Sunday when I sat down to watch Breaking Bad I was in some pretty serious pain. I should have stayed home Monday morning and gone to the doctor. But I was not ready to admit I was sick yet!

Then Monday was kind of a haze. Like, watch the clock, pass the seconds because OMG THE PAIN IN MY HEAD. I was actually really productive but in so much pain I couldn’t even remember what I had done all day on the way out to my car. Even then I was trying to talk myself out of going to Urgent Care on the way home.

Just get home. Take a nap. You’ll be fine.

Except I got to my freeway junction and couldn’t remember the drive there or focus on the sign in front of me so instead of heading South for home, I went North. To Urgent Care.

And then I spent an hour waiting to be yelled at by a doctor that said I should have been there on Friday. heh

The next 24 hours are pretty much a blur. Well, except for the two hours it took me to get home because all three lanes of the freeway were closed during rush hour because people are stupid and don’t know how to drive and cause multicar pileups when I JUST WANT TO GO HOME.

After that though, pretty fuzzy because of the antibiotic, the aspirin, the nose spray and then the two Benadryl. There was sleeping, then Ben came home, then more sleeping, then my stomach was all OMG WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO!? DID YOU EAT TACO BELL THEN FILL US WITH MEDICINE!? AHAHAHAHAH DUMBASS. Then nausea. Oh my God the nausea. Then sleep. Then ALARM CLOCK. WHY IS THERE AN ALARM CLOCK!? Then I emailed my boss. Then WHY IS BEN’S ALARM CLOCK TALKING TO ME!? SHUT IT UP OH MY GOD!? Then sleep. Then food. I think I cooked oatmeal? Ben talked to me about running? Then there was more Benadryl. Then more sleep. Kumo and Danica had unicorn horns and pulled my sled to Narnia but there wasn’t a Lion, just a lot of snow and Dogicorns and I was disappointed that they just pooped normal poop. UNICORN POOP IS A LIE. Then somehow there was more food consumed so that I could take more Benadryl and dream more.

The medicine haze wore off around the time that Ben came home and I’m pretty sure we ate Mexican food. Yeah. Pretty sure I ate nachos.

So then Wednesday I was like, maybe I should take the day off again? Instead I did exactly what I SHOULDN’T do. I decided to make up for all the sleeping the day before by doing ALL THE THINGS.

GET UP!

GO TO WORK!

PICK UP CASSIDY FROM SCHOOL!

PICK UP HER ADORABLE NEW GLASSES AT THE OPHTHALMOLOGIST!

GROCERY STORE!

DROP HER OFF AT APPOINTMENT!

GO HOME! PLAY WITH DOGS! CLEAN MASTER BATHROOM WATER CLOSET (Can I just say that I always feel like a complete douchebag when I say water closet but it really sounds SO much better than That One Room We Pee In) AND START LAUNDRY!

PICK UP CASSIDY!

COSTCO! BUY ALL THE THINGS!

COME HOME! PUT ALL THE THINGS AWAY! CLEAN THE KITCHEN!

BEN’S HOME YAY!

GO TO COUNSELING WITH BEN!

COME HOME! YAY! CASSIDY MADE DINNER! EAT THE DINNER!

CLEAN UP KITCHEN!

SIT DOWN!

REALIZE THAT I WAS WAY TOO ACTIVE AND MY HEAD HURTS AND I’M A FOOOOOOOOOL!

START WRITING THIS BLOG.

FALL ASLEEP!

Like I said, I am not a good sick person. Or a good person that is sick but chooses to believe she’s not thus just making herself sicker.

Today was better and tomorrow is Friday which is awesome but also Cassidy’s FIFTEENTH BIRTHDAY.

*queue panic attack*

THE END!

TILL NEXT TIME!