When I first saw the tour dates and venues last week, I was pretty bummed. I'd really hoped for something closer to home. Also, with all of the "happenings" on Glee of late, I wasn't sure if my sisters would even be game for going again. I called my youngest sister, Megan (the young, hip one), and to my surprise she was totally on board! I thought maybe we'd do Vegas, since it's the closest (only 15 hours...guh), but she's already going to see Gaga there next month. Like I said, she's young and hip. Instead, she suggested we really go for broke, drive to Anaheim and make a week of it. We're going to Disneyland! I've never been, so I'm super excited.
Since we're not flying like we did last year, and we've all been saving up in anticipation of this event since last year's tour, we decided to roll that money into REALLY good tickets. So, the fun began when pre-sales started Thursday. Due to a miscommunication with my AmEx carrying sister, we missed out on the first round of sales. Grrr! So the past few days I've been freaking out about missing the second batch of VIP packages, which were to be released today. I camped out in front of my computer all day practicing my quick-draw clicking so I could be ready when Anaheim opened up. I watched all of the other sales, and those packages were selling out in under a minute. Gleeks are a crazy, dedicated people indeed. As the moment of truth approached, I literally thought I was going to be sick, pass out, or both. I don't think I've ever been that nervous, which is really saying something as I've both gotten married and given birth (not simultaneously). I'm pretty sure the monster burrito I had for lunch coupled with the Pepsi Max didn't help matters much! The time arrived, I clicked like crazy (while shaking like a leaf and hyperventilating), got to the end, double checked the order, and it looked like they'd charged me for too many packages. At the bottom was a little box that said, 'Change your order', so I clicked it, and it KICKED ME OUT OF THE SYSTEM! Nooooooo! I had to start all over again, and I was sure in the 30 seconds it took for me to get back in to the order page, those tickets would be gone! By then, I was shaking like a leaf, hyperventilating, AND practically in tears. But the Glee Gods had mercy on me, because by some miracle, I got through and they still had my tickets. After all that, I took a long, brisk walk to regain my composure and to burn off some of the adrenaline. I think my poor kids were a little afraid of me for awhile there.
I have to give a shout-out to Barry, my long-suffering hubby, who didn't say a word about me sitting in front of the computer all day on Valentine's Day. Or about me blowing a big wad of our tax return on a silly concert. Or the fact that said concert takes place on our 16th wedding anniversary. What a guy, huh? I couldn't ask for a better Valentine. <3
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Happy Hearts Day!
I can't call it "Single Awareness Day" anymore, since I'm not single. At least not yet. We'll see after today. Let's just say I have an endlessly patient spouse. :/ But I digress. Today I'm celebrating "Half-price Candy Day Eve". Tomorrow, I'll send Hubby out to buy me twice as much candy as he would have today!
Also in the spirit of Valentine's Day...
I pass this street sign on my way back from my favorite burrito place. It reminds me of Chris Colfer every time. I like to think of it as the reclusive, socially awkward cousin of Lovers Lane. Heehee!
On a side note, I did a little Google Maps search out of curiosity, and it turns out there are actually three different Llama Lanes within 20 miles of my house. You gotta love Idaho.
Wishing you a squishy, lovey day! <3 <3 <3
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Also in the spirit of Valentine's Day...
I pass this street sign on my way back from my favorite burrito place. It reminds me of Chris Colfer every time. I like to think of it as the reclusive, socially awkward cousin of Lovers Lane. Heehee!
Wishing you a squishy, lovey day! <3 <3 <3
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Har Har
One of the (many) disadvantages of being technologically impaired is that I rely on my hubby to do anything that requires any degree of skill. Unfortunately, this also means I occasionally fall victim to his little techno-pranks. Because I have no idea what I'm doing, I can't fight back! This is what I found this morning...
I'm told this was up for a couple of days! Obviously, I haven't been paying very close attention, because I didn't even notice. Eep! I apologize if this little stunt caused any confusion. I assure you my fondness for all things Kurt and Glee remains unchanged. My fondness for Hubby, on the other hand...
Oh, who am I kidding? The guy's a saint AND a riot. No complaints from me. :)
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Valentinebowl
Had my Glee girls over for the first post-hiatus gathering. We watched both "The Sue Sylvester Shuffle" and "Silly Love Songs", mostly so I could utilize both themes for the party. :)
My 11 year-old, Ethan, wanted to help decorate, so he made this Glee hand and heart out of Legos. It's hard to see the details, but the hand actually looks like it has three fingers curled down! He was pretty happy with himself, and the girls and I were duly impressed.
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We had Valentine/ game day food. I even made chili dip using Matthew Morrison's recipe. It was pretty good.
I do not love football, but I DO love cupcakes. And sprinkles.
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Day...Whatever: The End
Okay, so I sort of ran out of steam at the end. I watched the last few episodes, but just couldn't summon the will to write about them. I wanted to say a few words, though, to close this project out.
When I decided to start this retrospective, I thought it would be a fun way to pass the hiatus. I was also looking forward to flexing my tired mom brain a little. I miss my brain sometimes, and this seemed like a good exercise. Thinking, writing, analyzing...the workout of cerebral champions! Combining this trifecta of mental stimulation with a bit of high school drama, some butt-kicking song and dance routines, and a copious amount of sarcasm seemed like the perfect idea. By and large, I enjoyed the challenge of writing off-the-cuff commentary, and, of course, I'm always looking for an excuse to watch my favorite show. The project did lead me in some unexpected directions, though, and not all of them were good.
During this process, I discovered several things. One is that I need a new keyboard. The keys stick and it makes me nuts. Another is that when I think about Glee too much, I like it a lot less. Case in point, when I watched "Furt" for the first time, I adored it. I thought it was sweet and joyful and beautiful. I still think that, in many respects. But the more times I watched and the longer I thought about it, the more upset I got. I was alarmed and perturbed by this development. This was obviously not what I wanted to have happen. I love Glee. This is my show. It's my THING, for crying out loud!
So, here's what I've figured out. The Glee I fell in love with is gone, probably forever. This breaks my little gleek heart, but I guess it's like any dynamic thing worth loving. Over time, things inevitably change. And you can choose to go with it or you can choose to fall apart. When change occurs in people, sometimes they fight, break up, divorce, whatever. Other times, both parties back off a little, regroup, and give it another go. Recognizing that although things won't ever be the same again, maybe they'll turn out okay anyway. At the moment, it feels a little like Glee and I are staying together for the children. That probably sounds ridiculous. That's because I am pretty ridiculous. Be that as it may, I am completely enamored of these glee kids and the remarkable young actors who portray them. It's not their fault when the storylines get messed up or their character development stalls (or even reverses). I will continue to support them in hopes that the show which gave them life will eventually take responsibility and put their welfare above its own agenda and desires.
Another thing about love? Sometimes you have to turn a blind eye to certain things. Going in to the second act of Season 2, that's what I'm choosing to do. In the interest of maintaining the relationship, I'm going to try to focus on the positive! I love this show and what means to so many people. More than that, I love its potential. Whether that potential will ever be fully realized remains to be seen. I sincerely hope it will be. Because I WANT it to be great. I WANT it to reach out to even more people by expanding its focus. I WANT it to prove to me that my hope is not misplaced. Can you do that for me, Glee? The ball is in your court.
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Okay, so I sort of ran out of steam at the end. I watched the last few episodes, but just couldn't summon the will to write about them. I wanted to say a few words, though, to close this project out.
When I decided to start this retrospective, I thought it would be a fun way to pass the hiatus. I was also looking forward to flexing my tired mom brain a little. I miss my brain sometimes, and this seemed like a good exercise. Thinking, writing, analyzing...the workout of cerebral champions! Combining this trifecta of mental stimulation with a bit of high school drama, some butt-kicking song and dance routines, and a copious amount of sarcasm seemed like the perfect idea. By and large, I enjoyed the challenge of writing off-the-cuff commentary, and, of course, I'm always looking for an excuse to watch my favorite show. The project did lead me in some unexpected directions, though, and not all of them were good.
During this process, I discovered several things. One is that I need a new keyboard. The keys stick and it makes me nuts. Another is that when I think about Glee too much, I like it a lot less. Case in point, when I watched "Furt" for the first time, I adored it. I thought it was sweet and joyful and beautiful. I still think that, in many respects. But the more times I watched and the longer I thought about it, the more upset I got. I was alarmed and perturbed by this development. This was obviously not what I wanted to have happen. I love Glee. This is my show. It's my THING, for crying out loud!
So, here's what I've figured out. The Glee I fell in love with is gone, probably forever. This breaks my little gleek heart, but I guess it's like any dynamic thing worth loving. Over time, things inevitably change. And you can choose to go with it or you can choose to fall apart. When change occurs in people, sometimes they fight, break up, divorce, whatever. Other times, both parties back off a little, regroup, and give it another go. Recognizing that although things won't ever be the same again, maybe they'll turn out okay anyway. At the moment, it feels a little like Glee and I are staying together for the children. That probably sounds ridiculous. That's because I am pretty ridiculous. Be that as it may, I am completely enamored of these glee kids and the remarkable young actors who portray them. It's not their fault when the storylines get messed up or their character development stalls (or even reverses). I will continue to support them in hopes that the show which gave them life will eventually take responsibility and put their welfare above its own agenda and desires.
Another thing about love? Sometimes you have to turn a blind eye to certain things. Going in to the second act of Season 2, that's what I'm choosing to do. In the interest of maintaining the relationship, I'm going to try to focus on the positive! I love this show and what means to so many people. More than that, I love its potential. Whether that potential will ever be fully realized remains to be seen. I sincerely hope it will be. Because I WANT it to be great. I WANT it to reach out to even more people by expanding its focus. I WANT it to prove to me that my hope is not misplaced. Can you do that for me, Glee? The ball is in your court.
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Day 29: The Substitute
I am not a proponent of stunt casting, nor am I a fan of Gwyneth Paltrow. I don't exactly dislike her...more like I have no feelings one way or the other. I was, however, perturbed in advance of watching this episode because I knew she was getting a great deal of screen time and several songs. Not acceptable! Especially when main cast members are still scrambling for significant dialogue and solos. So imagine my surprise (and chagrin) when I actually loved "The Substitute".
I thought the "Forget You" sequence was darling. It seems like it's been a long time since we've seen the glee club let loose like that. Did you catch Kurt doing the running man off to the side of the piano? That's not something you see every day (unless you watch that scene on a daily basis. Which I totally don't). Free-wheeling moments like that remind me why I watch the show and why I love these kids.
When I was little, my brother actually had a Matchbox Le Car. It was yellow, and I always used it when we played cars together. I'm kicking myself now for not keeping it! I could have added it to my collection of completely random loosely-related Glee memorabilia. Like my Sorry! shirt. Do you remember where that reference comes from? If you do, you're a true gleek. :)
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I am not a proponent of stunt casting, nor am I a fan of Gwyneth Paltrow. I don't exactly dislike her...more like I have no feelings one way or the other. I was, however, perturbed in advance of watching this episode because I knew she was getting a great deal of screen time and several songs. Not acceptable! Especially when main cast members are still scrambling for significant dialogue and solos. So imagine my surprise (and chagrin) when I actually loved "The Substitute".
I thought the "Forget You" sequence was darling. It seems like it's been a long time since we've seen the glee club let loose like that. Did you catch Kurt doing the running man off to the side of the piano? That's not something you see every day (unless you watch that scene on a daily basis. Which I totally don't). Free-wheeling moments like that remind me why I watch the show and why I love these kids.
When I was little, my brother actually had a Matchbox Le Car. It was yellow, and I always used it when we played cars together. I'm kicking myself now for not keeping it! I could have added it to my collection of completely random loosely-related Glee memorabilia. Like my Sorry! shirt. Do you remember where that reference comes from? If you do, you're a true gleek. :)
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