Filed under: Everyday Life by Chelsea

Nate has always been a huge fan of renowned alternative punk band The Cure. He knows every single word to all of their songs, and has been known to dress up like the lead singer for the occasional 80’s party. So when they announced a worldwide tour in 2007, I immediately knew what to get Nate for his birthday. I paid a scalper some ridiculous amount for seats as close to the front as I could find. The concert was scheduled for a Saturday night in San Diego – only a couple hours away from where we lived (in LA) at the time – so we were going to make a weekend of it and stay with family in the area, try out a couple new restaurants, maybe check out SeaWorld. Nate was downright giddy.

Well, the concert ended up being pushed back by almost SIX MONTHS to a TUESDAY NIGHT! Which was a problem, since Nate was a scholarship athlete with practice every weekday until about 5pm and starting as early as 6am the next morning. I also worked at a demanding job (with a demanding boss) who didn’t take kindly to being told that I was going to take off early for a concert. But we begged, pleaded, and found a way to make it work.

Walking into a sea of goth-punk children of the eighties, I’ll admit I felt a LITTLE out  of place. Nate, on the other hand, felt like royalty. We got to bypass those mystical ropes guarding the coveted floor seats: a mere six rows stood between us and a legend. “I could toss a baby to Robert Smith, unharmed!” Nate exclaimed (don’t worry, there weren’t any infants nearby to test his theory). Over three hours – not including the opening act – the band played 35 songs and 3 encores. I truly have no idea how they did it. I was exhausted by the end of the night!

It was easily the best concert either of us has ever seen. And having lived in LA, we’ve seen A LOT of concerts. I’ve been in enough mosh pits and box seats for an entire lifetime. Once, I even met Roger Waters backstage (unfortunately I’d had so many rum and cokes that evening all I could think about was how desperately I needed to pee. He was kind enough to let me use his dressing room). But this was better. For me, The Cure was better than all of them if for no other reason than the look on Nate’s face. It was priceless. Magical.

I dare say, it was EPIC.

Filed under: Blog Biz by Chelsea

This is an apology of sorts. Not one of those “sorry I haven’t blogged as much as usual lately” apology posts that I see on so many blogs…because, hey, it’s my blog, and I’ll blog when I feel like it! No, this is more of a “sorry I won’t shut up” post. You see, I have a rather life-altering nuptial event coming up in a few months and according to my bridesmaids (who STILL don’t know what dress they’re wearing when this marriage thing finally happens), it’s crunch time. Lots to do. Lately I feel like I eat, sleep, and breathe wedding.  I’ve tried my best to keep it to a minimum, but sometimes I just can’t help talking about it. Any of you who follow me on Twitter are probably feeling this pain more than most as I have a tendency to rant over there.

So here is something NOT related to weddings for any of you who are sick of hearing about it. (Actually, I happened to stumble upon it while searching how to make pocketfold invites for – you guessed it – my wedding. This girl over at a blog called Road to the Aisle has the most fantastic step-by-step how-to post for DIY pocketfold invites. And her colors are the same as mine!!) Wait, where was I? Oh, yeah, NOT weddings. Right. So it turns out that the girl who started the Road to the Aisle blog has also started another blog called Heather Drive.

I LOVE this blog. I love this Heather girl (if she happens upon this, I’m sure she’ll be more than a little creeped out since we’ve never met each other and I haven’t even attempted to make her aware of my existence). Or perhaps it would be worse if I made her aware of my existence? How do stalkers usually do this…covertly, I’d assume? Anywho, I feel a definite kinship with this stranger and fellow marketing-by-day/DIY-by-night blogger.  She reads MY favorite books, she throws weird ingredients together, and she writes “sorry my blog sucks lately” posts TOO! As if that all weren’t enough, she’s taken the Wilton cake decorating classes that have been on my “someday I’ll find time for hobbies” list forever. I have serious blog envy.

So if you like my blog (and if you don’t…well…see that little red “X” in the corner up there? there you go!) you’ll probably like hers as well. Go check it out and read about everything from crafts to football to babies. And while we’re on the subject, if my wedding plans freak you out, just wait until I start procreating…