Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Christmas Vacation

No, not like the movie...cause I've never seen it.


Done judging me? Good.


I've been gone from the blogsphere (writing, not reading) for almost a week!

Thursday was my last day at work. Friday, Morgan and I flew to Minneapolis (with a layover in Chicago where our bag got lost) for a brief weekend visit with her boyfriend, B. We went to the Saints v Vikings game and then to a bar to watch the Patriots beat the Broncos. Sorry Tebow. And we got to visit with our cousin (who we haven't seen in years).

cousin, Mike

After a long layover in Dallas (where I was tempted to skip my flight and stay), we made it home on Monday. Since then, I haven't left the couch for more than an hour at a time. Except to go to bed.

Last night, Morgan, Rach, and I exchanged gifts. Love them. (The girls. And the gifts.)



Tomorrow, I'll be headed to my mom's for a few days. And this is where I say goodbye to you all. Because she has AOL dial up. And I can't even try to mess with that.


Have a very merry Christmas!

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Christmas Bonus

Do people really get Christmas bonuses at their jobs? They do? Well, I don't. And I'm jealous. I'd love to have an extra wad of cash around the holidays so that I can spend it on myself all of my friends and family.

Buuuut. I think I may get something better.

Vacation.

Today is my last day at work until January 2nd. That's 11 week days, people. 11 days of paid vacation. I'd pick that over a bonus any day.

Tomorrow, sister and I are headed to Minnesota to see her boyfriend, B, for the weekend. Anyone have a parka I can borrow? It's so cold up there. 

I'll be going to my first NFL game on Sunday. I have to apologize to all my favorites...BenJarvus, Tom Brady, Gronkowski, Danny Woodhead, Wilfork, Zoltan Mesko (I really just love his name)...
Zoltan!
My first NFL game and I won't be watching my favorites. Instead, I'll be watching the Saints beat up on the Vikings. B, being from New Orleans, is a die-hard Saints fan. Morgan is a bandwagoner. I could care less. 

But I like football, so I'll watch what I can get.

We're also going to the Mall of America (uh oh). 



I was born in Michigan but have adapted to the Mississippi weather -- any tips on how to stay warm up there? Except thermal underwear. That's what everyone suggests and I just...no. I can't do it.


Are you going on vacation this Christmas?

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Christmas Cards

It's December 14th. 11 Days until Christmas.

And we still haven't taken a Walter Family Christmas card picture.

We usually have our cards picked out in November. And they're usually pictures from an Ole Miss football game...but that's not happening this year. Sorry Rebs.

2006
2009

If we don't have time to take another picture, here are a few recent ones of us. 
Help me pick?

Merry Christmas! Love, Boobs.

Merry Christmas! Love, Faye the giant

Merry Christmas! Love, squinty eyes and sunglasses

Merry Christmas! Love, ...this one's actually not that bad.

We just need to get dressed up for five minutes tonight and snap some pics.



Have your Christmas cards been sent?

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Christmas Nostalgia

Christmastime makes me nostalgic. It's like the Ghost of Christmas Past is all up in my face. I've been dreaming of the days of old, back when I wasn't a grownup. I miss those days. (Don't we all?)


When we were younger, we spent a lot of Christmases with family in Dallas. My favorite thing about the trips... the time spent with family? the food? the gifts?

No.

The radio. Dallas has the best radio stations. 
As kids, my sister and I would come equipped with our tape player/radios and blank cassettes to record The Edge radio all.day.long. Thanks to iHeartRadio, I'm listening to it right now. 



I also almost miss a few of my ex boyfriends. Damn you, nostalgia.

Monday, December 12, 2011

Christmas Quiz

Christmas is right around the corner. Only 13 days away. I finally started my shopping...but I'm not finished. Man, I need to get on it.

We sang Joy to the World at church yesterday morning. That song is what signifies Christmas for me. Now I am really in the Christmas spirit. 

So, naturally, it's time to do the Christmas Quiz. (Stolen from Kai.)


1. Egg nog or hot chocolate? For Christmas, I have to say egg nog. I drink hot chocolate year round, but egg nog really feels like Christmas.

2. Does Santa wrap presents or just set them under the tree? Santa presents are not wrapped. He's way too busy for that!

3. Colored lights on tree/house or white? White. So classy.

4. Do you hang mistletoe? Not usually, but we're having a party Thursday night and there will be lots of mistletoe...and hopefully cute, single boys.

5. When do you put your decorations up? Decorations go up the day after Thanksgiving and come down on New Years. 

6. What is your favorite holiday dish? My mom's cheese log. (I have a thing for appetizers.) Cream cheese, jalapenos, onion, and mom's other secret ingredients all wrapped up in Velveeta...served with Triscuits. Yums.

7. Favorite holiday memory as a child? Watch out, I'm getting sentimental. The Christmas after my father passed away, we found a "letter from Heaven" under the tree. 

8. When and how did you learn the truth about Santa? I don't really remember when I figured it out, because I kept it a secret so he didn't stop coming. I told my mom and sister I knew Santa wasn't real around Easter, because I let it slip that I knew the Easter bunny wasn't real either. But thankfully, they never stopped coming.

9. Do you open a gift on Christmas Eve? A gift? We open them all! This is one tradition that I will always have -- sorry future husband, it's already decided. Gifts from family are opened on Christmas Eve after church (while watching It's a Wonderful Life). Why? Because you have to make room under the tree for the gifts from Santa. Duh.

10. How do you decorate your Christmas tree? I have yet to have my own Christmas tree. This year, Rachel decorated our Oxford tree with red and green balls and bows. Our tree growing up was adorned with white lights, red bells, homemade and sentimental ornaments, and sometimes candycanes...but we'd usually eat them all before Christmas.

11. Snow! Love it or dread it? I love the snow...as long as I'm looking at it from inside the warm house. (I was born in Michigan and had a few Christmases there. I loved to sled. But there isn't enough snow in Mississippi to sled on...so it doesn't count.)

12. Can you ice skate? Confession: I've never been ice skating.

13. Do you remember your favorite gift? I was super excited when I got my first iPod because I was angsty and it meant I could listen to music in my ears all day and not have to listen to my mom and sister. Truth. (Sorry guys.)

14. What's the most important thing about the holidays for you? Celebrating with family -- not Santa or cookies or presents -- the birth of Jesus Christ. Yup.

15. What is your favorite holiday dessert? I love pumpkin pie on Thanksgiving, but we don't usually have one for Christmas. I'm not a dessert person. I like Mom's cheese log.

16. What is your favorite holiday tradition? The church service on Christmas Eve that we go to every year. It's the same songs, the same message, and it never gets old. When we hold the candles and sing Silent Night...I get chills every time.

17. What tops your tree? Growing up, it was an angel and then a bird. Rachel put a lovely bow atop our Oxford Christmas tree.

18. Which do you prefer: giving or receiving? I knew I had grown up last year when I realized giving was more fun. Buuut that was just last year. My first 22 years, it was all about receiving.

19. Candy canes: yuck or yum? Yum. Until you want to save them for later and wrap it back in the plastic and it's all slimy and gets stuck. That's yuck.

20. Favorite Christmas show? Show? Movie? It's a Wonderful Life and Miracle on 34th Street (THE ORIGINAL) are my favorites. 

21. Saddest Christmas song? Christmas Shoes. Tears every time.

22. What is your favorite Christmas song? Mary Did You Know. (Or Merry Christmas Baby -- the Hanson version, of course.)


Are you ready for Christmas?

Friday, December 9, 2011

10 Things + Confessional

What better way to end the week than with little roundup? 
(And a countdown to drinks tonight.)


[1]

After spending the past 4 days shut off to the world while reading The Hunger Games, I am depressed and confused. What a heavy book series. I'm glad I read it, but it was tough.
Oxford has a local bookstore called Square Books. There's also Off Square Books and Square Books Junior. I don't know who calls the shots, but whoever decided this series should be housed at Square Books Jr. should be fired. Definitely not for kids.


[2]

I finally started Christmas shopping (online, of course). And nearly finished in one day. I only have a few people to buy for this year (i.e., no boyfriend) so it hasn't been bad.
I had a harder time coming up with my list of things that I want this year. I'm a giver.


[3]

Currently in Oxford, it is 34°. Today's high is 52°. I'm not really a fan of the cold. I like boots and scarves but come on? 34°?
Next weekend, I will be here. Kill me.


[4]

My mom sent me a picture of her decorated Christmas tree earlier this week. It used to have all of our homemade ornaments and family memories hanging from it. Since my sister and I have been out of the house for 7 and 5 years, respectively, she decorates it differently.
It makes me sad.


[5]

I need a new car. Badly. My air doesn't work. Which means, not only do I not have heat in this 34° weather, I also don't have defrost. It's scary. Thankfully, my sister works nights and gets home right before I have to leave for work, so I have been driving her car. She's the best.
But it still bothers me that I have to scoot the seat back, flip up the mirror, and change the radio from a station that plays this to one that plays this. I need a new car.


[6]

I lied again about starting P90X. But I just got so wrapped up in those books that I didn't have time for anything else.
It starts (for reals) this Monday.


[7]

I hosted our work Christmas party on Sunday and made potato soup. It was a hit. Thankfully I tripled the recipe, so I could eat leftovers this week. I ate potato soup for about 7 meals, lunch and dinner. It was fabulous.
The recipe:
Boil 4 cups peeled and cubed potatoes and 1/4 cup chopped onion in 4 cups chicken broth. (Along with 1/2 tsp seasoned salt, 1/4 tsp pepper, & 1/4 teaspoon red pepper.) When tender, mash up some of the potatoes to thicken. (I usually scoop out a cup or two of cubes, mash what is left, and pour the unmashed cubes back in.) Lastly, add 1 8oz package of cream cheese. Simmer and stir until cheese is melted. It's phenomenal.


[8]

I want to go on a trip for NYE. Just down to the coast and just for 4 or 5 days. But, I can't (or don't want to) take Mosby with me. 
Should I feel bad about pawning him off on my mom so soon?


[9]

Brad surprised me with a super awesome gift for Christmas. When he told me he got it for me, it literally brought tears to my eyes. And I'm not a cryer. 
I don't think anyone can top this gift, but feel free to try!


[10] 

Because a few of these were confessions, not only am I linking up with E Tells Tales for 10 Little Things, I'm also linking up with A Blonde Ambition for Confessional Friday!

Happy weekend, y'all.

Monday, December 5, 2011

I Got That Feeling

I've been searching for a book to take me away. To give me the feeling of being in another world, surrounded by the characters. And boy, did I find it.

I remember before I read Twilight, thinking how stupid it was. It was back in the day when Facebook bumper stickers were all the rage. (Hey, can we bring those back?) I thought to myself, "If I see ONE more bumper sticker about wanting to be bitten by this Edward Cullen freak I am going to deactivate my Facebook." I didn't see one more. I saw 3287937298 more. So I did what any reasonable person would do...I went straight to the bookstore to see what he was all about.

I don't care who makes fun of me for what I am about to say...but the Twilight series is great. I love it. The books and the movies. The whole experience. I read the books lightening fast. I've been to the midnight showing of every movie. I'm almost dreading the final movie release because then what will I look forward to?

Oh, I know.

The Hunger Games.
After going through the same thought process (sans bumper stickers), I finally picked up the book. Before I saw the trailer for the movie, I had no idea what it was about. Something about hunger and a bird and archery. Lame.

After I saw the trailer, I was a little more intrigued. By page 23, I was in tears and could not stop reading. I finished the book this morning. (I went to sleep after finishing Part I and had the weirdest dreams.) I'm picking up book 2 on my way home from work. I was going to stop and get it on my way back from lunch but I knew I wouldn't get any work (or this post) done if I had it in front of me.

Is there going to be a pick Team Gale v Team Peeta thing happening?

If so, I'm Team Gale. For now. I think.

I have no idea what the next books have in store for me, but I can't wait to find out.

Friday, December 2, 2011

Confessional


It's time for a few confessions, guys.

1. Yesterday, I wore leggings-as-pants. By choice. After Nike shorts, leggings-as-pants are sorority girls' best invention. You know it's true.

2. I have yet to start Christmas shopping, but I've been buying for myself like crazy. Oops!

3. I have forgotten that I have a new puppy multiple times. Like, when he goes outside. Until he barks at the door, sometimes I forget he exists. Let's hope that doesn't happen when I have kids one day.

4. I will be listening to Britney Spears all day today in honor of her 30th birthday. And I'm not even embarrassed to confess that one.

5. I sent my mom a picture of the boy I have a crush on (to remind her of what I want for Christmas) and she responded with, "OMG! Are you with him???" To which I had to reply, "Oh, no. I got that from Facebook." Creep!

6. Back in October when I vowed to start P90X again...I didn't. But 2 of my DVDs were missing. I finally got them back and I am starting on Monday. For real this time.

7. I keep a running list of future bridesmaids in my head (even though I'm not in a relationship). It has gotten a lot shorter through the years and it makes me realize that the most important friendships will last forever.


What are you confessing today? 


(Link up here.)

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

John Hughes gets me.

I always tried to argue that I didn't have a type. And I guess I don't. I have two types.



When it comes to finding the opposite sex attractive, I have two distinct types.

Jake Ryan and John Bender.


I either go for the clean cut, snazzy dressing, devilishly handsome type...
Jake Ryan

...or I go for the grungy, long haired, tattooed, also devilishly handsome type.
John Bender




Why, oh why, couldn't I have been Molly Ringwald? (She got them both.)






I picked a Jake Ryan type as my "Sexiest Man Alive" in 2010, but now I think I'd go for the John Bender look of this guy.



I just can't decide.

Monday, November 28, 2011

Conversations to Remember

Don't you wish you could remember every funny/important/life changing conversation you ever had? 

I used to list them all as quotes on Facebook. You know you did, too. 
A few of the gems I remember:

"I woke up with no shoes and can't find my car. I'm cold and scared."
"This is what I did the other day that made me realize I'm a crazy girlfriend."
"Is there a version of the Bible I can read that doesn't have all that bullshit in it?"
"I'd rather be responsible for Britney Spears than Faye Walter."


Lately, I have taken to writing down memorable conversations. Like the following:


Sassy black lady at the nail shop

SBL: Is that Michael Kors?
Me: Yes.
SBL: I wish I could afford that. I get knock off watches.
Me: Oh, it was a gift.
SBL: From a boyfriend?
Me: Yes. Birthday present. But then I broke up with him that night.
SBL: That's a nice parting gift, girl. You won.
Me: Well, he just got married and I'm still single so I think he won.
SBL: Naw girl. You won.


Rachel & Andrew in Papitos

Rach (to A): Why do you act like you're 400 pounds?
Me (to A): Yeah, it's just 300, right?
A: *picks up salsa, holds over my head* Watch it, salsa head.
Me: One time, I had a puppy and I named him Milkhead.
Rach: Umm why?
Me: Cause he was nursing and he got milk on his head.
Rach: Clever.


Catching up with an old friend

Coop: So, is there a new guy in your life?
Me: Nope. No old ones either.
Coop: Yeah, I guess I would have seen that on your ever revealing blog.


At the bar

Me (to a friend of a boy I kinda had a thing with about the boy I kinda had a thing with): Who is that girl he's talking to? She's not even cute.
Friend of boy: My sister.



Yeah.

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Thanksgiving Post (duh)

Our roommates have gone home to their families (I live with my sister and two of our friends) so Morgan and I are hosting Thanksgiving at our house. Mom, Rusty, and Bella are coming over to spend the day. Rusty and Bella are dogs. Yes, Bella was named after Bella Swan. And, no, we are not ashamed.

Speaking of dogs, let me get started on my Thankful List.

I am thankful for my new puppy, Mosby. (Named after Ted Mosby.)


It was a total out of the blue decision to get a puppy. My friend sent me a picture of this precious rescue dog and I went to meet him at the pound just to shut her up. (Sorry Linds.) But then I immediately fell in love with him and picked him up less and a week later. (You're welcome Linds.) He's a black lab/schnauzer mix and is the best puppy ever. And he loves me. A lot.



I'm thankful for my family. My mom and my sister (warning: cliche statement ahead) are my best friends. We weren't always close and we still get on each others nerves constantly, but our family is full of love. 


And we're cute.



I have way too many friends to list individually, but I'm thankful for all of you. (Most of you.) Okay, really, all of you.



One thing I am really jealous of thankful for is all my friends that are getting married. There's nothing better than wedding parties to bring old friends back together.


Kappa Delta (old) Ladies.


I'm thankful for my roommates. This is one of the best living situations I've had since I moved out of my mother's house. (It's partially because our house is so damn cute.)


That's not our house. Or our watermelon.



Last (but definitely not least) I'm thankful for all of you. You crazy cyber people who care enough about what I have to say to follow along, leave comments, and send love from all over the world. I'm also thankful for all you bloggers that I follow. You really are the highlight of my day (especially since I don't have a boyfriend).


Happy Thanksgiving! What are you thankful for?

Monday, November 21, 2011

Life is made up of the good and the bad.

Isn't there a saying that goes something like, "you have to have the bad to appreciate the good"? Well, I guess I agree.

Life is made up of the good and the bad. There's always both.
For example...

Good: I'm absolutely in love with my new puppy.
Bad: I'm not in love with taking him out early in the morning.

Good: I get off work for the week on Wednesday at 1.
Bad: I have to work this week until Wednesday at 1.

Good: My sister's boyfriend won a trip for 4 to Myrtle Beach (in April) and they have invited me to go...
Bad: ...as long as I can provide the 4th person (a boyfriend of my own).

Good: Ole Miss scored points against LSU on Saturday.
Bad: The final score was 52-3.



Do the bad things in life help you better appreciate the good ones?

And do you know any cute boys that want to go to Myrtle Beach in April?

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Want it Wednesday: Christmas Countdown Recap

Well, well...there are only 39 days until Christmas. That's less than 6 weeks!

I decided to add 3 new items to my list every week until Christmas. I never give a long enough list and end up with repeat items and things I don't want or need. So, this year, my goal was to search for 3 new things each week. And I did. For 4 weeks. And now I can't think of anything else I want. So, here's my full Christmas list (mom, you can stop bugging me now).


Typewriter Initial Watch
$28 from Urban Outfitters
This might be the #1 item on my wish list. I want it I want it I want it.

Romance Found Dress
$36 from S + A (size M)
It may be too cold to wear it for Christmas but I still love it.

Paige Tall Riding Boots
$348 from Frye (in tan, size 6)
I originally wanted grey but now I want tan. Hope you didn't already buy em.

Only You Necklace
$19.99 from S + A
Yup, it's sold out. Wah wahhhh Debbie Downer.

Album Frames
$2 for 20 from Urban Outfitters
I really want these in white. And I need 12 or 4. Depending on how I'm hanging them.

Tano Bag 
$180ish from Private Gallery
See Sarah at Private Gallery in Oxford and hook me up with one (or both) of these Tano bags.

Double Trouble Cardigan
$32 from S + A (size M)
The size Small is already sold out and I can only guess the Medium will be next. Get on it.

Cape Cod (Brewster Flats)
$49.95 from Dicks Cottons
They must have been on sale last time I looked because now they're $59. I still want em.

Chinoiserie Pillow
$68 from Dwell Studio
If I had this pillow to match my bedding...I might actually start making my bed.

Acid Etched Letter "F"
$10 from Urban Outfitters
I need this in case I choose to do 4 albums and other items on the wall as opposed to 12 albums.

Everybody Loves Our Town 
$16.50 from your local bookstore
I need to read this book. And I need you to support your local book store.

Frilled Ankle Boot
$99.90 from Zara (size 6)
So I want these in black and tan because I can't decide between the two.


Annnnd that is where my list stops. I seriously cannot find anything else that I want.
Now, I need everyone else to make a detailed list (complete with prices and links) so I can figure out what I'll be buying this year. 

What's on your Christmas list?

Friday, November 11, 2011

Sisters.

I have always said, when I have kids, I don't want 2 girls. Girls are bitches. And when there's two of them...whoa. Get ready for fights. Fights over clothes, fights over make up, fights over boys...especially fights over boys.

But then I think about my best friend. She has a sister. (The sister is me.) 


Even though we are polar opposites in many areas (like clothing style, make up application --so I wear a lot of blush...who cares?-- and taste in men) we are similar. We're similar in the fact that we're each other's best friends.

We can practically read each other's minds. We say the same things aloud at the same time so often it gets scary.

My sister is always my best friend, even though we still fight occasionally (every day). And she ignores me often (which causes most of those fights).

  
I couldn't have asked for a better sister...for a better friend.

Now, you know I don't get all mushy without reason. I'm not just having some epiphany where I realized that I love my sister and all that jazz. Today's her birthday. And I forgot to get her a card. So this is it. Happy birthday sister.


Thanks for always being my best friend.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Dear Future Faye

My precious friend Rachel wrote a post a few weeks ago in which she included a letter to herself to be read in 10 or so years. Because I can't think of anything else to post today (and I thought it was a fabulous idea) I will be doing the same.


Dear Future Faye,

33 years old. Hopefully you feel 33 years young. (Or at least look it.)

At 23, you've just about figured out who you are. You're funny but not everyone gets your humor. You're blunt and honest and not everyone likes that. You are strong willed about your beliefs and not everyone agrees with you. And that's just how you like it. Don't let that change.

I hope you've finally figured out how to tease your hair cause this cowlick is sure getting the best of me(us?) these days.

I imagine you have found a job that you are passionate about (and not one that just pays the bills). Outside of work, you better still be writing...but hopefully about topics other than drunken injuries and concerts. (Actually, those are both okay as long as you're still funny.) I hope you've stopped using parentheses so much though (because at 23, you really wear them out).

I hope you've traveled. I hope you've seen breathtaking places and eaten lots of foreign food. But don't forget all the places you want to go in the States, too. Namely, Seattle. If you haven't been to Kurt Cobain's hometown by now...you're dead to me. 

I have a feeling you're living a whirlwind (but not too cheesy) romance with your perfect guy. (I think he may be short, fat, and bald since you obsess over tall, skinny, long haired guys. Sorry.) As a bonus, though, he's a football fan, he likes to read, loves music, loves Jesus, and he can differentiate between your and you're. 

Maybe you two have some kids, maybe you don't. If you do, I hope you are teaching them new things every day (like how to differentiate between your and you're) and giving them lots of creative freedom and spankings when they deserve them. If you have girls, I know you aren't dressing them in pink. I'm glad you're still like that.

I hope your faith in God is stronger than ever. Especially since you have a Godly man to lead you. I hope you pray together and are an inspiration to your children, friends, and community.

I hope your children love their grandparents and get to see/speak to them often. I hope they've heard stories about your dad and all the other loved ones they'll not get to meet (on Earth). I know their Aunt Morgan is spoiling them...and I hope they have lots of cousins to play with.

Don't forget to delete Faye'sbook by the time they're old enough to get online. Or at least the "Cinco de Tequila" post. And make sure "Aunt" Rachel and "Uncle" Brad know to keep their big mouths shut about everything you said/did/drank/wore between the ages of 18 and...probably even now.

No matter what has happened in these 10 years, I know you still love Ole Miss football. You're not a fair weather fan. I hope you tailgate with Rachel's family at least once a year. (Maybe more than once if you live close...but I'm really hoping you've moved out of Mississippi.) You want your kids to go to Ole Miss so you might as well get them hooked early.

I'm sure Nirvana is still your favorite band but I hope you've continued to broaden your tastes and have found many more bands to love. Same with authors. Never stop reading.

Don't ever wear mom jeans. We all know your ass is way too big for that. I'm guessing (hoping) Kim Kardashian isn't famous anymore so big asses probably aren't even in style. Get up and go work out.

I hope you're happy and everything that was missing when you were 23 has been fulfilled. Don't forget to love yourself (but not too much). And always, always be yourself. Cause you're awesome.

Love,

Present(Past?) Faye

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Want it Wednesday: Christmas Countdown Vol. 5

There are now only 46 days until Christmas!

And I have nothing to add to my list.





Except maybe that.

(I really just wanted an excuse to listen to Britney.)

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Best Day of my Life


Last Tuesday was the best day of my young life. It will probably be the best day of my entire life (granted my future wedding is only so-so and my kids' births are mediocre).

I've told you before that I started listening to music at an early age. So, of course, my first celebrity crushes (and favorite bands) came from the 90s Grunge era. You all know that Kurt Cobain was my soul mate. But did you know I have a backup soul mate? 
(Yes, those exist.) It's Chris Cornell.




(I also had a crush on this guy. Don't laugh.)


And Chris only gets better with age.


Seeing Chris Cornell was the best concert I have attended...and I was lucky to do so.


After a miserable opening act (seriously, I think my ears were bleeding) Chris came out on stage. From my second row seat, I did what every normal person would do. I walked to the stage to shake his hand. Yes, Chris Cornell touched me. Mine was the last hand he shook before the show began. So you know what that means. Basically, I touched all of his guitars, his microphone, his hair... Yes, that's how it works. Once, after a show, I shook hands with the Meat Puppets. They played with Nirvana. So, pretty much, that means Kurt and I were lovers. Just go with it.




Back to being lucky. Chris was suffering form laryngitis after a cold Soundgarden show in New Orleans. An hour before coming on stage, he got a shot in the arm. Either that shot had magic juice in it or laryngitis does him good because he sounded awesome. And he sang for two hours. And then he was forced to cancel his Nashville show for the following night. I'm glad we got the best of him.


His "set list" (he doesn't use a set list) was amazing. Soundgarden, Temple of the Dog, Audioslave, and solo stuff. Plus, he was quite the entertainer telling stories between songs. Though cameras were banned, I snapped a few pictures with my phone and Jane-Claire recorded audio on hers. We're rebels. We know how to cheat the system.




Other than the songs he's famous for, he performed a few covers. Led Zeppelin, Tom Waits, and more. Including this one. It was my favorite.




Really, he sang for two hours. I could have listened to him all night long.


It was the best night of my life.

Chris Cornell's Songbook album will be released in 3 parts...I'll definitely be owning it. Won't you?






This post is dedicated to 2 very special people (other than Chris himself).


Jane-Claire
JC attended the concert with me because she "kinda liked Audioslave and had heard Black Hole Sun". She left a Chris Cornell super fan. (Right?)


Amanda
Amanda, my favorite cousin/person/mom(otherthanmyown), has the only Chris Cornell crush that could rival my own. I almost bought that little (he's bigger now) boy a baby tee that said "Black Hole Son" but I didn't want the really cute merch guy to think that I had a baby.