REALLY NBC??? KATHY LEE??? REALLY??

I have been enjoying Kathy Lee free TV since 2000. I thought that was the best thing Regis could of done! Drop that crazy lady. She's had little guest stints on shows here and there after her separation from Reg. All of which caused me to abruptly change the channel. I have nothing against the broad really. I just can't take her brand of perky in the morning.

Now, I've had my current routine in the morning for more than a few years. I have my alarm set for 9 am. I hit the snooze bar every 10 minutes until about 9:40 or so. By 10 am I'm creeping down the stairs to start the day. As I wait for my water to boil so I can enjoy my instant oatmeal I turn on the TV and check my email. Ann Curry, Natalie Moarles and Hoda Cotb served as background noise as I catch up on email and read my news of the day. Sometimes something interesting caught my ear and my chair swiveled to check out the latest member in the "Joy Fit Club."

Now, I'm lost in the morning. I can't bear to turn on the TV to hear her whining and giggling and obnoxious comments.To me, Kathy really adds meaning to name "boob tube".I just look at poor Hoda and it seems like she's thinking, "what did I get myself into?" I hope this is just a stunt. Bring back my girls. Give me a reason to turn on that TV and enjoy my morning.

But wait! Maybe Kathy Lee CAN save me. Maybe this is a sign. I NEED to change my routine! I'm going to try to turn off the "boob tube". I'm gonna get going quicker in the morning. I'm going to stop this insanity! Or, I'm just gonna start watching Rachel Ray.

We'll see how long THIS new routine lasts.

BAD MEDICINE

February 28, 2000....My first day at WAVY-TV.
February 28, 2008....MY first Bon Jovi Concert!!!!!!

I think I will remember both of these days for the rest of my life.

First of all I can't believe I've been here for 8 years. The time has flown by. I thought I'd be here 3 years and out! I was moving on to bigger and better things. Little did I know 8 years later I'd be married and still living here in the great Commonwealth.
More importantly I can't believe I'm 33 years old and have never been to a Bon Jovi concert!!!!!! I've always been a fan. I love the music. We even danced our first dance at our wedding to a Richie Sambora song. So how have I been missing out on the joy that is a Bon Jovi concert all my life?

This was a much needed "girls trip" to Washington, D.C. Nine ladies in our 30's and 40's, a fridge full of beer and food, and tickets to see Jon and the rest of the boys. What could be better? Answer: pretty much nothing!

As we entered the Verizon Center I was really surprised to see how many children were there with their parents. Seven and eight years old at a Bon Jovi concert? I don't think my parents would of ever allowed that. Although, now that I think about it, I have faint memories of a Peter, Paul and Mary concert that kept me up past my bedtime...but that's another story.

Our seats weren't too far from the top. We were also almost behind the stage. I didn't really care. I can have a good time anywhere. In front of us we had a few people that must have thumbs of steel. They were texting the entire pre-show, opening act and concert. Not my way of enjoying the show! In the same row was a "grandma type" woman that sat in her chair, but clapped and sang along the entire show. (By "grandma type" I mean an older grey hair woman that gives her grandchildren candy, quarters, and lots of love...a typical Polish Babcza). She was having the time of her life. I think I was probably singing louder, but I did have a few years and a few beers on her.

My enjoyment of the show came in the realization that Jon and the boys have been singing some of the same songs for 20+ years. Sure there were the newer, slower, softer releases, but the ones that really got the crowd going were old faithfuls like, "You Give Love a Bad Name" and "Livin' on a Prayer". I'm pretty sure these songs were released when I was in the 5th grade. They became anthems for my middle school years. To watch Jon belt out those tunes with the energy of a 25 year old in a 45 year old body was just inspiring. He was jumping and waiving his very buff arms and smiling like he was really having a great time. (Some of us think he should come out with an aerobics video based on a concert...I'd buy that!) I got the impression that it was genuine. Now he really could be great at faking it, but I just don't think so. And when he smiled I got the feeling he was smiling at me. He may have even pointed and reached out for me a few times. I'm blushing at the thought of that!


We all had such a wonderful time. We were little runaways for a day. Rockers and Rollers. Remembering our younger years through the songs that brought us here. In the end we followed Jon's advise and made a memory.

Everybody is doing it....

  It seems everyone and their brother is blogging. Ok, my brothers are probobly not blogging. They are way to ...ummm....busy for that. Just the word blogging sounds a little dirty.   Like something you do behind closed doors. Doesn't it?  In a way it really is.   I've been reading opinions and rants and very intimate details from other people's blogs for quite sometime now.   Sometimes I'm peeking into the lives of long lost friends.  Other times it's merely a click on a link to a total stranger's coming and goings.  

  These clicks lead me to pages of words that make me laugh, or cry, or feel like I belong.  They keep me in touch with the lives of all my friends and family that I may have not seen in 10 years.  I get to see these people face the challenges of careers and family.  I see their fun and heartaches. They allow me to stay connected in this crazy busy world.   Some  of the blogs I read are very informative.  I learn a little bit about a whole bunch of things.  Then if I feel the need, through the magic of the internet, I can research and learn more about whatever the Blogger is Blogging about.  

  I am approaching this Blog as an exercise in writing.  I have not really sat down and written anything in quite a long time.  I'm not sure where this exercise will take me. I hope I can learn a little bit about myself in the process.