Wednesday, April 27, 2011

how great this is.

This performance actually leaves me speechless and with chills up and down. Absolutely stunning:

Although, more stunning than this video was my dad's version of "How Great Thou Art" at Easter morning mass - a song in which he had taught himself the night before. Unreal talent, that

Unfortunately for you, his version was not caught on film, but forever engrained in my memory. If you want a live performance, step on over to Glen Ellyn where the piano is almost always in use.

Kudos to Peg for the original find! Here's some more background on the Vince/Carrie performance.

Friday, April 22, 2011

a penny for your thoughts

And on this Good Friday today, a quote to remind you of the important things in life:

"This life is what you make it.
Not matter what, you're going to mess up sometimes;
it's a universal truth.
But the good part is you get to decide how you're going to mess it up.
Girls will be your friends - they'll act like it anyway.
But just remember, some come, some go.
The ones that stay with you through everything - they're your true best friends.
Don't let go of them.
Also remember, sisters [brothers] make the best friends in the world.
As for lovers, well, they'll come and go too.
And babe, I hate to say it,
most of them - actually pretty much all of them are going to break your heart,
but you can't give up
because if you give up, you'll never find your soul mate.
You'll never find that half who makes you whole
and that goes for everything.
Just because you fail once, doesn't mean you're gonna fail at everything.
Keep trying, hold on,
and always, always, always believe in yourself,
because if you don't, then who will, sweetie?
So keep your head high,
keep your chin up,
and most importantly, keep smiling,
because life's a beautiful thing and there's so much to smile about." 

That Marilyn, she was onto something genius a long time ago. Time to listen up.

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Thursday, April 21, 2011

watch out!

"If you can't get someone off your mind, chances are it's because they are supposed to be there"

This also applies to "something."

And for me that "something" was a watch. I'd been eyeing it since late last year - the usual post-Christmas yearning. However, the one on sale had gold decor and while I am not opposed to gold in any way, it wasn't a "wow".

I taught myself to forget about it until my mom told me a couple months ago she had just bought the "cutest Adidas watch." And I thought...could it be? No.

But yes, it was. It was the same watch I've had on my mind except hers was purple and lime green (also awesome).

I let a month slip by wearing my running watch every day, until last week: The white Adidas watch came back to haunt me. So to eBay I went and here I sit today, wearing the watch happily - all the more wiser for knowing the time and trusting my mind.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

(sleep)walk the walk.

I talk in my sleep. I grew up talking, continued through college and still do to this day. But most recently, my sleeping self seems to really have taken to sleepwalking. As in two sleepwalking instances in two weeks: two too many?

It's true: my sleepwalking days have returned and while they are hilarious, they also alarm me and cause a lot of confusion in the middle of the night.

The first instance was two weekends ago when I woke up...
in the shower...
with my PJs on. 

It wasn't until the water hit my face I realized something was off and I didn't need to be in the shower yet and why the heck am I in shorts and a t-shirt? I got out, still in a daze, dried off, switched to different clothes, checked the clock: 2:42 AM. Yep, confirmed: definitely didn't need to be in the shower.

But wait - there's more! Much like an infomercial.

It happened...again...last night! Except this time, I didn't wake up in the shower. I woke up in my closet, putting on a pair of shorts. Again, I woke up with one leg in and realized: I don't need to be doing this. I glanced at the clock: 1:36 AM. Yep, I can go back to bed.

It's strange - really - when you start sleepwalking again for no reason. I used to do it when I was little every so often (unplugged my lamp and walked it into my parents' room in the middle of the night). Real safe, Ker.

All I ask is Self, next time you sleepwalk, let's just keep myself safe. Until then, I'll appreciate the amusement the morning after.

In the mean time, check out these 10 "unbelieveable sleepwalking stories." I'm happy a shower is all I took!

Monday, April 18, 2011

i do (love me some pictures)

Here's the thing about Facebook: it's been hitting me up left and right tonight. After all, I did post about 60 picturas from the wedding we were lucky enough to attend this past weekend - which was one for the books. And luckily, Meghan is a commenting fiend - and an entertaining one at that.

Bridget - oldest of thirteen highly-amusing individuals - was married on Saturday. It was only necessary that we travel down to Texas to witness this special occasion.

Any time the Blinns get together, you're guaranteed a good time. The weekend was filled with deflated air mattresses, Uncle Rick acknowledging every child of his when the officiator asked "who presents this woman," first dances, Kerri-pours of wine, learning Dallas and Fort Worth are completely different cities, accidental road trips, and most importantly, family appreciating one another. The only tears that fell were caused by sentimental moments or quick witty responses to a statement halfway out of your mouth you'd wish you could take back.

I got back to my apartment last night - feeling content. Totally freaking content. And lucky to have the family I do. Lucky I get to say "well yes, I do have 13 one family." Lucky to enjoy a deli bar as a family dinner. Lucky I have a dad who doesn't like leaving the dance floor either. Lucky I have a mom whose laugh is so contagious that you start laughing with her - even if you've never met her before. Lucky I have cousins who can match and out-wit me when needed.

Just plain lucky.

Hit me baby, one more time: the new Mrs. Spears
The Texas Blinns - all of 'em
The Chicago "Blinns" - some of 'em
My mom and dad make me so proud.
Don't be fooled by those smiles. We're not that normal.
We are family. Get up everybody & sing.
The glowing bride (as they say) and yours truly.
Does it make you nervous that he flies planes for a living?
The future of America.
However, it also made me appreciate not having a wedding to attend every weekend. I was exhausted from so much laughing. Every two weeks will have to do so please plan on working around my schedule.

even diet coke needs a lift.

I don't sit still very well. Though I purposefully did not bring my laptop on the flight to Dallas last Friday, I had not yet realized I forgot to bring a book too.

Although I had my trusty KerriPhone to entertain me in the music department, I had finished the crossword in the United's Hemispheres Inflight magazine by the 23rd minute. By "finished," I really mean filled in the answers I thought were the best fit. I've yet to truly finish a crossword in a magazine unless it's People's.

Thus, I turned to another creative outlet of mine: doodling.

Check out those angry fingermen holding up my Diet Coke! And turns out I get defensive when the 15 year old kid next to me asks if I'm "really drawing on my napkin?"

The answer? Heck yes I am.

Friday, April 15, 2011

alabama, arkansas.

There's a certain point when a song just clicks. The art of matching the just right lyrics with a beat that keeps you interested is underappreciated.

Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros have managed to create just that right amount of happiness for your ear.

Maybe it's the way they are able to quietly include "holy moly, me-oh-my" without sounding childish. Even the banter towards the end doesn't really bother me. Could the song do without it? Sure, but it's not the worst.

Here's a little ear candy for you on this Friday:

And let's not overlook the video of the little girl and her dad who cover this song. Flippin' adorable. She is just determined:

drumroll please.

Wednesday night was a late night at the office. I was searching for a "drumroll" app on my iPhone to pass the time and add some chuckles to an otherwise tedious meeting.

What I really needed was to have this drummer sit in the corner.

Enter amusement here:

He is insane and it's awesome. Between his hair, his jacket and his arm motions, you won't know where to look.

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Sunday, April 3, 2011

baseball season's underway.

Game 1 of the season at Wrigley for 2011? Check!

Unable to miss work on Friday, I opted to snag tickets to game #2 of the season. The baseball gods clearly agreed because that's the only game of the series against the Pittsburgh Pirates the Cubbies won. A noon start - told us it would be 51* with 20% of rain. At 11:40, it started raining/drizzling, which made no sense, since the weather radar map showed nary a cloud. The best part was the crowd cheered every time the sun came out and Lord knows, we needed something to cheer about.

Then the bottom of the 8th inning happened: the Cubbies rallied and score 5 runs. It felt like late September in the Friendly Confines.

Of course a Cubs' victory only means one thing:

Go Cubs Go.

*Camerawoman's note: Don't singalong or try to clap when taking a video...especially when you can't sing well. My apologies. Posting it anyways.

Gosh, I just love baseball.