You are the one I've been waiting for, today!

It's about time I blogged about this, and I know you're all shocked that I've waited this long. :) I figured that i anticipation of Tuesday's big event (the release of his second full length album) I would dedicate this post to the love of my musical life, Joshua Radin. I saw Josh (don't worry, we're tight, so I can call him that) in concert for the fourth time about three and a half weeks ago, right before I moved to DC. In fact, the only reason I was in Utah half of August was so that I could go to the show (BIG thanks to the Knutson's for allowing me to push the start date back).

The concert was fabulous, as usual. I went with my favorite concert going buddy, Trent. It was his first time seeing Josh, so that was exciting. We bought our tickets on the presale so we were invited to a special meet and greet before the show. At first we were told we could go to sound check and I was eccstatic! Yet another dream come true . . . too bad they changed their minds. Then things didn't work out like they were suppose to during sound check and it ran long, so they pushed the whole thing back until after the concert. Trent and I were slightly disappointed, but we weren't going to let that get to us! We were able to sit right outside the door and hear sound check pretty clearly. And because of our sitting location all the artists, including Josh, walked right passed us.

Because we got there early we ended up being the first people in line (not and uncommon position for either of us). We're also generally the front row type, but this time when we walked in the venue we stratigically placed ourselves so we would be in good shape for Josh's final number, which he performs in the audience. (I knew this because my crazed passion for Josh drives me to look him up on youtube on a regular basis to see what new stuff he's performing). There were the standard annoying concert goers who don't care about anyone around them or act like idiots during the performance by shouting out something stupid or doing something to embarass themselves. We frequently mock these people both during and after the show for weeks to come. Anyway, the concert was phenomenal, as usual. Different from the other shows I've been to, in that he was way less personal, not so talkative. I'm sure there are a lot of factors that play into this, but mostly I think it's the audience that determines the feel of the show. He performed a good mix of new and old material . . . I think there will only be two songs on the new album that I haven't heard. I love hearing new stuff for the first time live . . . Who am I kidding I love hearing everything live!

So after the show we stuck around so we could chat it up with Josh. We again stratigically placed ourselves, this time so we would be at the end of the line and hopefully have more time with Josh. The meet and greet went as follows: Introduction, picture, move on. The people in front of us asked for an autograph and of course Josh said yes, if they had a pen. They looked around and I said I had one, Josh then looks over, smiles, and says "hey, how's it going?" Like I said, we're tight! :) Then it was officially our turn to talk to Josh and he again, smiles and asks me how I'm doing as he gives me a great big hug. I felt special! We talked for a few minutes about various things, then I asked him to sign my EP (extended play, too short to be a full length album, but too long to be considered a single). This was and EP that I paid a pretty penny for. They only made about 2,000 copies, and it'd pretty hard to get your hands on one for under $150. Don't worry, I didn't even pay half of that . . . I love the man, but I'm not rich! Anyway, he said he hadn't seen one of those in a long time. After discussing what he should write, he decided on this . . .

In case you can't see it, "Lindsie- You are the best! I love you!"

I'd say it's an upgrade . . .


All in all, it was an awesome night! I can't wait to see him again . . . Soon!

The Special Two

I thought I'd introduce you to the cute kiddos I get to take care of. First we have Matthew. He's five years old and had his first day of kindergarten on Wednesday! He has a great imagination and is SO sweet to his little sister (most of the time :)). He loves to play with pirates and army men. Today on the way home from school he told me he is going to be a soldier for the Unites States Army when he grows up! Here are a few pics:

Matthew enjoying his "midnight snack" at 9:00. Three Golden Oreos and a glass of milk. He's quite specific in his requests!
Me and Matty!

Then there's Ingrid. Ingy. Ingaroo. IVK. Princess. She will turn 3 at the end of the month, and Karen (her mom) is throwing her a fairy princess party! Ingrid has an amazing sense of humor is so loving. I'm also fairly certain she is one of the smartest little girls ever to walk the planet! Seriously. Now the pictures so you can see how cute she is:

Ingrid . . . and Ole! She sure loves her dog!
Me and Ingy!

Waiting For My Real Life to Begin

So pretty much I'm in love with Nantucket. The beach, bike rides, the best lemonade ever, sunsets, wandering around town, shopping, yummy ice cream . . . I could do it all over again! Not immediately, of course, but some day. Though, I don't know if I could ever afford to go on my own, but it'd totally be worth saving up for!

It was a lot of fun getting to know The Knutson's while on vacation; they were so nice and I had a great time! There was a good mix of taking care of the kids, spending time with the family, and exploring on my own. I easily got in two books and an entire season of Scrubs while relaxing on the island, it was great. I will say that after taking a month off of work and then spending two weeks on vacation, I'm ready to get started on "normal" life . . . whatever that is! :)

So I spent waaay too much time trying to figure out my stinkin' slide show and it never worked out, so here's a good portion of those pics to give you a glimps of my life in Nantucket. Enjoy!


Our house in Nantucket. It was a cute little house with a porch that wrapped all the way around it. All the houses have names, ours was called Hedges . . . possibly because it was fenced in my a bunch of hedges. :)
My room.
The view from my window.
Me at the Harbor on my first day out exploring on my own.
The best lemondate I have ever tasted . . . Nantuckt Nectars. My mouth is watering just thinking about it!
I also had some of the best ice cream I've ever tasted in Nantucket. This particular flavor was chocolate peanut butter cookie dough. I also tried ginger and peanut butter cup. Mmmm!
Me sitting on the front porch. One of my favorite things to do was sit on the porch and read.Great Point Lighthouse
Me at Great Point. Probably my favorite beach. More of Great Point

The sunset the last night we were in Nantucket.


P.S. I posted to slide show to my myspace blog if you're dying to see it. (www.myspace.com/rememberthatonetime)

Hello, Goodbye

I just wanted to do a quick post letting everyone know I'm alive and well! I got back to Virginia yesterday after two fantastic weeks in Nantucket. I didn't have internet access there, hence no blogs. Don't worry though, I have lots of fun stuff to write about in the very near future. Please, try and contain your excitment. ;)

The World's Greatest

I swear I've watched more TV in the past six days than I have in the past six months. I don't know that I've ever been so in to a Summer Olympics, in fact I may have somewhat of an obsession . . . The only problem is I don't have time to just sit and watch. I'm moving in three days! And whereas I have a good portion of my belongings packed up, I still have a little ways to go. And then there's all the good-bye's (or rather see ya laters) I need to get in. What was I thinking?! I pushed back my move date for a concert, what about the Olympics?! I should have thought this through a little more . . . ;) Don't worry though, my calendar's already booked for two weeks in 2010.

How the Day Sounds

One of the first things people discover when getting to know me is that I get quite passionate about music . . . especially the whole indie/folk/rock genre. That being said, it should be no surprise that I have little music video for your enjoyment. The artist's name is Greg Laswell and it's his latest video from his new album, Three Flights from Alto Nido. I think it is absolutely brilliant and so much fun! Check it out . . .



Not that Elijah Wood wasn't already way up there in my book, but he earned himself 10more cool points by doing this! :)

Old "Jim's" Place

Have you ever noticed that old, rundown diner directly across the street from Jordan Commons? It's called Jim's Diner, not to be confused with Jim's Family Restaurant. If you haven't seen it, then next time you happen to be driving down State Street, look west as you pass the movie theater and you'll see what I'm talking about. For those of you not in the great state of Utah, let me paint a picture . . . It looks like a shabby diner you'd see in a super small town, except there are never any cars out front, in fact you'd have to walk right up to the window and peer in to even believe the place is open for business. When you walk in, the place appears to be mostly clean, with the exception of a corner booth piled up with what looks like a D.I. trip waiting to happen. It's ran by an old Greek couple, Jim (imagine that) and his wife. I'm fairly certain they only have four customers a day. And they're the same customers everyday. They're open from 7 or 7:30 to 9 or 9:30, accoring to Jim. If you ever go, be sure to bring cash or a check, they don't accept plastic. Why do I know so much about Jim's Diner? Well, let me explain . . .

I have this friend Michelle and she's always wanted to eat at this mysterious diner, so she invited a bunch of friends to join us on our trip to Jim's. The more the merrier as far as these types of things are concerned, right? We ended up with at least 25 brave souls . . . enough to fill up every chair in the joint and even then we spilled over into some booths! We had a great time, despite the fact that we waited at least an hour for our food. We should cut Jim some slack on that though. He does all the cooking and that was probably at least double the traffic they see on a Friday night! To his credit he got everything right (plus an extra cheesburger), it wasn't the worst tasting food on the planet, and none of us got sick . . . at least as far as I know!