I Miss You So Far (Cemetery Drive)

This night, walk the dead
In a solitary style
And crash the cemetery gates.
In the dress your husband hates
Way down, mark the grave
Where the search lights find us
Drinking by the mausoleum door
And they found you on the bathroom floor

I miss you, I miss you so far
And the collision of your kiss that made it so hard

Back home, off the run
Singing songs that make you slit your wrists
It isn't that much fun, staring down a loaded gun
So I won't stop dying, won't stop lying (are you there at all?)
If you want I'll keep on crying (do you care at all?)
Did you get what you deserve? (are you there at all?)
Is this what you always want me for?

I miss you, I miss you so far
And the collision of your kiss that made it so hard

Way down, way down
Way down, way down
Way down, way down
Way down, way down

I miss you, I miss you so far
And the collision of your kiss that made it so hard

When will I miss you, when will I miss you so far
And the collision of your kiss that made it so hard
Made it so hard

Way down, way down
Way down, way down
Way down, way down
Way down, way down
Way down...

Goofing off on "D"-Day

Allie's having a D-Day today. In other words, we're having a bit of a challenge getting her blood glucose in range. We haven't been able to get it below 200 for about five days (and she's spent a lot of time in the 300's and 400's and even a 571! It should be around 120, by the way) and have been sending readings to the hospital for advice on adjusting. I get nervous when we have to increase her insulin by such extreme numbers. So, here we are, stuck at home with high blood sugar and multiple injections of insulin. Instead of taking a D-Day in my typical fashion (hiding in my closet and crying), Allie & I decided to just hang out and...ROCK OUT and just be goofy. Allie sends a shout out and says, "MIKEY FLIPPIN' WAY!" to all her peeps! Enjoy the clips of our D Day!

NOTE: The video and soundtracks are off, so it looks like she's "string synching" but that's really Allie playing!


Allie drops her pick in this one...teehee

My goofball....

Never trust grapes in a bowl....

My Chemical Romance

So many requests for details about the MCR concert cannot be ignored! Here are all the gritty details and a couple of video clips from my crappy camera.

We arrived at Tempe Beach Park around 7:something Friday night. Todd & Bryce went to hang out in the VIP lounge (I'm going to pretty much leave them out of this part of the story, since obviously we didn't want to take the baby to front stage, even though he was wearing ear plugs). Allie & I positioned ourselves as close to the best spot (just slightly to the right of the catwalk at front stage) as we could. I scoped the crowd for centimeters of space that would help us move even closer, then schooled Allie on how to get up front without being rude or pushing.
We watched a bit of Billy Talent, then I felt guilty leaving Todd & Bryce, so I left Allie to watch alone for a bit (she was perfectly safe in a mass of squealing teen girls and a few moms and we both had our cell phones [i'm so glad we got those!]).
After visiting with T & B and watching a little of Puddle of Mudd, who followed Billy Talent, it was almost time for MCR to come on stage. Oh wait--funny story. While Allie and I were watching Billy Talent, Gerard Way (he's the singer of MCR for those of you who are not familiar) came to the side stage to watch some of the performance. Allie and I noticed him at the same time and looked at each other. Allie said, "I can't believe he's standing RIGHT THERE!" He looked delicious. I mean, edible. I mean...whatever. Insert an appropriate word, because I can't think of one!
Okay, so fast forward to the end of the Puddle of Mudd show. Once that ended, Dillard's put on a really lame dance show which I suffered through while trying to get back to Allie. In anticipation of MCR, the crowd had quadrupled in size and I couldn't see Allie anywhere.
MCR came on and opened with "I'm not okay," and I started crying because I couldn't find Allie and this being such a momentous occasion, I HAD to be with her and see the expression on her face and share this with her.
So, I wiggled my way to the spot I had previously left Allie and she wasn't there. Being 5'3", I couldn't see over most heads to get her location. I texted her phone and told her to put her hand up, but I still couldn't see her. Finally, I asked this big Indian guy to lift me up so I could find her. He did and I saw her--up and to the left--even closer to prime positioning. I was impressed. I then squirmed my way through the sweaty masses to get to her.
Allie was alight with energy and squealing and shrieking like I've never seen before. The hilight of her night was when Gerard threw a water bottle and spit a bunch of water into the crowd and some of it landed in her eye. She was absolutely thrilled that Gerard had spit in her eye. I silently hoped that he had brushed thoroughly that day.
The only annoying thing about the show was that every single person in the crowd sang every single word to every single song as loudly as he/she could. I could hardly hear Gerard singing. Okay, so I was singing, too, but still. Now on to the juicy goodness....
Okay, in this first video, Gerard smacks his butt. Hehe.

And in this one, he says, "Arizona," and walks right up next to us! You can hear Allie screaming, too.

And the final video I will put on here (for now) is my favorite song, "I don't love you."

I've been to so many shows in my life that I don't think I could even count them all. From the time I got my driver's license and my first job, bagging groceries at Safeway, I have been a concert-goer. I think my first was Modern English, and The Alarm opened for them. Anyway, none of them could possibly be as special to me as this MCR show because I got to see it with Allie. Thanks, Al! You rock my socks!