Archive for February 25th, 2010

Two days until G-day/American Idol is ruined


2010
02.25

That would be Glambert day.  Two days to go until the big Palm Springs adventure.  (the Adam Lambert concert that I’m going to with my twitter friend from Oklahoma) Didn’t realize quite how long the drive was – four plus hours.  I’ll be fine if I sleep.  Last couple of nights I’ve been getting up at midnight or 1:00 am and going down to the studio to do a couple of journal pages.  Been too long since I’ve been in the studio and it’s bottling up.  Too much happening too, what with our unexpected purchase of a house.

Who watched Idol Tues. and Wed?  I had a feeling that the season would be flat without Adam.  He was so exciting that we can’t expect anyone else like that to show up.  But really – the song choices were so drippy and boring.  Out of the thousands of choices available, this is the best they could do?  Casey is the boy standout, and not just because he’s so darn cute.  He puts his soul in his work and his image fits his song choice.  Other than him, where’s the stage presence?

Girls – Crystal and Lilly were the only stand-outs as far as I’m concerned.

And yes, I miss Paula; and no, I can’t get used to Kara.  I keep trying but just can’t warm up to her.

So here are the journal pages I did the last two nights.  They don’t mean anything in particular: my constraint for journaling still is watercolor background and collage material from a few National Geographics I have laying around.

This is The Blues.  The next one is Electro Pop.

Full report with photos coming after Palm Springs.  However – the Casino says we cannot take cameras into the concert.  And how is this stopped, what with cell phones and all?  We’ll see.

Spring, as in Palm Springs; and Spring, with a Message for my Friends Back East


2010
02.25

Glambert Alert

I’m going to the Fantasy Springs Casino and Resort in Palm Springs to see Adam Lambert in concert!  It’s no secret that I am a fan – and I’ve found other fans on Twitter.  One is named daxtonsnini.  Huh?  I have a granddaughter named Daxton, so I asked daxtonsnini, “What’s up with your name?”

Daxtonsnini’s real name is Nita.  But she has a grandson named Daxton who can’t say Nita and calls her Nini.  Well, that was instant bonding.  We had Daxtons in common as well as Adam.  Turns out daxtonsnini is a teacher and curriculum specialist in her district in Ada, Oklahoma – and I was a teacher here.  She’s been married 40 years; I’ve been married 41.  And she’s the sweetest person I’ve ever met – yes, I do feel as if I’ve met her.

That’s why, when this concert was announced, I pounced and got two tickets as well as a room at the resort.  I asked daxtonsnini – I can call her Nita – if she wanted to come.  No she said, Daxton had been sick and she’d taken days off work to take care of him so she didn’t want to miss more.  Ok.

Wait – I asked her why she couldn’t fly to Palm Springs on Sat. and back to Oklahoma on Sunday.  After all, I told her, I went to Switzerland once for four days.  Next thing, she had the ticket, I added a night to the reservation so I could pick her up at the airport in Palm Springs Saturday morning, and we are set.

Almost set.  What’s a 63-year-old pudgy Glambert (that’s me) to wear?  Something totally inappropriate of course.  Black leggings rouched at the ankles, a gold sequined top, and boots.  I mean it’s all for fun, right? And in case that’s not enough, I have some antennas that twinkle, all glittery, and a black and purple feather boa.

I don’t think anyone will look too closely at me because we’ll all be in a state of high excitement, probably with a few drinks under our belt.  Heck, we’ll all look good in that state!  So let’s just go along with the fun and no one tell me I look like Men in Tights or anything.  I can’t wait for Adam and to meet Nita.  Life is such a great adventure!

I’ll report back when I return and have pictures, I’m sure.  Oh – and the resort has organized a Glamily Reunion so fans from all over can meet!  And I mean all over – there are people coming from as far away as Thailand.

For all you on the East coast and in Texas where it shouldn’t be snowing

When I posted the photos of the almond orchards the other day, (the fateful day when I found our new house without even looking), many of you said you had weeks to go before you saw any green.  So I did a journal page for you with a Japanese poem.  I don’t know the author so can’t attribute correctly, but here’s the poem:

One solitary plum blossom

and the whole world has spring.