Well, I am still able to hear despite an evening at The Cure concert with Brent. As you may know, Brent has been a long time fan so being a good wife I agreed to go with him. As we entered the concert venue I realized that I must have missed the memo about the all black dress code with died black hair (hmm, and I thought it was a nice summer evening in southern CA and not Halloween). I off course was wearing the total pastel gap girl outfit with flip flops (darn, I knew I should have warn my black combat boots instead!). Anyway, the first half of the concert was really good untill the more than loud screaching sounds from the guitars turned into a constant painful stabbing sensation in my ear drums. I really do think I've proved myself to be a supportive wife.
Magic Mountain: I decided to join Marnie, Bob, and Brent after my ballet class at CSUN ignoring the fact that I have not enjoyed roller coasters ever since the Buffalo Bill's experience. We met up and went to a ride called Dejavu and I waited in line having a great time talking with everyone and getting to know this Bob guy (nice guy... very funny) and making a point to not think about my impending doom. We get on the ride and let's just say I didn't have a good time feeling like I was going to fall out of my seat dangling several hundred feet in the air and then get my spine adjusted several times over. I know what you're thinking, I drove myself to Magic Mountain and what was I expecting... a nice mellow day at the beach? But we did go to one of the park's nicer restaurants for lunch before Brent and I had to leave for the concert and I was glad to see Marnie and her friend.
Mental Note: Disneyland GOOD, Magic Mountain BAD!!
By the way, Brent has had a great first week at his new store (everyone really likes him as their new GM) and I have survived my first week of school as well. We hope everyone is doing well and wish Brooke a quick recovery!!