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<i>everyone</i> loves my mom
March 1, 2004

So, first things first: my mom rocks. Like literally rocks.

The 'crew' and I went to see my mom perform at the ol' Blues Bouquet last Friday night, and I can tell you that I am the daughter of a most talented mom. It's amazing how she commands a crowd and how she can slap the boys in her band into action. She knocks people over without looking guilty; she takes no names and she leaves broken hearts in her wake. I'm awfully glad she's my mom.

my mom, the siren
So, just going to the Bucket proved to be as intoxicatingly entertaining as the band. People-watching in a Blues bar in Boise really can be fun. The performance of the ever-increasingly drunk crowd almost outdid my mom's awesome vocals. We laughed almost the point where we cried. So, if you were at the Blues Bouquet last Friday night, and just happened to set foot on the dance floor, this one's for you:

Ms. Pink Sweater was all about the dancing. She was one of the first ones on the floor, which can be really daunting at times, especially when the place really wasn?t that hopping yet. When not on the dance floor, she was sitting at a table full of what was presumably (and presumptuously) frat boys in their early 20s. The unfortunate thing was that she kept bringing dragging these boys to the floor, trying to get them to do anything but sit there and drink. None of them were v. cooperative until they were at least 3 pitchers in. Moving their bodies was obviously v. v. uncomfortable, and they tried to kind of move their knees a bit instead of following Ms. Pink Sweater, who was rockin' her groove. Here?s to you and your shaking booty, Ms. Pink Sweater. You rocked, and we all felt a little sad for you. Next time, leave the frat boys at home, and just have fun.

Ms. Skinny Legs was in a much better position, as it looked like she was there with her significant other. She was in a gauze-type dress with thick black tights. I think she may have been at least halfway drunk by the time she came to dance, as was the man she was dancing with. As she spun this way and that, her dress started to come unzipped, and had come down at least halfway before she realized that the top half of her dress was coming off. It was cool, though? her partner was Mr. Striped Sweater, who was beyond the painful body-moving stage the frat boys were at? though he was at least in his mid-40s, he was hopping and jumping and throwing his body about. His specialty was tossing his body back and doing the stereotypical "white-boy" dance, which was best left back in the '70s.

A girl I went to high school with also ended up showing up. For some reason, I want to call her Olivia, mostly because she looks like an Olivia - fair-skinned with dark tightly curly hair framing her face. Her name most likely wasn't Olivia. I didn't talk to her, but she just happened to be dancing with someone that could have been her father. And hopefully he was.

As the frat boys got more and more inebriated, they loosened up to the point where they were having fun. One even went up to my mom a few times to thank her for playing, and kissed her hand. It totally grossed me out.

In other news, my dear friend Sara, in an attempt to use my bank?s new downtown ATM, accidentally withdrew $300. She even screamed at the poor machine, trying to make it stop after hitting the incorrect button 3 times. So really, Sara should have purchased the drinks, non? Well, she didn?t. Bitch. Here she is with her happy withdrawal:

and how she felt after the ATM gave her all of that money:

aw, poor sara.


yay! that's me in the background.

sara = not so bright.

Posted by: zach at March 1, 2004 1:25 PM

i didn't want to say it myself. ;-P

Posted by: devlyn at March 1, 2004 2:25 PM

hi zach!

your mum is really cool. wow.

Posted by: j-a at March 2, 2004 12:26 AM

screw you both!

Let me just say...I'm adorable!!

Posted by: sara at March 2, 2004 9:07 AM

sara is indeed adorable. and what a great sounding night!

Posted by: leah at March 3, 2004 7:33 AM

Your mom does kick much ass. Give her a hug and a kiss for me. I'm so jealous that I've never been able to see her play the Bucket! I'm going to plan my next trip out there around her show schedule!! (which will hopefully be in the next three months...I'll have to get everyone's schedule and try to plan something that will work...I'll even drag Ben out with me.)

Sara is too cute to be blamed for anything any mean old ATM did to her! So there! ;)

Posted by: LeeAnn at March 6, 2004 8:12 PM