M.I.A.

Friday was the Deathcab for Cutie concert. What a great show -- what great music -- what a great experience! We elbowed (well, I elbowed and drug Emilie close behind while she tried to explain my movement on 'drunkenness'. . . YEAH- drunk off the good music!) our way to the front for the encore! It was so hot in the theater and the only ones bothered were the fairweather fourteen year olds that found DC4C on the OC anyway--- it was a plethora of popped collars and pony tails taking pictures with their phones and texting during songs from previous releases. I loved the band, I loved the music, I loved the way Ben cam out and seemed to truly appreciate the audience. It was just an awesome experience! I have found that even if my voice can't keep up- I'm singing slash yelling all the words anyway.

Saturday was Habitat for Humanity. It was hot because well, global warming is camping out in Texas with a cool 89 degree November- but we still had a good time. There is some standing to be done, but once you get committed to a project you really get something done. Who knew putting up siding could be so fun. It was really a good feeling (and no, I'm not talking about the oppressive nature of a tool belt) to watch so many people doing work for the betterment of others. There were at least 10 different houses being built in a small neighborhood--- all at different stages and all with different groups working on them. It was really amazing to see the Junior League of Dallas working with Dallas Baptist working with Dallas County Young Democrats working with construction workers all working to provide homes for those that need them. It was really great work. It was great even when I got yelled at when someone thought I handed the nailgun to someone on a ladder (until I pointed out that it has a built-in safety that you have to have the end pressured to the surface before you can squeeze the trigger). It was at this point that I found out the source for this nailgun nervousness was from a movie... A MOVIE, I mean really! So evidently we are entitled to yell at anyone with a nailgun because it was in Lethal Weapon or something?!?

Saturday night was entertaining. There was a housewarming party and dancing 'til 3:30 but one of the best parts of the weekend was Sunday. . . . .
I slept uber-late, got up in the early afternoon and decided that feat-tacos sounded so-o good.

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