One of Four

I would just like to take this moment to mention how beautiful and funny and talented my sisters are. I miss them a lot and I'm really Jealous that they all get to hang out with each other in Ohio for the summer. I'm also a bit jealous that they all went to Cedar Point with out me...I'm gunna have to visit first chance I get. (From left to right Grace, Maddy and Bonnie)

Goofs.

Too long to submit to "textsfromlastnight.com"

When I get really bored, like say when I'm selling Merch for this guy at the Abbey, I get some A riffing material off of my friends.

For Example:

(216) Their Manager is really cute…

(719) FUCK!

(216) He’s running their sound board and he waved at me once…I think he’s the one

(719) I think it would be appropriate to call him Neo if you know what I mean

(216) He’s bending my spoon…if you know what I mean

(719) I want to take the blue pill if you know what I mean

(216) I don’t know what you mean

(719) I think I might be pregnant if you know what I mean

(216) FUCK THAT!

(719) That was not true please be calm

....it might only be funny to some but you get the Idea. When I'm making people laugh, weather it's at a get together or just a correspondence over texting, I feel more like myself. I feel like I haven't been my jokey self for the past couple months and I'm glad to see that it's returning, even though I'm making a fool of myself half the time... 

Green everywhere

I am exhasted. Not only did I work my butt off this weekend, I believe I'm also coming down with whatever Darcie and Ally have/had.

I worked at Green fest this weekend for Organic Valley, pretty awesome company, I got a bunch of free stuff from them. They had some of the Farmers from the family owned farms there and apparently some of the young handsome ones were at Deboinair this Saturday for a Green fest after party. I can only imagine the kind of Hipster tail those guys got/could have gotten. The only thing hotter than telling a young hipster girl "I'm an organic farmer"  is vaguely sounding like you just said "I'm in a band called Animal collective".

It's green outside now. The trees the grass, our front path....our yard no longer resembles a jungle because our land lord came on by with his machete and made it look like what I imagine the path in front of Jesus on palm sunday would have looked like. Nice. Now I just need a Donkey and I'm set. 

Things I'm excited about that are coming up:

-Womens weekend in Michigan

-Rebecca returning from Indonesia

-Mari Moving back

-Going to Texas to be with my adopted family

The only time Leigh will talk about sports...

The Indians are on in Chicago, but here they just call it an away White Sox game. Thankfully the Sox are doing horribly ;) Kyle Says the White Sox commentators are the worst, they're pretty bad. So I turn on WTAM 1100 on line, but they're broadcasting the Cavs game. All of the sudden I've turned into my father, one game is on the t.v. on Mute while the other is on the radio. Both Cleveland teams and both actually winning, the high light of my day. 

The Cavs just did a back to back sweep in the playoffs, I know NO ONE that reads this is a basketball fan and would rather see me write some drivel about music...but I am so gosh darn excited! I mean this would be the first time in 60 years that Cleveland has won a Championship title....I dunno but I would hope that that would do something for Cleveland's attitude towards itself.

Now I'm sitting here by myself in my Chicago living room watching the Indians play, we're winning at the top of the 9th and Progressive feild is barely full of die hard fans braving the freakishly cold weather to watch their team win for once, ah Cleveland. 

I've had an almost purely nostalgic relationship to sports for most of my life. Mostly because I'm a very Non-competitive person. Baseball was the sport my Father taught me and my sisters enough that we'd half heartedly play in the front lawn. Basball is the game that was a big treat to go to as a kid. One of my most favorite things to do in the woooorld is go to an Indians game, buy 2 hot dogs and a big bag of peanuts and end up with a huge mess of shells at my feet and a fresh burn on my cheeks. The Cavs didn't start doing really well until right before I went to College, I didn't go to my first game until I had already graduated and left for Chicago, But one of my favorite memories of this past year is going to the first pre-season game with my Dad, floor seats, hot dogs, Great Lakes Dortmunder and a loss against The Raptors. Now we're the best team in the league with the MVP and a city ready for a championship. I'm excited-d-d-d-d.

I don't know how to write about sports hahaha. Not to mention I haven't felt like myself lately and the playoffs has been a quick happy retreat for me to watch/listen to/read about. 

Too bad I'm a little terrified of Cubs fans, otherwise I'd indulge in my peanut endeavor here in Chicago more often.

Ok that's enough of that.