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Pino… Won’t Let Me Work!!

19 Oct

Here’s my mouthy little guy, trying to keep me from accomplishing anything tonight. SO, if you don’t have a seat at a table at the wedding, it’s his fault. Jk. Enjoy. It’s funny.

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I Wrote This a While Ago

15 Oct

A few months back, I was traveling to PA to see Grant’s family and meet my new family, and I wrote this. I must have forgotten to publish it, so the dates don’t add up, but the story is the same. 🙂 

I heard my wedding present on a plane somewhere over the southern part of the country. There’s nothing better than being the “she” in a song written just for you, to mark your journey in the eyes of the one who loves you… Till Kingdom Come.

Since I moved away for work, Grant’s been home, tirelessly working on the new Beta Wolf record for the Japanese release. For the first time in our 5 1/2 years together, he wanted to wait until the recording process was finished to let me hear anything; something I fought all along the way, but am now grateful for. After 8 months of being separated, 6 months of writing, 1 month of recording and 1 week of mixing/mastering, he called me late last night to tell me that the new completed record was sitting in my email, waiting for me to download it so I could listen to it front to back on the plane to Pensilvania for the weekend. Though I was already asleep and only had a few hours until it was time to head to the airport, I got out of bed anyway to download the record. Then he also told me that one of the songs was my wedding present.

I am now sitting on the plane, somewhere in the sky, fighting the tears of pride, excitement, separation, love, longing and the overwhelming belief that this is the record we’ve all been waiting for. And there’s a song on there just for me. The guy next to me has NO idea why the train-wreck is here, but I think he might be scared.

For years, rock music has been slain by the hands of the corporate American fear of “new”, strangled in the deathly grips of a changed and hurting industry, willing only to promote what has proven to be “simple minded music”. It’s disallowed complexity in modern or alternative rock, stubbornly holding that rock music has to contain simple structures and mindless lyrics, to be popular with the masses. Other genres flourish with their poetic and poignant stories, but rock and roll has remained swept under the rug and anyone who listens to rock radio, is either forced to listen to 90’s rock, or some dimensionless version of what used to be considered good. There are “Sunset Sleaze” bands, mimicking the 80’s rock scene from Hollywood, and Indie Bands making non-indie salaries, but when it comes to good, modern, sing-able rock tunes, written and sung by people who aren’t committing their reputations of scandal, or on the contrary, hippie beards, we’re a starved generation.

Enter the Wolf. The Beta Wolf. It’s here to take over for the once vivacious and fearless Alpha Wolf leader who has been defeated. I’m more proud than ever to be a part of this journey, with these particular musicians, and more excited than ever to see where this record, track after timeless track, will make it’s mark in music history.

Long live Rock and Roll. Long live the Beta Wolf.

One Year Ago, Today.

10 Oct

One year ago today, was the best day of my life to date. It was the day that Grant asked me to marry him!

One year later, we have overcome time, distance, excitement, emotions, sadness, loneliness, and 1 year of a ring on my finger, with the promise of love for a lifetime.

One month from tomorrow, I’ll officially be Mrs. Arnow. I cannot wait to marry my best friend, my confidant, my lover, my challenger and my comforter. And then, we’ll be together forever.

November 11, 2011, you can’t get here soon enough!

This Video is Dedicated to Grant Arnow.

1 Jun

With any luck, our kids will be THIS awesome.

Happy Birthday to My Grant.

1 May

A few weeks ago, I flew to Los Angeles to surprise my man for his birthday. Wow. What an adventure.

First things first, I learned that “lying” to Grant – even in the name of keeping something a surprise – is incredibly hard for me.

The weather in The Ark was awful when I left. I drove through 2 hours of torrential rain (complete with earthquake-like thunder and lightning bright enough to think it’s fake) to get to my brother’s house in Muskogee, OK, so I could fly out of Tulsa at 6:00AM. The drive was so bad, I actually thought I may have to pull over and sleep in a stranger’s barn, ruining the entire surprise. That didn’t happen. I love flying out of Tulsa, because it gives me a great excuse to see my brother and his wife Lindsey, but the drive there can be pretty rough at times.

Before I went to bed that night, I talked to Grant. After having just watched a movie that we mutually love, he told me repeatedly how much he missed me. He thought I was at home in AR and didn’t realize that I had such a sneaky plan up my sleeve for the next morning. In his mind, we were still 6 weeks away our next scheduled visit.

Adam drove me to the airport at 4:00AM for a flight at 6:00… that’s Standard Time, so in Pacific Time, it was horribly early. For the first time ever, I sat next to someone I actually liked on the plane. She reminded me a lot of my friend Blythe, but she was almost my same age. She even had 3 kids (2 girls, 1 boy) just like B, and her husband had a Kirby-ish beard. It was almost too weird how familiar it felt to hang out with her and her fam bam. She and her husband were on their way to OC for her brother’s wedding and we chatted the entire trip home, while trying not to fall asleep.

I got in at 7:30AM (PST) and my sister Amanda picked me up from the airport. It was great to see her. I hadn’t seen her in 5 months!

We drove to Grant’s house, picking up a tray of cinnamon rolls and candles, on the way. His roommate let us in the house, where we lit the candles and I walked in to my sleeping boy’s room.

It was the best surprise I’ve ever pulled off.

After the immediate shock and confused words, he stared long and hard at me with an expression that said “I’m waiting to wake up”. Haha. How fun. When he realized that I was really there and that it wasn’t a dream, the happiness began and the exhaustion of keeping secrets became overwhelming. I was home. I was happy. I was tired, but totally high on my happy.

That weekend was full of “bests” and was action packed with memories. We got to spend time with Eric and Haley at The Grove, Chrissy, Doug, little Magnolia, Nina, Sean and Eiko at Disneyland (also saw Amber and little Tessa in the parking lot!), Grant’s parents and Hillary, my family at the beach, Blythe and Kirby and lots and lots of old friends at the Troubador, where The Head and the Heart were playing a sold-out show (thanks to Blythe for the impromptu tickets… and her brother being in the band). I also got all of my bridesmaids fitted into their dresses, spent some extra quality time with Christiana and Maggie, and even managed to hike good ole’ Fryman, twice!

From eating at Griddle Cafe, to Blue Jam, to Joan’s on Third, to Disneyland, to the Observatory, to Fogo de Chao, to Trader Joe’s, to Cherry on Top, to the Blue Plate Oysterette, to the beach with my family, to good bottles of wine, to spicy salami, Manchengo and olives, the entire weekend was amazing. The best part? I got to be with the love of my life for 4 1/2 days of sunshine and bliss.

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