I took my daughter to a concert on Sunday. It was Of Mice and Men (it's a band, not play, movie or book, for those who are not in the loop) and three other bands. I was very happy that I was going to spend an uninterrupted day with Lyric, but I was not very excited about the bands as this is not my type of music. Screaming and growling are not my forte...I love hard heavy music but I can do without the screaming. I digress. At this concert I learned a few things. One being that I have entirely too much bottled up rage to be that close to a mosh pit and I got a little too much pleasure almost knocking a guy on his ass after he pushed my daughter. The other being that this was an awesome group of kids. They don't flow with the so called "normal" people and that is something to be proud of, in my opinion. I am not and have never been in that "normal" crowd and I love that my daughter is the same. 

I also noticed that every band (whether they sucked or not) all said something along the same lines of "Be yourself", "Love who you are" "you are awesome". Although the language they use I can't use here. I think its a great thing that a group of what a lot of society calls "misfits" are being told that they are awesome like they are. Acceptance is something we all want whether we admit it or not. A lot of these kids probably feel like they are outsiders in their everyday lives. But, at a concert, filled with others like you, they are one in the same. Accepted.

I have had the privilege of taking Lyric and her friends to several concerts over the past year and a half and I love seeing her and all the kids there. Seeing them happy in their element. Head banging, singing and happy. I always get a little choked up (don't tell anyone) at these shows because I want to give everyone a hug. I want them to know they are special and that they do matter. Their green hair, gauges, tattoos, and make up all make them who they are and they are beautiful. 

Acceptance. 

That being said, my ears finally stopped ringing yesterday and we are headed to Warped Tour in the summer (where they have an adult daycare that I WILL NOT go to), waiting on Hollywood Undead to come back and Blood on the Dance Floor to tour again. No, I absolutely do not want to go (this is a lie, I really love it)

Rae

So, I got this crazy idea about a week ago to start a blog. I have no idea why I would need to do this, nor do I know who would ever want to read this. But, I am doing it anyway. So, here goes...

hello, my name is Rae  (lame)

Hey there, my name is Rae and I am a Mom (that's worse)

Rae, that's me. 

I suppose this is where I introduce myself and try to get you interested in reading my blog and caring about what I have to say. 

I am a Mom, I have 2 lovely, beautiful and crazy daughters. A teenager and a 7 yr old. I am almost a crazy cat lady since I have 2 cats that I post way too many pictures of. More on all four of them at a later date. I am divorced twice and am single. (yes, a little judgment is ok here) 

Honestly, I am a work in progress. Everyday is a new challenge  

I am not sure this blog thing is a good idea. I have no advice to give, no wisdom to hand out. I screw up at almost every turn. I told someone the other day, in reference to emotions, to "Put it up and deal with it when you are 80". Yep, that's the kind of person I am. 

I am moody, shut off at times and can turn into the Hulk (a term my teenager gave me) if I lose my keys. I lose my keys everyday, by the way. 

  What I do have, though, is determination for a good life. So, maybe this blog is my way of seeing life differently. Seeing it the way my fingers see it. What I mean by that is, when I write, life starts to make sense. My "bottle it up" emotions come out in a healthy way. I don't let people ever read what I write because it exposes me. Exposes my emotions and feelings and I don't let my feelings show....ever. I am supposed to deal with all that when I am 80. :)

So, if you have made it this far, congratulations to me for not boring you. I might even write again. I say might because I am also a procrastinator, nonfinisher and unorganized hot mess. 

Until next time, 

Rae 

Sincerely, 

Rae

Rae