My band is booked for a show Friday night at The Music Vault in Harker Heights Texas. I am freaking out a little bit because we wrote a new song and I haven’t memorized all of the lyrics yet. We are also going to be covering Zombie by The Cranberries and I am about 85% with those lyrics. So I have mucho memorizing to do for the next two nights. Also, the last time we played there, we had technical issues with the sound and it made our set kinda crappy. The good news is that we have a manager now and he will be yelling at the sound people if things go awry.

Did you know that you can’t say the word FUCK in Denny’s? On a late night trip to Denny’s last week, Jeff, Trace, and I sat down, ordered our drinks, and continued with a conversation we were having in the car. During our private conversation, my husband said “Fuck”, or “Fuckin’” or something to that effect several times. Suddenly, a woman sitting alone in a booth near us told us that she doesn’t like that word and instructed us not to use it again. Me being “free speechy” and all, decided to tell her to fuck off, wherein she promptly called the manager over and complained that we were being vulgar. He didn’t kick us out, but told us he would have to if we said that word again. We quickly told him that there was no need because we were leaving. I was sure to tell her to fuck off again on the way out and we went to another restaurant to eat and continue with our PRIVATE conversation. Yet again, I wonder what this world is coming to.

Feel free to start shit with me on this topic. I will be glad to tell you to fuck off too.

Good Evening!

I’ve been too busy to keep up with this damn blog. I got a new phone… a wannabe Blackberry, but equally awesome. I love it! Then I got a new computer. I am very thrilled with it, although transferring all of your shit over to the new computer really sucks. During the process, my external hard drive died on me. I’ve had the damn thing for 6 years now. It was bound to happen. At least it happened after I was finished! All of this computer business has put me behind on my work because, well…. who wants to work when you have new toys to play with?! I also got my daughter a swing set and my husband has been taking her to the community pool. Its probably the nicest community pool I’ve ever been too. They have a really great smaller wading pool thingy for the little ones, which is covered so they don’t get burned, and it has a waterfall too. Apparently, she is fearless at the pool. She doesn’t know how to swim yet, but she’ll jump right in, go underwater, all that sort of thing. I asked her if she went underwater and she said, “Yeah, I went under there. There’s no fish in there.” You had to be there I suppose. The way she said it was just darling. Age 3-4 is so much fun. Now if I could just get her to use a toilet!