The octave mandolin is SO LOUD out of the box Paul just laughed when he played it. I asked why and he said, “A loud instrument gets louder as it gets older”.
The bass strings sound so awesome it gives me shivers.
The octave mandolin is SO LOUD out of the box Paul just laughed when he played it. I asked why and he said, “A loud instrument gets louder as it gets older”.
The bass strings sound so awesome it gives me shivers.
Yesterday, 1 pm, worst scotoma in about a decade. Just barely made it home in time to barf – been two decades since that happened with a migraine. Long bath. Bed. Dragged myself up at Jeff’s return and got the octave mandolin from the post office and then back home to collapse. Awake at 5 am and now I have a tremendous post migraine headache and an equally tremendous desire to feel sorry for myself. Right eyelid is drooping…
The chicken schnitzel with mushroom sauce was fabulous.
I’m going to see Katie’s new place after church on Sunday.
Margot is training Jeff to play with her.
I am waiting with much anticipation for the octave mandolin.
Work is interesting and challenging.
Church is even more so. The bookkeeper will be gone as of September.
Heavy sigh. This is now Day 7 of project quit drinking. I don’t know what I was expecting…DTs maybe? Instead, nothing, except I have to remember to drink 20 ounces of water between the time I get home and the time I go to bed or I get dehydrated. That’s what the beer was for, to give my kidneys something to do when they were bored.
Otherwise, no effect on my life at all.
Time to go shower and get dressed and call in sick to work. Yeah, I would like to – it’s May Day! – but I think I’ll occupy my work station and serve customers today.
A little rough around the edges… oh yes, that’s him
Filthy from sleeping in ditches and hedges…. oh yes, that’s him
But you’re going to want him when your outlook’s getting grim
He may be a common sellsword
But he’s all you can af-ford
And you want a surly horde … that’s just like him.
I HAVE NO CONTROL OVER WHAT COMES INTO MY HEAD WHEN I’M DRIVING.
I am now the acclaimed secretary-treasurer at Beacon Unitarian Church.
This is a VERY inspiring video.
Yesterday Paul and I helped move concrete. My reward was yummy veggies and a de-alcoholized Becks. We got to see Brian and Chari (Brian sucking back coffee and watching us work because he just had a hernia operation and Trent thought he was saying it for laffs but I saw scars.) Big tummy time with Shannon, who’s expecting another boy, which makes me happy, because Jerome and Shannon are an awesome couple and they will grow fine men. Learned that Braden likes the Marine Band harmonica I got him, and got back Jeff’s containers (only took me a year).
Keith and Katie were here last night. I am quietly happy, but JICOAB, my whole body hurts today.
Now to church and to get a veggie platter along the way.
Helping Jerome with concrete this afternoon – hope to run into some friends as well.
Sucked it up and bought car insurance. I am putting together a list of work on the car to justify my asking price. Paul also helped by sending me a nice pic of Ziva.
Put together a care package for Katie for her move (envelopes, stamps, etc.) She’s been going nuts buying stuff. Dropped her off at work. Happy sigh.
Tomorrow church AGM and for supper off to the John B to suck back some Shirley Temples (yes, I’m still not drinking) and pub grub and watch ….. the BLUUUUUUUUUUE MEEEEEEEEEEENIES. Because I loves them, and Mike and Rozo may come, and Jeff said he’d go too.
I cleaned about half of the kitchen and once I make that list and update the craigslist ad, I’m going to go back to doing that.
I hear through the grapevine that Keith found a job. I am so glad to see my kids get their feet under them.
I think Jeff is going to win our contest.
I will be hanging with friends and doing churchy things this weekend, so I am looking forward to a restful time.
Jeff and Katie and I attempted to watch Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close and I just got up and left after half an hour. The kid was amazing but the rest of the movie sucked. Apparently a lot of people hated the kid, but I sure didn’t.
I hung the Labyrinth quilt at my desk today, as the Tree of Life had to go back to Katie.
Hugs for the hordes of people who appear to be having mental health problems these days. I am actually struggling towards a composure which has a modicum of happiness in it, which is a blessed and marked improvement over last year. Vitamin D for the win, folks. Most of us aren’t getting nearly enough, and you can’t be sane without it.
That is all.
I am giving up beer for atheist lent.
This is awesome resonator slide. And of course I think of John. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yLzs4dnuAbI&feature=share%27%2C%29
Jeff and I have started a contest. If either of us win, we will both win. If we both win, everybody will win. And that’s a contest I can get behind.
Ya think they missed me?
Nothing much else to report.
Trip was fine, weather was so wonderful when I got home. I realized I had just enough energy to do a small shop and get the stone chip that Ziva collected the last time I went to Victoria fixed, and the guys at Crystal Glass on 6th repaired it for nothing because they liked my car. I will take them all my glass work in future!
Sue called me to remind me about the minister meeting last night but I’d already told David that it was a travelling day and I was unlikely to attend. I was in bed asleep by 8 so it’s just as well. Formal announcement is coming soon.
In the middle of all this I got the reference check call for Katie WHO WILL HAVE HER OWN APARTMENT on May 1. Huge step forward for her and I hope she enjoys having her own space.
And now, Chipper I’m thinking of you when I post this link. Farming doesn’t have to be an ecological disaster.
I’m about to board my flight home, and I am very happy to have been to FKO and even happier to be going to sleep in my own bed. It was awesome to see DJD and Chipper and Catherine and Shirley and Judith and Tammy and I am just vibrating from the glorious circle last night.