Wow, no posts by me this year. Perhaps I have a FaceBook problem. More like, I've gotten lazy. So I'll take myself down Memory Lane, which is a difficult journey even thought clean living has given me a lousy memory.
In early January, shortly after her 14th birthday, Peso could not get herself up on her feet. She could barely walk and would not eat. We even made the dreaded "appointment" at the veterinarian's office. But after three and a half really bad days she started getting better. We kept the appointment but changed the reason. Peso could not walk and was in pain then suddenly she was not. The vet thought Peso had strained her hips, or slipped, on our tile and wood laminate floors. Ever since then we've been giving her semi-expensive pain pills and she is still happy and alive.
The missus is still in grad school at Aquinas College for her masters in music education and she has been a paid substitute teacher three times. Oh, the instruments she has had to learn while getting ridicule from our children and sometimes the dog fleeing the room. My wife is an actual certified genius and most instruments can learn very quickly even if the trumpet didn't really work out.
My daughter has really turned things around and instead of getting decent grades she has become an honor roll student. She's always been bright but now she is applying herself.
The kids and I spent a few days with my family in Louisiana during spring break and we had a great time. Sometimes it is hard with my mom, sisters, and nieces & nephews 1,100 miles away. That trip was much needed.
Right now I am in the endless mixing stage of the Saltmine Canary EP. This truly is a basement project and when the songs are ready to be mastered then we will reach the point where it costs us something out of pocket. In my last band we dropped over $5,000 recording an album that few people heard. This project will might cost as much as $300. Even my broke @ss can afford that.
On June 1st we will be playing at Festival Of The Arts
in downtown Gran' Drapids (as the locals pronounce it) and this year I do not plan on breaking two guitar strings during one song.