Work, Superdogs, and My Mom the TV Junkie

Okay it's my turn now. It' been a while since I got my hands on a computer. Now that I'm at the keyboard I feel I should say something. So what to talk about?....

I feel like I've been in a creative bubble for a few days now. Everything is inspiring me (which rarely happens) so I've decided to take advantage of it while the ideas are flowing. When the hurricanes hit a while back I started working on a song and got incredibly stuck on the chorus so put it to the side....until last night. I ended up writing something that I'm really excited about and as soon as I work out the final verse and sharpen it up a bit, I'll record it and put it up on Myspace as an acoustic solo thing. It'll probably be a couple days though. I didn't get to work on it tonight and I don't know how tomorrow is going to go because we have so much other "business" and "household" things going on.

Kym and I have also been doing some really great work over the phone. lol It's not the most ideal environment for musical collaboration but you would be amazed at how efficient you can be when you put your mind to it. Speaker phone has become my best friend. But still, electric guitars with effects going through a phone on one end and an acoustic (or electric) guitar with vocals going through a phone on the other end can be really difficult to synchronize. I don't know if she can hear me very well over her amp, so she just plays something and I say "beautiful" or "how about we try this..". It can be a slow process, but it's the hand we are dealt until we get the money to actually have a centrally located band. lol

Aside from the band, our dog, Cooper, has become the neighborhood daredevil. Granted, he is only about a foot and a half tall, but his new hobby is climbing our wooden fence in the back yard. We have one of those rather tall fences that have the vertical planks with points on top, with two rows of 2x4's that go around the fence at various heights. The first row is about a foot off the ground, the second is about a foot below the top of the fence. Somehow a section of the fence is leaning into the neighbor's yard and about a 60 degree angle (assuming 90 is straight up and down). So, Cooper has found a way to climb up that slope and stand on the higher 2x4 to look over the fence. A couple of nights ago he actually jumped over the fence into the neighbors yard. How he did not hurt himself is beyond me. Even though the fence is leaning it's still a good 5-6 foot drop or higher. I had let the dogs out after a day running errands, and when I went to let them back in they all came back but Cooper. I freaked out. I knew he was over the fence (I had seen him standing up there the night before) and knew there was a Pit Bull on the other side. Luckily he was okay and he and the neighbor's dog were getting along really well. Misty went over to the neighbors front door and I stayed by the fence to make sure Cooper was okay. Our neighbor came out back laughing and told us that they call Cooper "squirrel" because they always see his little head looking over the fence like a little squirrel. So now we have to fix the fence and can't leave the dogs out back by themselves. Isn't that lovely?? lol Hopefully that will be taken care of in the next few days.

Oh, and never in my life would I ever think I'd say this, but my mom has become a prime time TV junkie. Part couch potato, part Martha Stewart and part Candace Olsen (HGTV's Divine Design). To set this up, my ENTIRE life my mom has worked AROUND the clock owning her own (very successful) dance studio and gym. Then she retired, turned the studio/gym into a rent hall and to keep from getting bored, works as a "receptionist" at a plant in Louisiana. I put receptionist in quotes because that's her job title, but it's NOT what she does. She should be making about 5 times more than she does for what she does. That's another post though. Anyway, so my parents are now remodeling their house (right now they are putting a new roof on it) and selling everything to buy a mansion in Mississippi along with 50 acre's of land. They'd like to just sell the gym (commercial properties near the Baton Rouge area are in HIGH demand because of Katrina) and move and then have both houses to do what they want with. That's also another post. Anyway, so now after she works her normal 8 hour job and does as much work on the roof (with my dad) as she possibly can until it gets dark, she sits in front of the TV for the first time in her life. It's so cute. I'll be on the phone with her and she's like, "Oh, CSI is on so I need to go." Or "I'll help you figure this (computer) program out but we have to be done by 9 so I can watch Numbers." And don't even get her started on HGTV. Ok, well, I'm a lot like her in that respect. lol I love me some HGTV. It's just all so weird though. I never thought my mom would have a clue about anything I said to her about TV. She completely missed the eighties and nineties and now I guess she has the right to the new millennium. Right? :)

I didn't mean for this to be so long. Sorry. Maybe if I wrote more often the posts wouldn't be so damn loooong. lol Hope everyone is well. Take care!

Gina