Me the Rock Star

Well guys, I have joined a band. I am a backup singer in my friend Janice's cover band, which performs mostly 80's and 90's songs, and a few more current ones. I think it will be really fun, even though I'm just a backup (I get to take lead in a few parts though, yay!). Maybe once we start playing, I'll create a section in my sidebar for where and when our next show will be. They want to start booking gigs in April. So, we'll see how everything turns out... I'm really excited about it though!

Coming Soon...

In the near future, I will be updating Open Seas from my new Mac G3!!

(I can already hear all of you in MacWorld saying, "Whoo HOO!!!!! A new Mac user!!!")

That's right, my wonderful brother is selling me his G3 since his recent purchase of a G4. I'm getting a pretty good deal and finally my very own personal computer. I really need to cut back on personal internet usage at work and my sister's computer is riddled with viruses and spyware, and I would just rather not worry about viruses and spyware. So we'll see how I do with a Mac. It'll take some getting used to, because I really haven't used a Mac since our old antique one that we had a long time ago (Craig, if you have a link for that one, send it to me.) :) But I'm REALLY looking forward to having my own computer,with my own space to save digital pictures and files and what-not, and I can do all my own internet surfing, and it'll be so great. I should be getting it in within the next couple of weeks. I'm very excited!!

Thanks again, Craig!! :)

Prayer Request

Everyone please keep my dad in your prayers today, as he undergoes shoulder surgery. He'll probably spend a couple weeks recovering. Thanks guys.

One More Day All On My Own

(The subject is a quote from Les Misérables, which I saw this weekend, and I also thought was fitting for Valentines Day today... Eponine's my GIRL!)

After six times, it still has yet to get old for me. I love Les Misérables. I love the spirituality inherent throughout the plot and its message of hope even in death at the end. It seems to me to be a very Catholic show, because it is the Bishop who saves Valjean in the beginning, and other images can be seen throughout, such as the sign of the cross and the nuns attending to Fantine in the hospital and again to Marius later in the play. That is probably just my interpretation of it, but that contributes to why it is such a meaningful show for me. Not to mention the actor who played Jean Valjean (Randal Keith) is one of the most talented out there... I *ALMOST* teared up while he was singing "Take Me Home" at the end of it. What a gorgeous voice. All the other actors were wonderful as well. Although I'm a bit spoiled having gotten to see the show in London and seeing Barry James play Thénardier (he's also the same guy on my CD recording of it). No other actor compares to him in that role, I think!

And like I said, Eponine's my girl. She practically represents the story of my (non) love-life. Which brings us to today: A plague on this holiday! And I know she'd say the same thing! Hee hee.

The rest of my weekend was good. Went dancing Friday night, saw Javier Mendoza Band on Saturday night (and I bought their latest album and had the whole band sign it. I'm such a groupie. Hee hee). Yesterday I watched the Grammys with a couple of friends and made dinner for them as well. I love playing hostess.

I gotta do better on this blog than just basically using it for "weekend updates"...

Red Lobster

Let me tell you all how wonderful Red Lobster is. Oh is it ever wonderful. Amazingly wonderful and wonderfully wonderful. As I sat there happily cracking snow crab legs, I almost felt myself get a high from the degree of wonderfulness emanating from it all. I could sing the praises of their biscuits too. Oh lovely biscuits. And there just might be a synonym for "heaven on a plate": bananas foster cheesecake. Yes, my night was complete. I was at peace with the universe and wanted to buy the world a plate of wonderful snow crab. With a lovely buttery biscuit on the side.

All thanks to my lovely friend Angie, who took me out in return for me writing her résumé. I feel guilty because I think I got the better end of the deal, so I told her I'd treat her in celebration when she gets a job. Maybe another happy night of crab will be in order.... :)

Craziness

Spent almost all weekend in Soulard for the Mardi Gras celebration. Thanks to Tracie for letting us crash at her place for the weekend, even though we totally trashed it and left her to clean it up. She probably didn't think very nice things of us on Sunday.

Right now I am too tired to even blog about it. Back at work and my mind feels like mush. Luckily I don't have much to do today. Buncha kickoffs.

I feel bad that I stole Joe's ring from his room. I mean, I even told him that I was stealing it, so maybe it's not that bad, but it's too big for me anyways and maybe he did care that I stole it. I'll return it next time I'm over there.

Another predictable Superbowl, ho-hum. My favorite commercials were the CareerBuilder ones. Yeah, monkeys might be cliché, but to watch monkeys screeching over a whoopie-cushion joke had me giggling like crazy.

Okay that's all I can muster... more later.

The Dregs of the Year

Remember a long time ago, when I was singing the praises of October and hailing it as my favorite month? Perhaps some of you asked, "Hm, if October is her favorite month, then I wonder what her least favorite is?" (Okay probably not, but indulge me here.) Well, here's your answer folks. That dismal, dreary, cold month that begins today. The first month of the year when there are no paid holidays at my work, beginning a long holiday drought until the very end of May. The month that contains the drippy, over-commercialized sapfest, Valentines Day (or Singles Awareness Day, as I like to call it). The month that reminds me that I am only half a year away from becoming another year older (my half birthday is Feb. 3). And it's the month that will bring a sharp reminder that after another year, I am still at the same job (my anniversary is Feb. 26). In fact, the only nice thing I can say about February is: it's short. I can hardly fault The Powers That Be for choosing to make February the shortest month of the year. "Well, we need to shave some extra days off of the calendar, should we just take off a few 31st's?" "Nah, let's take 'em all off that lousy stretch of misery between January and March. Nobody'll miss those days. We'll bring one of 'em back every four years in case there's someone somewhere that will, though..."

(Of course, none of the above applies to the lovely Linda who celebrates many happy days this month. Happy birthday and happy anniversary to you and Tim!)

But for me, just wake me when it's over... I bought chai last night and I'm gonna just curl up under some blankets with my nice warm mug and wait it out. ...or, I'll wish I could, at least... :)