Yesterday was weird. Totally off. Nothing exceptional, just off. Everything felt like it was the Twilight Zone. I was waiting for the truly weird part, and not just the expectation of the weird.

This morning has been medicine cabinet hijacking and chalk princesses. A failed attempt to get my guitar's strings put on, because Little Bit fell asleep on the way over, and my priorities shifted. Guess it will wait until tomorrow. Eating out because I thought we were going to get the guitar repaired, and regretting it when I got home because I could've just eaten here, and skipped the burger coma.

Ppppfffff.

I think it is another off day. Not as bad as yesterday, but probably not as good as tomorrow.

Crazy Me

So I'm in official countdown mode. In 9 days, 21 hours and 53 minutes, I will be giving my first recital as a teacher. I don't know whether to laugh or cry.

I know my students will do just fine, and if they don't it's just a recital anyway, but I still worry. I know that things will work out and keyboard, sound, accompanist, and everything else will fall into place, but I still worry.

I am excited for everyone to see the students, though. Some of my friends will be there, some of the band directors of my students, and of course the families of the students. And my MOM, which is so beyond cool. I'm probably expecting about 50 people, which is great.

So, I might not be much fun to talk to over the next couple of weeks, unless you particularly like talking about what a pain recitals are to put together.

Oh, except I've got an idea for our next girls' night. I want us all to go and get henna tattoos. Because our moms won't kill us for that one. So if you're up for it, I'll post when we decide to do it and whoever wants to come is welcome.

Oh, and Eli decided to MacGuyver open the cabinet again tonight, and has been asleep since 4:00 because he OD'd on children's Benadryl. But it's okay, Gil at the Poison Control Center says he would've had to drink half the bottle for it to hurt him.

So it's been a quiet night.

Long Time No Post - or Something Similar

Ah, the moments we have to simply take a breath and realize that the impatiens in the front yard survived your absence...

Just got home last night. Long long looooonnng trip. Not days, just the amount of the days we spent in the car. Yesterday we left to come home around noon and didn't get in until almost eleven.

We took a trip to the northern part of the state to see the hubby's parents. We ate at Babe's, located at Cherry and 4th in downtown Sanger, where there is a funny little yard sign proclaiming Discount Goods and Crisis Center. I wish I was kidding.

On Saturday we left Texas to go to Oklahoma... my sister-in-law was graduating from OU with her Masters. Of course, as soon as we were across the border, I had to break out into song. You know which one. Bryan didn't find it very amusing, I don't think.

40 miles out of our destination we saw an exit for Wayne and Payne. Wow. Apparently Wayne lives west of 45 and Payne lives east. Remind me not to turn east.

Every single billboard mentioned that their location was an "Easy on and off." I thought this was just a little weird until I realized when we got into Oklahoma City that one road could have 5 names within the span of 3 minutes. I kid you not. Then it would be a great seller to make sure that the gas station you're going to was an easy-on-easy-off of Broadway/77 S/44 E/235 S/ 35 W.

And apparently their construction signs are made by the same people that do fortune cookies. One said, "Expect No Delays."

Thanks, 'cause I was really worried about that. I'm so glad you had a sign up to let me know that there was no construction ahead. So I can just concentrate on what name the road I'm on is using now. I'm thinking Sean Combs/Puff Daddy/P Diddy was a major contributor to the construction of these freeways.

And the van has been named.

Helen.

Is this the van that launched a thousand trips?

*snickers*

I think I'm just tired.

So I'm going to post one or two pics that have been delayed in posting, since I just now found my media reader. These are from my last night out with Steph before she had to go back to AZ. I was too busy to take other pics while she was here, and now I'm regretting it.



OK, maybe not. They're on my MySpace anyway until I figure out what's up with Flickr. I'm going to go drink some coffee before I pass out during my lessons tonight.

Travel

Note to southern Houstonites... if you want a good pita, go to the Pita Pit on 6 & Williams Trace. It's in the same building as the shoe hospital and the Smoothie King. They're awesome.

Leaving to day to commiserate (commemorate?... LOL) the graduation of my dearest sister-in-law from college. She's getting her Masters.

Thank GOD I have the van. Because the graduation is in Oklahoma. And we're driving there.

I'm going to go finish packing.

And if the accompanist doesn't call me back soon I'm going to pull out my hair.