Winding down...
Well, I didn't get to spend a fun weekend in Hotlanta, but Decatur-land was okay this weekend. I'm glad the crew had fun there, though... So I didn't get to see some guy puking in a parking lot, but puking's a regular event at my house lately (the whole "Stacey's pregnant" thing).
Spent Friday night doing a lot of zilch...nada...nothin'. Actually, it was quite nice to just veg out and watch some TV with Stacey for a change. Saturday was spent doing yard work - hopefully the last of the season.
Today was the best day of the weekend, though. The 'alternate' band this morning (Kerry, Steven, Philip, Jack, and myself) worked out very well. I had a lot of fun changing that up this week. Kerry and Jack definitely want to get in on the rotation, so I've got to make that happen now. Even Philip commented that he would play anytime. I'm glad the music went well, because we had a record crowd of 83 people this morning.
Also, Eric's work on the sound board paid off, since the feedback was nothing but positive. Though, it was funny to see the guys back there act all surprised about our commenting that the mains get turned down every week and we lose control over individual instruments/vocals.
This evening, small group still met...and it was a surprisingly 'big' crowd, given the fact that 4 of the guys were out of commission b/c of their busy weekend. Kerry, his wife, his mother-in-law...Kim, David (don't know his last name), Eli...and the -shudder- kids. Wound up grilling burgers and steaks, then playing lots of XBOX and GameCube games on the 'revitalized' plasma TV.
That's it. No cataclysmic-level of excitement to report. But, a weekend of issue-free fun is worth blogging about...
Random thoughts...
-Atlanta's cool and all if you haven't lived there. But live there most of your life, you just want to leave. Too big. Way too big. Too much traffic. If my parents didn't live there, I doubt I'd go back for anything. Well, who knows...if it was the right thing. There IS, after all, a lot more to do there. As opposed to here...where everything closes around 9:00...even on weekends. Well, Taco Bell is open...but that does NOT count...
-The hormones that affect women during pregnancy are horrible to deal with. Still, I'm glad I'm not alone. I hear Sean in B'ham and Jonathan C. here are both 'adjusting' to life - like I am - with their respective wife-of-Job clones who are standing in for the normal, non-moody, loving spouses they married. Somebody...help...us...
-Mmm...Jim-n-Nicks.
-Ever notice that if the "s*** hits the fan," and that fan continues to spin, it fills the whole room with fecal odor. Somebody turn off the fan. Then wash it before it's turned back on. Please. Besides...it's not good for the motor.
KEY PHRASES: "He wouldn't know good chicken fingers if they reached out and tickled him." "Yes, apparently, it's strong enough for a man, made for a woman...guess he missed the second half of that line before buying it for himself." "Dad, put the game down so we can go home." (what Kerry's daughter said to him tonight...usually, it's the parents saying the "let's go" thing).
Spent Friday night doing a lot of zilch...nada...nothin'. Actually, it was quite nice to just veg out and watch some TV with Stacey for a change. Saturday was spent doing yard work - hopefully the last of the season.
Today was the best day of the weekend, though. The 'alternate' band this morning (Kerry, Steven, Philip, Jack, and myself) worked out very well. I had a lot of fun changing that up this week. Kerry and Jack definitely want to get in on the rotation, so I've got to make that happen now. Even Philip commented that he would play anytime. I'm glad the music went well, because we had a record crowd of 83 people this morning.
Also, Eric's work on the sound board paid off, since the feedback was nothing but positive. Though, it was funny to see the guys back there act all surprised about our commenting that the mains get turned down every week and we lose control over individual instruments/vocals.
This evening, small group still met...and it was a surprisingly 'big' crowd, given the fact that 4 of the guys were out of commission b/c of their busy weekend. Kerry, his wife, his mother-in-law...Kim, David (don't know his last name), Eli...and the -shudder- kids. Wound up grilling burgers and steaks, then playing lots of XBOX and GameCube games on the 'revitalized' plasma TV.
That's it. No cataclysmic-level of excitement to report. But, a weekend of issue-free fun is worth blogging about...
Random thoughts...
-Atlanta's cool and all if you haven't lived there. But live there most of your life, you just want to leave. Too big. Way too big. Too much traffic. If my parents didn't live there, I doubt I'd go back for anything. Well, who knows...if it was the right thing. There IS, after all, a lot more to do there. As opposed to here...where everything closes around 9:00...even on weekends. Well, Taco Bell is open...but that does NOT count...
-The hormones that affect women during pregnancy are horrible to deal with. Still, I'm glad I'm not alone. I hear Sean in B'ham and Jonathan C. here are both 'adjusting' to life - like I am - with their respective wife-of-Job clones who are standing in for the normal, non-moody, loving spouses they married. Somebody...help...us...
-Mmm...Jim-n-Nicks.
-Ever notice that if the "s*** hits the fan," and that fan continues to spin, it fills the whole room with fecal odor. Somebody turn off the fan. Then wash it before it's turned back on. Please. Besides...it's not good for the motor.
KEY PHRASES: "He wouldn't know good chicken fingers if they reached out and tickled him." "Yes, apparently, it's strong enough for a man, made for a woman...guess he missed the second half of that line before buying it for himself." "Dad, put the game down so we can go home." (what Kerry's daughter said to him tonight...usually, it's the parents saying the "let's go" thing).
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