Happy...

...Birthday, Dear Blog! I can't believe it's already been a year! 

Celebrate!

If I Were...

If I were a smoker on a day like today I would have inhaled a pack and a half on my lunch.

If I were an alcoholic on a day like today I would have sidled up next to a bottle of Jack--forget the Coke-- right as I walked in the door.

If I were a compulsive buyer on a day like today I would have maxed out my credite card.

If I had a gambling problem on a day like today I would have hopped a plane to Vegas and let the dice fly.

If I had an obsessive complusion disorder on a day like today I would have come home and organized my bookshelf by author and genre, and my clothing by color. (Though if I were OCD those things would already have been done huh?)

As it stands I bought the only thing I could think of to comfort me:

Sadly while typing this blog I reazlied this makes me a something: a stress eater!

I'd like to thank the Maniacal Mother who makes my life hell on a daily basis, the corrupt healthcare system in America, and all the companies out there charging me monthly bills for their services... you just made my gain a pound or two.

Glen Yoder and the Night Fire

Ham Days. Ham Days. Man I love Kentucky!

Last night Glen Yoder and the Nightfire (being Dusty, Sam, and Matt) kicked butts and took names during Battle of the Bands.

Other bands included such rock 'n' roll greatness as:

• Resin 8 (with their hit single, Resonation... clever huh?)
• Chasing Layne (do yourself a favor and click here... but be prepared!)
• Twelve 43 (guitars were out of tune... pull the plug!)
• The Jack Thomas Band (John Mayer covers)
• Downpoint (not even memorable enough to merit a little commentary here)

With the exception of The Jack Thomas Band, the rest were shredder, Warlock playing, distortion pedal toting, lame-a$$ metal!

A Vineyard goer put it best when he said:

"Glen Yoder and the Night Fire-battle of the bands winners: this makes me happy because a band composed of folks from the worship ministry at the Vineyard went out and kicked secular metal in the head, and did it on their own stage- I love it."

And the best part is, now d. and I can pay rent! Being married to a musician (albeit not a full-time musician) does have its perks. And I love, love, love seeing the Lord provide for us through a competition sponsored by Miller Lite. 

(take that Lifeway!) :)

All I Want For Christmas Is...

... a Dyson Ball!

However, Dusty made a good point today: someday (ah that proverbial someday!) we'll be able to buy a vacuum cleaner without it being a Christmas present. Because really, who gets a vacuum for Christmas anyways?

Until that someday I'll just stick to my Bissell.

Call the Po Po!

Dusty and I went out to the grandparent's house this evening to drop off some yard sale stuff. 

We got out of our cars and heard... the most terrible, juvenile shredding guitars I've ever witnessed in my life. 

Apparently these kids have only learned three chords so far, and they felt the need to crank up the amps, open the garage doors, and have at it.

We walked up the steps and my grandma has phone in hand and says, "I'm callin' the police!"

She calls, voices her complaints, which I'm sad to say sounded like an old lady, and hangs up, satisfied.

We herded into the kitchen to make some dinner and discovered we had the perfect spot to watch the action go down: right out the kitchen window!

Long story short, the deputy shows up, literally sneaks into the garage and cuts the kids off in mid-chord #2 of the three chord repituare. They stick their arms out in an, "I didn't do nuthin'" kind of way and eventually lower the garage door.

I've never seen a more satisfied face in my life than that of my grandmother easing into her chair to watch tv this evening. 

 She called the law and the law won.

Newlywed Snapshot

It is 9:58 pm. Dusty and I are in our pajamas.

I'm searching Indian art online.

He's watching/ making fun of America's Got Talent. (Jerry Springer is the host? Seriously?)

When did my life take such a turn?

Perhaps it was 5.17.08?

Yard Sale!

For the ten people that actually read this blog...

I'm having a yard sale this weekend at my grandparent's house on Saturday. Saturday ONLY. Starts at 8 am but if you're an early bird, I'll be ready for you!

If you need directions to my grandparent's house, message me or call. 

Come buy something and help us move to Vine Grove!

out,

e.