I think Tommy London likes me! |
Tommy Mokas, lead guitarist from The Dirty Pearls. |
We recently celebrated Ma's 56th birthday and let me tell you, cooking for twelve people takes some planning. It was wonderful - my uncle Anthony and two of his kids were in town, Aunt Mare and Uncle Bob, Ma's best friend and her husband, my brother and his family, Ma and myself all enjoyed the three pounds of lobster macaroni and cheese I labored over. Damn was it good. I can chalk that dinner up to another culinary success.
My monthly free styling has dwindled because life has become nonstop go, go, go. I'm going to make a conscious effort to remedy that though. I read somewhere that if you want to be a writer, then write everyday. It doesn't matter if it's two sentences or two hundred. Now when something brilliant comes to me I'm typically cruising down the highway on my way to some town a hundred miles away. The Notes app on my new iPhone is coming in handy. Plus I've been splitting my time between home and Parkesburg and I don't always bring my laptop with me.
Now it's time to go get dressed, Jay and I are going to see Mr. Greengenes play up in Aston. Apparently we've begun following them on the last leg of their career as one of the greatest local cover bands. (Although I really wish I was in Chicago right now gearing up for The Last Vegas's album release party at the Double Door. But I guess I can't do everything.) *Kisses*
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