Why I give thanks

I am so thankful that I have a husband that I love. And I have a husband loves me more than he loves himself. I hate to admit it, but I am already leagues ahead of many of those around me. Please don't miss understand me, it is not anything I have done. It is the God that I serve. He is great. And he chose to show how great he is through my life. I do not deserve it, I will never deserve it. And for that reason I want to give him glory. Because he, deserves it. 

Day off.

Just want to say that I think I worked a longer day on my day off than when I  go to "work"! I'm not asking for pity or anything, just blogging to pass the time until my feet stop hurting and I'll be back to being "off". I'm going on 12 hours of stuff around the house. Laundry gets done. Dishes never get done. Ever. I think I mostly washed dishes for 10 hours. You have a drink, eat a snack, then you have the dishes from making the snack, and wash the dish you ate the snack on. Then you start cooking food for the rest of the week and BAM before you know it you've washed the same cutting board 8 times.


Ok ok, I did a couple other things today. Practiced a few songs, went on a walk with my sister, weeded the garden, tended to the chickens a bit. Is weeded the past tense for weed? Could it be wode? I wode the garden today. Its a small garden still of lettuce and onion mostly. But it will grow, in more ways than one! I'm feeling pretty happy today, got a whole bunch of awesome surrounding me, ex: my husband, and bacon on the grill. And a back yard that pretty much makes food for me on a daily basis. As often as I focus on the bad stuff, I gotta say today was a good day and I thank God for it, and all the wonderful things in my life. Not that the day is over, no, I still have one more basket of laundry to fold, and a coffee table drowning in papers and trinkets to rescue. 

Me-yewsic.

So I currently have The Phantom of the Opera (original cast soundtrack) on repeat. I am learning that just because you can hit the notes Christine hits, doesn't mean you sound as good as her! Still, it's exciting to at least hit the note. On another note (lame pun intended) my neck is killing me. I have no idea why. Every muscle is completely tight and it feels like I lifted a truck relying solely on my neck. I didn't though. Ok...so I went ahead and announced that I would be playing at City Coffee. Dang...that means I actually have to do it...well I've been practicing today as much as my neck will allow. I would say the following sentence is a confession...but you probably already know it. I'm terrified!! Pushing the record button and singing into a microphone where I can stop, delete, and restart without any of you knowing it is much less stressful than preforming for you live. I really really want to do it, which is why I will. I'm just also going to be nervous out of my mind, and what you hear might end up sounding like crap because of that. Whelp, I guess we'll see- er, hear, won't we?

Tim McGraw

Much like the song, this post is not about Tim McGraw. Also like the song, this post is about music. I'm currently listening to some of my recordings. Sometimes I suck, but a lot of the time I like it. There, I said it. I like my music. I like my voice. I enjoy listening to it. I also enjoy listening to Jeremy Gemus, although like me, his voice sometimes sucks. I still think he sounds great, and I enjoy listening to his voice. Both of us need practice but we have a natural talent for music and singing. There, I said that too. So, I don't have as much free time (more so I don't have as much discipline) as I would like, but for now I'm going to continue practicing, recording, and posting. Hopefully so will my brother. Also, anyone else who wants to come over and record. #incompletesentenceandbadgrammar<3