To Rock Or Not To Rock...That Is The Question!

One of my favorite pastimes is singing! I love it! Give me a good tune be it via the radio, karaoke, or a live band and I'll be singing along!!! It just makes me feel good.

My husband is musically inclined. He can pick up most instruments and figure out how to use them and not to badly at that. He's been a drummer for 30+ years. Ayup...he's one of those people! (Laura turns green with envy) Though I can sing I can't play a single instrument. I've tried and failed miserably.

Well, anyway, the point of this is that I have a decision to make. My hubby and I have tried a few times to put a band together with me singing...we are even trying yet again at this very moment and due to one problem or another it just hasn't worked out. I was handed an opportunity to try out with a different band. I'm just not sure what to do about it.

You see I'm not what you would expect of your average lead singer of a band. Lead singers aren't average people. They (or they seem to me anyway) are outgoing, confident and gifted people. In my case I can sing fairly well and on the outside I appear confident enough, but on the inside I'm a quaking bowl of jello. I FEAR performing in public. Once I get past the first song I'm usually alright, but before during and after that first my knees and hands shake, my heart races and I feel like I could fall on my face. It's terrifying!!!

I wonder also, if I try this on my own without my hubby there as a fall back if I could over come my fear...if part of my fear has to do with disappointing him and at the same time I wonder if doing this on my own would be disloyal to him.

Well, there's alot to think about...more later...
Laura

An ending and a beginning....

This is the start of a new school year and will probably be a rough one for me as a parent. As you know I have 4 lovely daughters. My oldest is 17 and finishing her highschool career this year. I'm already feeling the strain of letting go. My youngest is 4 soon to be 5 years old and starting preschool which is a new experience for both of us. None of her siblings started school before kindergarden. It is so hard to let go no matter the age.

This has been a summer to remember. Alot of fun with all my girls and some sorrow as well. We lost my grandmother, Maybelle Hester, just this past month. She was 81years old. A wonderful down to earth mother, grandmother, great-grandmother and so much more! She was all things to all that knew her and I will miss her so much! I love you grandma!

I will be around a bit more to share my thoughts after this school year gets underway.
More later,
Laura

Nobody's Business..........................................

As I have previously mentioned I am something of a "Jill of All Trades"...I've worked since I was 18. I've explored so many career options...I've forgotten more than I remember....hehehe

Currently I tend bar at a local place 2 0r 3 nights a week. It is amazing to me the number of people who live to butt their noses into everybody elses business and or shove their business under everybodies' noses...are you following me here? OOOOOooooooo, the DRAMA!!!

Not going into details that would break the bartender /um...? customer confidentiallity clause...
but, people should just mind their own back yards!!!
If we all would just try harder to make our own happiness rather than climbing mountains of others suffering in an effort to feel superior...The world would be a much happier place.

Why does age matter..........

Tonight I saw a wonderful couple...he was in his late 30's and she was considerably older. A Summer / Autumn relationship most definitely. They were so cute together. You could tell that they had only been dating for a short time and that they really enjoyed one another. You would think that the pleasure that they obviously found in one another would be all that mattered, but unfortunately like many other women in the world she was conditioned into thinking that he was to young for her. Why is it ok for a 45 year old man to date a woman 20 years his junior, but it's not ok for a woman to do the same. Don't get me wrong....if you are a minor....age does matter! If you are two consenting adults what's the big deal?!!!! I just don't get it! It shouldn't be their age, but who they are inside that matters. You only live once!!! So live!!!!

Necrophobia....The fear of dead things.........

Why do I have such an aversion to "DEAD THINGS"?!!!!! Eeeeuuuuw........

While mowing my "postage stamp" as Lorrie would call my tiny patch of heaven....I almost ran over a.....(gulp) dead bird!!!! Eeeeuuuuuw! I can barely look at something dead and it makes my stomache turn into a lump. I do not feel sick like I'm going to pay homage to the porcelain gods...it just makes me freeze up and want to look away and ignore it's lifeless presence.

SOooooo before the kids notice what I'm up to...they are playing about 5 feet away from the deceased pile of feathers.....I grab a shovel and scoop it up. Trying to ignore the fact that I am carrying a shovel foul of dead bird....I walk to the dumpster. I look at the shovel about half way across the street...(shudder)....ayup....it's still there and still dead. I make it to the dumpster...the last resting place of unwanted belongings, trash and dead birds. I swing the shovel over the lip and with a twist of my hands release the bird to it's last flight. With a small thump I hear it land at it's last layover before heading to the local landfill tomorrow morning.

In the beginning....

This is my first post at my very first blog. Ayup...that's right I'm a newb to this whole blogging business...hehehehe...

Where to begin, ah yes the beginning is always the best place to start!!! I was born in a small town in Eastern Ohio. And I wasn't alone...in most instances they do break the mold...In my case...there had to be someone to balance me out...hehehehe...so there is Lorrie. The yin to my yang ...the black to the white and somewhere in between are shades of gray.

Present day....(40 years later)

I'm a mother, wife, bartender, artist, band groupie/roadie, singer, karoake addict, and sometimes just plain exhausted...and much much more. Sound like an infommertial yet? Hahahaha...this is just a small bit of my crazy life!!!! When I slide into my grave I will be worn out and wasted!!!

My oldest daughter says that I'm a "Hippie Freak". Don't listen to her...she doesn't fall far from the tree! My 2nd child, a Christmas Elf, with long red hair and freckles doesn't understand me when I tell her,"Life is not fair...get used to it!" My younger daughters, to small to have been ruined by the world, look at me with so much trust and love. They are my girls, my 4 beautiful daughters, the joy of my life...the most important people in my world!!!

Keep in mind we all start out with illusions of grandure....we all want to be "The Brady Bunch", but we end up as "The Simpsons"

Well enough of my aimless wandering tonight...I'll return soon with another peek into my world!