Well. It's happened. I'm bored. I've only been out a week and I'm bored. I remember my young women's leader would always say, only boring people get bored. Hence, a new game plan! I decided on a few goals for this summer! 1. Get a job. 2. Exercise every day. 3. Read the BOM everyday. 4. Write everyday. So far, I'm doing pretty good! It is only day one though, so I better keep this up. I went for a bike ride this morning! Man, I am out of shape! And I've grown a couple inches since the last time I rode my bike. Which was like. . . Ok too long ago to remember. It took me an hour and a half just to get out the door! I had to get my bike down from the ceiling, attempt to fill up the tires with air, look around the garage for the little thingy that goes on the air compressor, call my dad when I can't find it, fill up the tires, try to figure out why the little screwy thing won't go back on, charge my iPod, and try to find one of those little back pack things because my bike doesn't have a water bottle holder.
I made it out though! When I finally did, I realized how out of shape I am. I only rode two miles today. It was my first day though. They're setting up our annual city festival where I was riding, so I had to be on the look out for trucks, golf carts, and really huge hoses that I felt bad riding over. I hope that the fair doesn't get cancelled this year like it did last year! Sammy's never been and I can't wait to show him what it means to live here! Plus, they have the best french fries there, in. The. World. They're all crispy and I looove crispy fries! We'll probably end up spending most of the day watching the bands, that's my dad's favorite part.
The jam session's tomorrow. The jam session is a thing a guy in my ward sets up every year, where you can come and get into a 'band' where theres a guitar player and drummer who know two songs and then teach everyone else how to play them. Then at the end of the night, all the 'bands' get on stage and play for everyone else. It's a really cool experience and something I love being a part of. My dad and I usually run a group and it's been really fun. Also, the band I was in for a little bit, we met at a jam session! Plus, it's a way to show that you don't have to do drugs and such to play rock and roll.
I'm a little nervous because after four years they FINALLY changed the songs that we're going to play, and I haven't practiced yet, and if I haven't practiced yet how am I supposed to help teach little kids how to drum? Usually I end up just showing em when to play a cowbell or tambourine because you can't have two people playing the drum set at the same time. That's a huge no no. The drummer gets to pick the tempo, and has to keep the rest of the instruments in line. If there's two drummers and they aren't completely in sync. . . Bad things happen. Plus, I'm a pretty good drummer but not good enough to tune out someone playing horribly wrong. I hope it all works out. And that my dad doesn't throw out his back lifting heavy equipment again. He seems to always do that but he loves the rock and roll so much, he can't seem to help himself.
It'll all work out though. It always does. :)
I made it out though! When I finally did, I realized how out of shape I am. I only rode two miles today. It was my first day though. They're setting up our annual city festival where I was riding, so I had to be on the look out for trucks, golf carts, and really huge hoses that I felt bad riding over. I hope that the fair doesn't get cancelled this year like it did last year! Sammy's never been and I can't wait to show him what it means to live here! Plus, they have the best french fries there, in. The. World. They're all crispy and I looove crispy fries! We'll probably end up spending most of the day watching the bands, that's my dad's favorite part.
The jam session's tomorrow. The jam session is a thing a guy in my ward sets up every year, where you can come and get into a 'band' where theres a guitar player and drummer who know two songs and then teach everyone else how to play them. Then at the end of the night, all the 'bands' get on stage and play for everyone else. It's a really cool experience and something I love being a part of. My dad and I usually run a group and it's been really fun. Also, the band I was in for a little bit, we met at a jam session! Plus, it's a way to show that you don't have to do drugs and such to play rock and roll.
I'm a little nervous because after four years they FINALLY changed the songs that we're going to play, and I haven't practiced yet, and if I haven't practiced yet how am I supposed to help teach little kids how to drum? Usually I end up just showing em when to play a cowbell or tambourine because you can't have two people playing the drum set at the same time. That's a huge no no. The drummer gets to pick the tempo, and has to keep the rest of the instruments in line. If there's two drummers and they aren't completely in sync. . . Bad things happen. Plus, I'm a pretty good drummer but not good enough to tune out someone playing horribly wrong. I hope it all works out. And that my dad doesn't throw out his back lifting heavy equipment again. He seems to always do that but he loves the rock and roll so much, he can't seem to help himself.
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