Hey, if you were fake gay married, you could register for gifts!

Fake gifts, though.

My aunts had a shower when they bought a house, so that is totally a thing. Of course, they are actual gay, and did it because they thought they'd never get married and then they did get married, but anyway.

Bob Evans! Now I have "down on the farm..." in my head.

I totally worked on abilify before it was approved, so now I'm all proud whenever it's mentioned. Since it's the only thing I think I've worked on that made it to market...

Also medical pricing is crazy and I have too muchwork to do today and my computer is being slow and I also have a MAMMOGRAM to go to today because they called me Wednesday and had an appointment available TODAY. Goodness.

Snarl. I have a huge schedule that I need to submit to our client on Sunday. The lead project manager is off on a family emergency and the person who is covering isn't responding to my questions. She is very involved in the project and should know the answers. ANSWER ME!!!!!

The interior of that house is awesome. I don't think I've seen one of those built-in breakfast nook thingies like that before.

Since this is all happening in small-town Ohio, the odds of said dinner being at Bob Evans are high.

Livin' large Buckeye style! Well, at least your DH can speak in the only right and proper accent while he's there.

I have to finish this administrative stuff, but the studio keeps calling me! I just learned a really awesome piano part (Over the Rhine, Cinci peeps!) that I thought was really hard but turns out, no, just pretty. Man, musically this kind of thing just freaks me out. I swear I have utterly wasted all the intervening years from 10th grade when I learned all these skills until now when I decided to try to use them.

I actually think it's one of the things I bump up against in music education, where women are fine learning the skills and exercises, but then get conditioned against actually putting them in practice, playing "guys'" songs, and songwriting.

I remember this moment in my own guitar lessons as a kid, actually. First off, that my little shop was so shocked I wanted to take guitar lessons and would cut my fingernails to do so, that they commented on it every week. But then, once I'd basically passed through the method book, the teacher asked me what songs I wanted to learn. And I really wanted to learn James Taylor songs, because I loved him, and I could hear the parts really clearly. But I was too scared to ask for it, because I thought it was going to be too hard for me. And so I petered out, and basically spent the entire rest of the time I studied, treading water, and chatting with the teacher. And James Taylor stuff would have utterly appropriate for my skill level at the time. But I never knew it, because I never dared ask.

It's something I want to instill in my female musicians, to be able to push past that, and really play and write.

(Over the Rhine, Cinci peeps!)

Represent!

I really like Over the Rhine!

Aren't they fabulous? I want to be her when I grow up.

I heard them on a Starbucks mix CD that came with a Christmas gift from one of my authors years ago, and I ended up buying the album that was out at the time. She has a beautiful voice.

Wow, this afternoon is definitely going to require chocolate.