I ventured out on a Tuesday night. I try to avoid going out on a "school" night, however this was something I just couldn't pass up. It was a reunion show for Royal Fingerbowl, as well as a birthday celebration for Matt Perrine, sousaphone/bass player legend. The show took place at One Eyed Jacks, a venue I have been to a few times and have loved every time. Last night was no exception. The guys actually started at 10, something that is virtually unheard of. I was sitting up on the small balcony with Matt's mom and Elyse and at first we didn't think that many people were going to show up. When the band started there weren't that many people there. Within minutes however the room was packed. For a band that hasn't played in a long time, they sounded so amazing. I can't convey the sound that they produced last night. It was killin. Alex McMurray is a terrific songwriter and amazingly wonderful guitar player and he just threw down last night. They played a lot of the Royal Fingerbowl catalog as well as a few other tunes. I do have to say I was most surprised when they played "Like a Virgin" Seriously haven't lived until you have heard Royal Fingerbowl's version. There was cake and champagne for the birthday boy during the break which lasted only 15 minutes. Again something unheard of. A short set break? shocking. I don't know if they will get together again, even if they don't you should check out some of their music!

Yesterday it was silliness and fun. Today I bring you babies and kittens. My friend Amy called me yesterday afternoon and told me that the person that had agreed to watch three 6 week old kittens had backed out and would I mind doing it? She tempted me with the use of her car as well, which really the kittens were the winners there. She brought them over last night and they are just too adorable. One is all white with big blue eyes, another has brownish/grayish coat with black stripes and gray eyes and the other one, well I would say almost a putty color with blue eyes. Two boys, one girl. They are still being fed via syringe. Actually only two are. The white one marched right up to the bowl of milk and drank his fill that way. Then he ran off too play as the other two climbed on me for the syringe. I will be watching them for a week. Liza Jane (my cat) hates me right now and the other two seem fine. OH I also start house/dog sitting on Saturday for someone else. Maybe I just need to make a career out of this?

On to the baby part. This month my beautiful niece is making her way here to NOLA for a visit. In about two weeks and a few days. I hear she is taking swim lessons already, just over a year old and it looks like she maybe a water baby.

She is looking so much like my sister in this pic!! It is crazy, I can't wait to see her again (of course my sister and BIL as well) I just hope Aubrey doesn't cry when she sees me!!

Okay this picture is way better than the last one...here is a bit of who we are viewing as well as where why and what not. I realized that not everyone who reads this knows who was in the last picture. To me that is inconceivable! Well not really, but you get the drift. Today's picture once again features Mr. Mark Mullins of Bonerama (electric trombone god) as well as Mr. Eric Bolivar of Bonerama (drummer god). This shot was taken during the break of the AASECT Masquerade Ball. In simpler terms Bonerama played a sex ball. Okay it was a convention for Sex Educators but my small mind likes to call it the Sex Ball. I found it highly amusing that both of them had their iphones out and were busy doing whatever they were doing...quite possibly watching porn, watching Richard Simmons on You Tube. Checking emails...what have you. Addiction much? Like I am one to talk. This one is screaming out for captioning however and I am opening up the blog doors to allow it to happen. Hopefully I will still be the local Merch Goddess after this...

Seriously needs to have something good....

So far all I have is:
"Yeah I wore the Blazer, what about it??"

Last night I went and had some dinner at my lovely friend's house before they jet set off to another place for the summer. A lot of my friends are/will be out of town for the summer. That is just what some people do here in New Orleans. They get out of town to try to beat the heat, go where the gigs are, just get out. It really does quiet down here so the need for the musicians to leave is great. They do have to make money somehow! My housemate has been gone for all of June, she will be back in the next few weeks. My Bonerama boys are here right now, but will be on the road most of the summer, Pfister Sisters are in Ascona then Berlin, Leroy and Katja are heading to Finland, Grace is visiting family for a month, Roger and Elyse are hitting the West Coast for about a week, there is so many more going. I have realized that I have not left the city of New Orleans since last July. I haven't really had a longing to go anywhere. Yes it would have been nice to go to Phoenix for Christmas, but other than that? Pretty content where I am for now. Not to say I would pass up a free trip to Europe, or some sandy beach somewhere!! I do have a few people coming to visit. Lisa, Scott and my beautiful niece Aubrey will be here in about 3 short weeks. I can't wait to see them. Of course the Mulvey's will make their yearly summer pilgrimage. I can't wait to sit by the pool and just visit and have possibly a famous Bloody Mary!! Anyone have any big summer travel plans?

I have had the hardest time waking up the past few mornings. I go though a whole bunch of excuses in my head as soon as the alarm goes off. The usual, most you are probably familiar with. Starting with:
"just five more minutes"
"if I don't shower, I can sleep 5 more minutes"
"I am not feeling well, wonder if I can call in sick"
to "I just don't want to be awake yet!"
All week long it has been like this. Yet I drag myself out of bed, pull myself together and head out the door to work. This morning it was an even later start to the day, and as I a packing up the backpack I threw in my lunch and think that I will just grab a granola bar from the HR office for breakfast. See she has a stash of snacks for people. I leave my purse at home because it is too much to fit in the backpack, just grabbing my DL in case something happens.

Once I am all settled in for the day, I realize that yes I am hungry so over to HR I go. She isn't here today. Okay that is fine, we will have a pop tart from the vending machine. Then it hits me. The wallet is at HOME, in the purse. No change. I am on my 2nd V8 wondering why the vegetable juice isn't feeling me up! Day dreaming about my lunch in the fridge. I think it is going to be a long morning. I knew I should have grabbed the left over waffles from last night! (yum breakfast for dinner!!)

Crap, maybe writing about this wasn't a good idea, I am more hungry than ever.