Mundane

Here we go, post number two.

Happy belated Fourth of July folks.

As murphy's law would have it, I would be scheduled to work Friday the ninth, which is a gig date for the band. So even though independence day is not my holiday, I traded with someone so I could get the ninth off, that's how dedicated I am. And what the heck, it's time and a half, who couldn't use the extra money these days?

My second day back at work was much like the first. Long, hard on my foot, but ultimately satisfying. The people I work with are typically pretty cool, not all of them of course, but most. I enjoy working mostly, simply because I like feeling as if I earned my money, and I don't feel as if my job is ridiculous. People depend on me to get people registered and get that information correct, makes me feel useful. It's satisfying.

Trevor and I enjoyed a good dinner last night. I actually cooked. We tend to get rather romantic with one another when one of us cooks. I made tilapia with garlic and lemon, sprinkled with bread crumbs, baked. It wasn't half bad, which is saying something when it comes to my cooking. Trevor is the chef in this relationship, and I'm not afraid to admit it. We even got extra special with some wine and cheesecake (which I certainly didn't make)

Afterwards, we played some music. He taught me the new song he wrote, and it sounds pretty awesome. We'll probably debut it at the gig on Friday. It was nice to play with just him and I, kind of like the old days, before there was a band and it was just us.

Jared was MIA, wedding in Chicago, but he's back now, already sleeping so I'm assuming he had a good time.

I've gotten to chat with A.C. a few times on skype, which is fantastic. I miss her desperately and I think she's a little homesick, but in the end she's having a blast and I am envious. I keep telling myself she'll be home soon enough but it doesn't stop me from missing her. She's supposed to be blogging but I have yet to see it, I plan on bothering her about it later. To be honest, I'm pleasantly surprised with the frequency we get to chat on Skype.

I started reading 'One for the Money." It's hilarious, enough said.

It's still quiet around here, which leads me to boredom. The kittens are playing beneath my feet (did I mention my cat Alice gave birth to four of the little monsters?) and are noisy, and there's fireworks STILL going on outside, but that's it. The house is quiet, and I'm starting to lose it. I should probably be writing (not the blog) but eh, just don't feel like it, and I don't think you should push when it comes to creativity.

Trevor and I will probably watch a movie, horror of course. Then we have a full band practice early in the morning, one of three before the gig. I'm excited, the drummer we're playing with is beyond fantastic, so it should be a blast.

No True Blood tonight, such a disapointment.

Well, since my life is boring watching paint dry, I'm signing out.

Peace,

C-Dubs.

So I play in band...

...and decided I'd try blogging about it.

See, I am a pretty normal 20 year old female. Received above average grades in high school, tended to lean more towards the arts than the sciences, and I've always enjoyed to read.

Then I graduated, and that is where my life deviated from about 70 percent of average american teenagers.

Instead of going to college as planned, I decided to play in a rock band instead. Now, there's several reasons for this that I'm sure I'll one day touch on (not least of which are my love for music, the music scene, and the people who make the music) but ultimately that's not important, because it is what it is.

This blog is the product of a conversation with my uncle, who commented off-hand that my daily life sounded a bit like a sitcom. Maybe it does, maybe it doesn't. I am as I said a 20 year old girl, who just happens to play in a rock band, lives with said band and has few female friends. I work with my mother at a hospital and the boys in the band aren't very good at cleaning house. I have two close female friends, one of which is a photographer who lives with us and finds herself occasionally caught up in band drama (of which there is never a shortage of) and the other is about to graduate with a teaching degree and is currently in Spain for the next several weeks. I'm not exactly sure if this is the making of a sitcom, but it is what it is, and I know that I find my life entertaining.

So I figured I'd share my adventures (or misadventures) for any who might be interested or who want to laugh at me. My mother thinks I'm hilarious, but then again maybe she feels obligated to laugh. At the end of the day, I'd personally like a record of things, so either way, I feel the blog will be a good thing. Maybe even a stress reliever?

Here's the main cast of characters in my life
Trevor- guitarist/singer and also my boyfriend
Jared - bass player and awesome friend
Kevin - currently far far away on an extended vacation, original drummer but most does promotional work for us now, lives in the basement in what I affectionately call his "Cave."
John- just moved out to pursue the army, but did promotional work for us while he was here
A.C.- 1/2 of my best female friends. She's in Spain now to immerse herself in the language she's been learning and culture.
Dest- the other half of my best female friends, she's pursuing a degree in photography and currently has a summer job, she lives with us, A.C. does not.


What's happening right now you ask?

-I go back to work today after six weeks off due to medical leave. I had bunion surgery.
-The band has a gig next Friday at a cool venue downtown, the highlight of which will surely be our new cover, Hysteria by Muse.
-Trevor seems to be serious about running on the treadmill (this may be of little interest to most, but I'm proud of him and happy to see the treadmill being used by other then myself)
-My cat had kittens several weeks ago (four of them) and they have now figured out how to climb over the cardboard barrier I constructed in the doorway to my office (where I've been housing them.) Our bassist Jared hates cats and refuses to touch them. I am secretly excited at this development.
-I unloaded the dishwasher because my attempt at reverse psychology failed.

And that's what is happening now.

The house is much quieter then I am used to. Dest has been gone for a month working her summer job, and isn't due back until mid August. A.C. doesn't live with us, but she's around a lot, and now she is in Spain for the next month and a half. Kevin is out of state working and no one knows when he'll be back. Last but not least, John is all moved out (I have turned his old room into my office/kitty nursery.) As far as today goes, Jared is with a buddy riding their motorcycles (Of which I got the chance to partake in last night for the first time, awesome) and I can hear Trevor playing his guitar from somewhere in our house.

It's almost TOO calm. But I'll take it when I can get it. I will draw, drink coffee, bribe Trevor to drive me to work and have a good first night back.

And I think that's enough for a first post.

~C-Dubs

P.S. For those that are interested, you can listen our band, JuxTApose, here: www.myspace.com/trevoratkinson1