Hmmmm…i’m an OLD groupie…

So far, i’m just kicking back and relaxing on my FOUR day weekend–YAY!!!    We have a new base commander who decided that since the base had met production (which i thing translates out to "we did good"), he’d build morale by giving everyone an EXTRA day off, along with Vetren’s Day.  I like that in a commander…

Only thing is, a girl like me could get used to this…

My big plans were to get the house put together.  We had the giantnormous yard sale last Sat where we sold nearly everything in j’s house.  It went great–we got rid of all of the big furniture except the water bed (which makes Jimmie happy, since he’s living there and now has room to walk).

But now…our place looks like a yard sale waiting to happen!  I’m a bit overwhelmed…and not sure where to start!  So, yesterday, i got the breakfast bar cleared off and took a nap…  I know, i know, all of this chaos is driving me crazy…but i’m a tired girl who needs her sleep!!

And j’s having a tough time with his pancreitis.  The pain woke him up early yesterday and has been off and on since then.  I hate that there’s nothing i can do about it.  I say my prayers and try to adjust (a.k.a. "deny").

But…he DID take me to see my most favoritest band last night, Rehab, a local band that i just know is gonna  break through and hit it big someday!  Check out their new CD, "Graffit the World", if you like what they call "sothern hip-hop".  I never though i’d get into it, but, obviously, i’m hooked!

There was a HUGE crowd!!  Even though i don’t like huge crowds, i thought it was awesome that so many folks showed up on a Thursday night for them.  I’m waiting for them to make it BIG so i can go to a concert hall to see them, instead of seedy bars where they start playing at midnight and folks with a bit of alcohol in them jump up and down to the music and throw their drink on you in the process.  Not really my scene…

But j felt good while we were there– i can tell these things even though we’re newlyweds.  We soooooo enjoyed the concert!!!  I’m a little hoarse this morning from playing a 16 year old groupie and screaming out the lyrics. J said we were the oldest foks there ( i didn’t pay it no never mind!).    We got home after 1:00 am and couldn’t remember the last time we were out so late!!

I tried to call Soph to let her hear her favorite songwhile while it was playing,  but stupid cell phone wouldn’t pick up a signal.  Probably just as well, since i know she had to get up early for work this morning.

Good times.  *sigh*

Now…if my sweetie will start feeling betterer…