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Dressing Up the Guitar

Quick: This guitar looks like the guitar of a famous rock-n-roller from the 80’s.

Who is it?

If you guessed Eddie Van Halen …… YAY! You ROCK my socks!

*high five*

Kevin’s band, Midnite Thunder, has a gig this weekend and the place they’re playing at is hosting an 80’s night. Which is perfect since Kevin’s band plays 80’s music. But Kevin had the bright idea of using his guitar as part of his costume. So, he grabbed some tape and started playing around keeping Eddie Van Halen’s guitar in mind.

And he ended up with the guitar you see pictured above.

Pretty cool, right? (He’s so creative).

Now if we could only find him a square-tipped tie and funky plastic glasses, he would be set.

(And speaking of the 80’s, I would have DIED for hair like this back then. The bigger and rattier, the better. Whatever. Don’t EVEN deny that’s not cool. Ha!)

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I Flipped My Hair Out Today

I was trying to get it to look like this chick’s hair.

But I think it still might be too short to really spike.

Here’s a side view – sort of.

I’m going to grow it out, but only just. I really like having shorter hair (even though my dad doesn’t. Seriously. He came to Dude’s graduation party, took one look at me and said, “Karen, what did you do to yourself??” HA!)

I like the spiky look. I sort of feel like I might be too old to sport the spike look but too bad too sad. It’s my hair.

Deal.

*grin*

(Also? My face is really not that much whiter than the rest of my body – it’s just that I am holding the camera too close to my face and the flash is washing my skin out. At least, that’s what I’m telling myself anyway).

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It’s a Sign

We’re getting ready to head out to the Bahamas, in case you didn’t know that, and Kevin found some old pictures of when he was there the first time.

(With his first wife. Surprised? It seems weird to think he was married before. He’s happier now, NATURALLY).

We’re on a mission to take another picture of him standing by this sign. In fact, Kevin did a little research and has already found the sign – we know exactly where to go to look for it. I just hope it’s still there. (The research/picture he found was a few years old).

Talk about complete circle! He went there with his first wife and he’s going back with his second (better – ha!) wife AND sons.

A few things about this picture:

1. Wow. Jazz looks SO MUCH like him it’s scary. Though I can see Dude’s face in his, too. (But seriously – Jazz could be his twin).

2. Look at those shortie shorts. SEXY. hahahahaha!!!

P.S. I’m having a blast giving him a hard time about his shortie shorts.

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Smokin’ Hot Nerd

Smokin' Hot Nerd

This is what Kevin wore to his gig tonight.

I’m betting he made the girls SWOON.

I’m totally lying.

He put pants on.

But seriously – how cool are these sneakers?? Black leather Converse? That’s hot, man.

He’s playing out in the boonies tonight. I stayed home and did 20 minutes of Turbo Jam (LOVE that workout), and, hold on to your hats, 70 MINUTES of treadmill, complete with hand weights.

I have a death wish, apparently.

I wouldn’t have HAD to workout that long if I hadn’t eaten so much junk food today. Okay fine, I didn’t really eat that much, but enough to make me feel guilty and to nearly push myself to the edge. If you want the truth, I sort of like working out. No really. I like to sweat so much it looks like I got caught in a sudden downpour. It makes me feel good. Tired. BONE tired, but good.

Kevin’s band has a lot of gigs lined up. He’ll be busy playing about three out of four weekends nearly every month for the rest of the YEAR. It sort of bums me out that he’s playing so much, but I can see how much he loves it and I would NEVER ask him to quit something he loves. I wouldn’t want him to ask me to quit something I loved to do. And it’s not like we ever do anything over the weekends, anyway.

And I like the time apart – for about three or four hours, and then I start missing him. We text back and forth. He sends me messages when he’s on break, that helps.

But still. The boys are doing their thing and I’m left all alone.

I could get into trouble if I’m left alone for too long.

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I Love My Country

Ignore the hair.

I know. TOTALLY lame.

But whatever.

I do.

And if our proudly displaying the American Flag offends you?

You have three options:

1. Don’t look.

2. Get over it.

3. Move.

Hey. I’m an American and I’m proud of that fact. I’m sick and tired of people kowtowing to political correctness.

Americans are awesome.

Deal with it.

(This snarky moment was brought to you by: a good old-fashioned dose of patriotism spurred on by Memorial Day and the upcoming 4th of July celebration. Oh my gosh, guys, it’ll be the 4th of July in just FIVE weeks?!? What the …)

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Wanting to Vlog More Snippets from My Life

I love to vlog. I mean, it’s a little uncomfortable at first, but the more you do it, the easier it gets.

The problem is, of course, figuring out just WHAT to vlog about. I’ve started the Wednesday “In My Opinion” nonsense questions just to give me something to work with, but it’s when I see videos like this one that I know that I truly suck at vlogging. LOL.

I’m going to try and video tape more portions of my life. Just little snippets of things I’d like to remember and pass on to future generations.

Here’s such a snippet. It was after the horrific storms passed through on Sunday (the same storm front that produced a tornado and decimated Joplin Missouri) and we saw the BRIGHTEST rainbow I’ve ever seen in my entire life. Kevin is the one who saw it first and then me, Dude and Jazz all came out onto the porch to take a look. You can hear Jazz giving me a hard time in the background and my maniacal laughter in response.

Yeah, that pretty much sums up my relationships with my boys. HA!

Here’s a still shot. I edited the yellow out so you could see the rainbow, but the night was as yellow as you see in the above video.

rainbow2-edited

It’s almost a slap in the face when you see something so beautiful after something so ugly.