her lord majesty, the elevendy twelfth president! (deardieary) wrote,
her lord majesty, the elevendy twelfth president!
deardieary

The smell of dried blood.

Friday was my dad's 64th birthday. As a present, sis and I went with him to Sam Ash on Saturday morning. The plan was that he would pick out a guitar and an amp and we'd pick up the tab. But, once we got there we all got insane and giddy. So on top of the two items, he also picked out a guitar stand to hold two guitars and a soft case that has straps like a back pack. The bonus was that the guy at the store let him have a cable to connect the guitar and amp and a strap for free. It was funny because when my dad asked if he could get a deal on getting the guitar and amp together, he quoted a good price, but my dad held the strap and cable and asked, "what about these?" The guy was winding the cord up telling my dad that he'd let him have the cord and that it was just between them and a strap? what strap? I've never even heard of a strap... We put the freebies into one of the pockets of the case.

We got him a candy apple red Fender with a whammy bar. I don't think I've ever seen my dad display such a unabashed child-like happiness. And he hasn't even play it yet! I'm going to see if I can help clear out the basement so that there is room for the new stuff. It'll be a good prod to get rid of some of the junk that just sits around there.

Other than that, life has been going on as usual. Work every day is repetitive, but comforting in its boredom.

Sis and I have been making a real effort to try new restaurants instead of going to the same old places out of fear of having a bad meal. I should be taking pictures so that I could turn my craft blog into a dining one, or at the very least give me more material to write about. Speaking of crafting, I haven't been doing anything for weeks. I have two projects that have been started and are sadly sitting around. I don't think I'll ever craft on a daily basis until I get a new place where I can organize an area for all my schtuff.

On the wedding front, I've bought my dress. It's not a "wedding gown" because I would just feel too awkward wearing one. A typical wedding dress is the epitome of everything I would never wear. My sis told me I looked adorable when I tried my fabulous frock on. All I have to do now is practice my hairstyle and lose 20-30 pounds. I have four months.
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