Not much to report on. I spent the day in the kitchen making trays of Enchiladas, and soup, and almond butter, and who knows what else. I have to have days like this now and then. My finger tips are so damaged and painful that I promised myself I would try to lay off of the guitar until they heal. I'm not even going to take a guitar to work with me tomorrow, just to ensure I really don't play. Tomorrow night Darryl can put my new strings on the guitar that I am hopefully getting back from John tomorrow. It's so exciting. I can't wait to get back on it and learn more stuff. I have a couple of songs I want to learn.
Tomorrow is balloon night at CBC. I remember balloon night from last year. It was right around the time my blue car got hit in the church parking lot. Yeah, I sure have some memories from that night.
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