Wednesday, April 05, 2006

Still Plucking Away


I will be a rock star soon enough. Or at the very least, decent enough to not make a complete fool of myself.

Really, I would love to be able to contribute to musical writing someday. Just so that when hubby asks me what I think and what would sound good, I'll be able to answer with a real response other than, "whatever you do sounds good, sweetie."

I just need that hot pink guitar.

10 comments:

heather said...

dang - you look like a pro!

anne said...

Why thank you. Just posing. :)

Jean said...

You are going to be one hot babe up there playing and singing. Andy'll be drooling and become a groupie :)

anne said...

He darn well better... ;)

nate said...

I don't see enough blood on those strings...

I'm telling you, it's a special moment when you can sing along to "Summer of '69" and mean it. Except for the fact that that song is lame (no offense, Bryan Adams fans). But other than that, it's a doggone right of passage!

Moral of the comment: keep rawkin.

anne said...

Is that in G? Cuz if it is, I am all over it.

Jean said...

HAA!! Watch out Nate....she may be replacing you..she can pull the right strings to have that happen (haahaa!! Get it?? Right STRINGS??) hehehehe

anne said...

I am sleeping with the Music Director. Not like, right this second, but in general. You know.

*ahem*

nate said...

Jean: I should be so lucky! Then I could actually sleep in on Sunday mornings! Yep, sounds like a deal. Just as long as I don't have to switch places with her in discovery village or anything. Kids... *shudder*

Anne: Might wanna be careful who you tell this 'sleeping around' stuff to; word travels quickly in church circles! And if that got out...

^ ^ ^ ^ said...

Addendum:

And by "sleeping around" I of course mean just the one dude. Still doesn't make it right, though.