"I've said nothing so far.. and I can keep it up as long as it takes.. it don't matter who you are.. if I'm doing my job it's your resolve that breaks."

Summer vacation has officially begun. I was in heaven last night. The boys (all five of them) sat around playing acoustic guitars, and that makes me very happy. I would give a lot to have the kind of skill they make seem so easy and natural.

Goals for the summer include but are not restricted to:

*Visiting the botanical gardens.
*Making various trips to various beaches.
*Outlining general lesson plans for the upcoming school year.
*Running, running, running. I'm aiming for 5 miles a day.
*Increase practice time on saxophone. That shouldn't be too difficult. Once every two months isn't cutting it.
*Must find decent music for Malaguena, and learn to play said music. I NEED the music.
*Alex. Alex. Alex. God how he makes me smile.

I made the most amazing blueberry tarts yesterday. In Dave's own words: "Amy, are you sure you didn't get a degree in dessert making in college??" I rock.


"But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell.."

Last night I found myself in good company at Fat Cats, where all kinds of wonderful music lives. Full Tilt (WARNING! don't attempt to load this page if your computer likes to crash) was playing, and you know what that means. Where there is Full Tilt, there is Johnny B. Goode. This may not excite a lot of you, but when the guitar solo is played over the head and behind the back of Chuck, Amy is a happy girl.

I could have done without the drunken fans (who were at least twice my age) giving lap dances to chairs.. Frightening. Other than that permanent scar for life, the show was great.

After an evening of shouting unanswered requests, Alex was made to put his money where his mouth was, strap on a guitar, and play the requests he wanted to hear. Man, talk about having to sing for your supper.

There's something to be said about watching a person do that which they love. It's more than an art... It's a window to the soul.


Looking back on the disaster that was my last relationship, I realize what I thought I felt was completely wrong.

I cannot begin to explain what it is like to finally understand what it is to give attention and have it returned with the same level of intensity.

Many lessons have been learned in the last few years, and I don't think I would have been able to arrive at this point and time without having grasped them fully. Everything happens for a reason, yes?

I've come to the conclusion that the obstacles we attempt to tackle all lead up to a defining event that creates a whole person. We must jump (or fall over) all of the hurdles before the final outcome can be achieved.

Still moving one day at a time, and loving every minute.

My heart sings each time he smiles.


sleep deprivation 101

the ordered chaos i thought mattered most has been scattered by the whirlwind of time.
breaking free of all the impossible rules i've enslaved myself with has opened the door to a world i always knew existed, but could never reach.
do i step with my right or my left? can there possibly be a difference?
blessed with the curse to trust first and ask questions later.
not everyone's programmed this way i know.
treasured moments locked away forever, one by one.
hold my hand and promise not to let go.


It amazes me how quickly I can go from miserable to ecstatic. 0 to 60 in 5.7 seconds. Keeping up with the posts here has not been on the top of my priority list lately, as you may be able to tell. And I'm ok with that.

Blogging, or romance?? Hrm.. tough decision. I'm sure there will be more to come on this new situation, but for now I'm just enjoying the unveiling, regardless of the amount of time it may take.

It's good to be happy. It's amazing to be wanted. And it's difficult to break out of old habits (including but not restricted to: worrying about calling too much, worrying about seeming too clingy, worrying worrying worrying). One day at a time.

Long live the King.

Sympathy from the Stars

Lately, most of my time is being spent with the members of the band above. If you follow the link it will take you to their MYSPACE profile. Two of the three members I've known since middle school, way back in 1990!

Last night I was in charge of photos at the concert. Below you'll find a few of my favorite shots. Enjoy! And if you're in the area, find out when they're playing next and come check them out.

(click the pics and you'll think you were there)

Welcome to the show my friends!

A shot of the entire band, including guest guitarist Mike!

Dave on set. Look it's blue!

Everyone say hello to Alex!

And he does more than just sing, folks! He plays bass too!

Triple threat.

Wes on guitar in mid-thrash.