due to ALL sorts of family schtuff going on i only practice mechanically now(while my mind catagorises all the issues)
kids are grown but they split from hubbys move back home(with GKids witch i love for shure but hey!; 2 of them came home this year=hasn't been the same `groove thang")
wife is scheduled to paint her mothers house,help the sis-n-law do an estate sale for passed father inlawblahblahblah
everybody's plate is completly covered with`to-do's'
man it's only 245 to Honolulu one way from Portland

bet it's nice laying out under those palm trees in the sand,Elvis singing in the background(yeah right)
(sigh) hope i get back to where i can just relax and play out anything i want and create anything i want(almost wish it was the dead of winter again)
ok that's the spam,,,,,,,,no i'm not whining(wine yes

) but somehow i'm not having the fun/joy/love i once was(when i strap on),now it's like i practice out of spite while my mind goes ugly and i should be thinking joyous thoughts/love for family members
ok just an abstract `off-topic' thought here,dang! maybe i should go back to dwinking beer instead of wine

,ok give me a keggar!
