Ugh, these Tuesday night practices with the cover band are killing me. We don't meet until 7:30 p.m. (mostly because of my 6:00 p.m. vocal lesson), and practice ran until 11:30 last night. For those of you playing the home game, that's an hour and a half past my bedtime, which doesn't even count the drive home.
I woke up early this morning vigorously scratching my arm - something I'd deliberately avoided all the previous day because I have poison ivy from gardening last weekend. A little hydrocortisone cream dulled the itch so I could go back to bed.
Then I was awakened again by Xena attacking the drawstring on my pajama bottoms. Sigh. As it turned out, it was time for me to get up anyway.
My eyes are burning, I have a stiff neck, and there's a crease pressed across the left side of my cheek and mouth that looks like it's never going away. There's the rock and roll lifestyle for you. It ain't pretty.
For the next week or so, the original band should be doing a bunch of recording. Our guitarist has some vacation time coming and we need to get things wrapped up. That means I'll be spending my weekend writing song lyrics and finding out if the extra practice I've gotten with the other band has helped me in the vocal booth. Let's hope so.
Well, it's off to make myself halfway presentable for work and try to find something to eat for breakfast. Have a good Wednesday...and get some sleep!