The best part of this story is that the weekend is still going on! I have today off (probably because our company knew it was fruitless to try to get everyone back into the office for one day before a holiday) and tomorrow, too.
Right now I'm trying to figure out why I'm up so dreadfully early. I went to bed around 2:00 a.m., so it's just plain wrong that I'm awake five-and-a-half hours later. Maybe I can work in a nap this afternoon.
I've been enjoying my free time so far. On Friday I babysat my niece and sleeping nephew until about 11:00 p.m., then returned home and watched an awesome vocal instruction DVD called The Zen of Screaming. I'll definitely be using it as an adjunct to my live weekly vocal instruction.
On Saturday, the hubby and I got up late, went to breakfast and ran errands all afternoon. I took a brief nap and then went to a party while he stayed behind and worked on loading drum samples into his computer. Yeah, he's not much of a partier.
On Sunday, we went to breakfast around 12:30 p.m. (are you sensing a pattern here?) and then tidied up the house in preparation for an all-day recording session. I wrote the lyrics to a new song called "Predator," about that gut feeling you get when you meet someone who makes you uneasy.
We recorded for about eight hours and got five songs down pretty well, except for bass. We don't have a bass player yet, so our guitarist will probably play the bass tracks for now.
I need to write lyrics for that fifth song, but I have some ideas for the melody already, so that shouldn't be a problem. After that, I'll have two songs left to write of the original seven, and our guitarist - let's call him "G" - brought me recordings of four more new songs yesterday.
At the rate we're going, it looks as though we'll easily have an album's worth of material recorded and mastered by the end of the summer. If we can find a bass player and a rhythm guitarist, we ought to be out performing by the fall. I should start honing my stage moves in front of the mirror!
Today I'm planning on shopping for garden decor with my sister and I think we'll probably catch a movie. I had to promise my husband we'd take him along if we decided to see "Superman."
But first, I've been craving an iced mocha from Starbucks since yesterday afternoon. Because dairy and singing don't mix, I gave it a pass then, but there's nothing stopping me from having a morning treat now. I'm off to caffeinate myself. Have a great Monday!