Why, yes

Reading my last blog entry, I can see why some have commented that I seem to have held onto a certain amount of anger toward A; I simply used that relationship (my last one before now) as a frame of reference to indicate that my reconnecting with Vegas (side note: code names to describe former/current people in my life has it's advantages; I regret my previous ridiculing on the matter. Oh, and for the record, my code name is slightly hypocritical coming from the person who bestowed the name upon me...but I digress) is (and has always been) void of any of the...trappings, shall we say, that ultimately led to the downfall of my last relationship.

Easter with the family came and went with little fanfare. My stepuncle is inching closer and closer to dementia, much to the consternation of my stepdad. So many lists with filled with names written down and thrown away; my stepuncle got up several times over the course of dinner to rummage through the trash to find a list of actors from Casablanca. We were told to just ignore him when he asked questions related to his lists. So sad. After eating like a champ, I promptly passed out on the couch, to be awoken be the jumping of my lovely stepniece as the kids all opened up their goodie bags.

No practice this week, so I really need to get these damn taxes done. Procrastination always bites me in the ass. I'm giving some thought to catching Howlin Rain at the Empty Bottle on Thursday night and getting a group together for dinner at Kuma's on Friday. Bring on the working week.

PS. Listen to Yeasayer. You'll thank me later

Viva, etc.

I booked my flight and hotel to Vegas for next month, not exactly impulsively but nonetheless exciting as D. and I truly want this more than anything. We've done so much talking, clearing the air and purging any guilt that we may have had over the years. I listened and accepted and forgave and she did the same (I divulged everything, including the pregnancy). I can see in hindsight what I've missed in a relationship and I see that everyone I've been with has been compared to her. You know how when you're with someone and in the midst of sex you may occasionally think of someone else? I never thought of anyone else when I was with D. and she became that "someone else" much more than "occasionally" in each subsequent relationship. With D., I've never felt the urge to get up in the midst of dinner and leave out of frustration; I've never had to physically remove her from a doorway to so that I can leave and calm down. There has never a battle over control with her; she gets along famously with my friends and if left alone, she could make conversation and never gripe about being "marginalized".

In short, I've gotten back what I've missed over the past 2 years and I plan on making damn sure I don't make the same mistake again.

Lazy Saturday

I need to think about getting motivated today. Getting my taxes done, for one. Then again, it's hard to peel myself off the couch when I didn't get home until after 3:00am. Last night, ZTS played waaaay out in Barrington, supporting a "horror rock" band that Precision has recorded and befriended. The two openers were friends of hours and didn't disappoint. I'd like to consider myself fairly open-minded when it comes to music, but I am hard pressed to find anything positive to say about last night's headliners. We played pretty well, I thought, and we seemed to win a few more fans over.

After my weekend with The Boy ended, I sat down with his mom and stepdad to discuss the changes due to take place. It was decided that L. will stay with them until early August, regardless whether or not their house is sold and they head to MN. He'll be flown up to MN and back one weekend a month once school starts and will be spending summer with them as well. As far as the living arrangements go, my days here in scenic Mayfair are numbered, and I will be moving up to Park Ridge, if not Des Plaines (possible condo offer through a bandmate) mid-summer.


Vegas' visit was brief but wonderful. So much so, that we've decided to give the relationship another try, visiting each other on a semi-regular basis until she moves back at the end of the year. In recent weeks, we've unloaded quit a bit on each other, overturning every stone no matter how painful. With all cards out, we realized neither wanted to run away and so here we are.

Overdue update

Here I am at 1:30 AM listening to The Warlocks when I should be sleeping-Vegas' flight arrives in 4 hours. We seem to be settling into a good place and she's treated herself to trip home to see me and her family. We owe it to ourselves to spend some time together.

Jesus, where to begin? I suppose I should start with the most significant news of all, that The Boy will be living with me permanently come June of this year. My ex's husband was given a promotion and an offer to run a pharmacy in St. Paul, MN and The Boy was given the choice on where he'd wish to live. He chose Chicago. Of course life as I have been living it will change-no more random shows mid week for one-and that's ok. I've wanted this more than anything and I've got the support of family and friends while I make the necessary adjustments. One such change will be a move out of the city, up Northwest to ideally Park Ridge as the public schools in that area are far better than those in Chicago. I'd love it if I can get into some sort of house rental situation or perhaps I can finally put a down payment on a condo of my own.

On the band front, things are getting better and better. We had our first out of town trek this past weekend (to Wisconsin) where I got my first taste of how the other guys'd behave. For starters, The Fin appears to be the band whiner; Lk the buffoon-came close to breaking his nose when he drunkenly woke me up just as I fell asleep. Earlier that week Precision and I were interviewed on Q101 which was not terribly awkward. More reps from Q101 were at last Friday's show at The Note and asked if we'd be interested in playing a local showcase, most likely at Metro. We'll see where that goes. The EP is selling briskly; 100 cd's sold out via online orders in just under 3 days. Guess we are on a roll after all.