Pretending like I know how to play the piano soothes me in the weirdest of ways. Seriously though, I'm ready to knot Duchess into a ball and toss her out the window (embarrassed the crap out of me in the grocery!) and yet pounding away at the piano makes me happy. Until I remember that I can't play. Working on my studying, gotta figure this thing out.
Now I'm gonna send her to her room where I am not tempted to yank her lips off her face and finish up the red beans and rice dinner I have going.
Then I'm taking a bath, with my ipod. An praying that I don't drop it in there with me and electrocute myself. I don't think anyone would ever let me live that one down.
Sigh
Friday, October 8, 2010
Argh
