New Music

I've decided that this year, 2013, is the year that I am going to learn some new music.

First on the list is "River's Jig" from Firefly. It's an actual trad tune, and how lucky am I that one of my dear's already knew the tune and taught it to me!  I'm a very happy camper about this.

Second on the list is Music from Tolkein. I have a book of Tolkein's songs and they are so lovely. I think they will translate really well to fiddle as well as voice.  I'm going to pick 3 tunes/songs to work on.

Third on the list are 10 tunes (generic Celtic) that people keep asking me to play.

Fourth on the list are Gypsy tunes. I am not going to go crazy (hahahh, too late ;>). I'm going to pick 4 tunes and work on them.

I think the next step will be to write down the names of the tunes/songs.... I guess I'd best do that before I pack all the books before we actually get on the road to AZRF, huh...

*crossposted at Fiddlemama on Tumblr.

AZRF, here we come!

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Life in the Fast Lane, 2013

One of my friends posted today that she was reading how all the people she knows are vowing to blog daily, or exercise, or eat less, or sew sweaters out of dustbunnies for poor orphaned frogs. Well, you get the idea. The thing is, she can't do those things. The most she can do is live each day without too many regrets. Then she apologized for that, as though she should be doing more. All the time. Every day.

Fuck.That.Noise.

I'm so tired of this. I see it everywhere. I see it in myself. I see people who seem to be doing so much more than I am. People who are achieving more. People who are losing more weight. People, people, people.

Again I say, Fuck.That.Noise.

I'm not saying that folks shouldn't set goals or have dreams or lose weight. I'm saying that I'm tired of keeping up with everyone else's goals and dreams. I'm tired of feeling like I'm screwing up or a failure because I'm not keeping up with everyone else's goals and dreams.

Here's the thing. I want them, those amazing people with their incredible goals and dreams to live their lives. In return, I want to live my life, with my expectations, in my reality.

Who's with me?

Live Your Life, with Your expectations, in Your reality.


Crossposted at freerangefiddler

Hello and Goodbye

3 months. No blogging. Bad blogger. No biscuit. 

The transition from my regular fall show to a new show was less than stellar. I was rarely online, and I couldn't even begin to write how things were going. Combine that with electronics that were fritzing out the last 3 weeks, well... I'm lucky that I can get online now. 

It's 12 minutes until the calendar turns from December 2012 to January 2013. 

Watching the NYE shows I am already inundated with dieting ads. Apparently I'm fat, and so is everyone else in the the Western world. Oh, and Jessica Simpson is pregnant again, so she's going to continue dieting with Weight Watchers.  

It's 8 minutes until the calendar turns from December 2012 to January 2013.

My cat is asleep next to me. Jenny McCarthy is supposed to kiss some shmoe based on twitters.  Also, she should NEVER say "OMG, I can't believe I'm going to do.... THAT!" Seriously, who the FUCK says OMG. I weep for the world. I kind of wish some Weeping Angels would find Ms. McCarthy and transport her to some other world.

It's 6 minutes until the calendar turns from December 2012 to January 2013.

My daughter is asleep. She's dreaming. She smiles in her sleep. I love this.

It's 5 minutes until the calendar turns from December 2012 to January 2013. 

I have no resolutions. I do have intentions. Time to put them into action. Time to watch the wheel turn. Time to breathe. Time to release. 

It's 3 minutes until the calendar turns. 

December 2012

January 2013

Intentions count.

(crossposted at freerangefiddler)