So we had a pretty damn awesome weekend. Jon's gig on Friday night w/Earl's band turned out to be Something Else, man. I was drinking this yummy sweet tea flavoured vodka called Deep Eddy's. I was relaxing, having a good ol' time, and the Big Easy had a very respectable crowd there! Jon asked me to get up the 2nd set, so I did, and that is when the man of honor, Earl, decided to get up and play a tune on the keys! The whole crowd surged forward w/all kinds of cameras to capture the magical moment--and I was part of it! I was also playing a damn 6-string bass, as that's what Earl's bassist had brought. I had to play it sitting down (which is how he was playing it too) b/c the strap was too long and incidentally, that bass was damn heavy. People later were saying the thing was bigger than me! So we played a real fun set and everyone got a kick out of it and we also played w/the mandolin player that just put out a CD w/Jon. It was so fucking awesome.
At the beginning of the 3rd set Jon sent me to the bar to get him a drink and when I was waiting there he called me back to the stage. Turns out Earl's bassist wasn't feeling well and they asked if I'd spell him for the 3rd and last set. Sure! Why not! It was so fun and I was actually starting to get the hang of the 6-string although later I compared it to the gymnast on the balance beam and how I had to really concentrate on my left fingers landing on the correct string, as well as the right hand fingers plucking the correct string! And uh, maybe I didn't land correctly 100% of the time--I probably landed correctly 95% of the time! But damn, I was having a real good time and I was pleased with myself at even having the balls to attempt that bass, much less play it for 2 whole sets!!!
When Jon and I left after the end of a long night he told me he had some $ for me--even awesomer! He shared some of the tip jar $ with me, and frankly, that was the right thing to do. The bar owner (who is a friend of ours but is also a curmudgeon) apparently protested a little (saying that Jon paying me--his girlfriend--was favoritism! As if!!!) but Jon was not to be deterred and like I said, I played 2 out of 3 fucking sets on a 6-string bass so yes, giving me a taste of the gig was the absolute, ethical, right thing to do! Then Jon and I went to the grocery store so I could get cake, since we'd missed out on Earl's b-day cake as we were onstage all night. Man--what a groovy night! (The rest of the weekend I had a sore lump/bruise on the top of my right thigh and it wasn't until Sunday that I realized that's where that bass had been resting. Told y'all it was heavy!)
Saturday we slept in and had a relaxing day and that evening we went to see the documentary Marwencol which was really amazing and beautiful. Li'l bro and his friends joined us. Then Jon and I repaired down the street to my high school classmate's new restaurant. Classmate spotted me a free margarita, though it was tiny and the food was just ok. Hmph. Sunday we slept in and I had to go to Job #1 for the short Sunday shift. While I was at work Jon was busy cleaning out his garage, getting rid of stuff. We went to dinner after I got off work w/a friend of his and then back at Jon's house I pulled out Big Red to work on some songs in preparation for our gig this upcoming Saturday. I still need lots of work though and yes, playing w/Jon is sometimes intimidating for me. After awhile I wasn't feeling very fearless anymore and just felt like a shitty player, but hopefully I was just tired b/c it was getting late.
Today I made an appt. to go see my female doctor--as in that kind of female doctor. I still don't know what's going on w/my Process not showing up but I think it's time to get a definitive answer once and for all. I have one more pregnancy test that I might take in the morning. I keep drinking hard liquor and having a good old time and I've decided that maybe I might want to cease irresponsible behavior for the time being, JUST IN CASE. However, I feel exactly the same as ever, fine and healthy. However, I see all kinds of message sites on women's health sites and pregnancy sites of all these women who didn't have a single symptom until 6 weeks pregnant, and got negative home pregnancy test results all the way up to 2 months pregnant. Anyway, it's just time I found out what's going on here. I'll see the Dr. on Thursday morning.
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