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5/31/2007

The CD player in my car is broken beyond cheap repair ($300 bucks?! Wha-what?!) and of course it just had to happen right before the big Kansas City Road Trip of 2007. My CD player did not die in vain, however, for in its death, a new chapter has been penned in the life of Chris and Marissa.

We finally bought an iPod.

Oh yes.... We are that cheap... unless you're talking about our penchant for White Cheddar Natural Cheetos or our obsession with magazines that carry a cover price over $7.00.

"So this is what the kids have been raving about? Amazing!" says Marissa. "Welcome to the 21st century," says Christopher.
"Hey you kids! Get off our lawn!" says Marissa.

In honor of our new found technological up-to-speed-ness, Chris and I have hereby ceased referring to ourselves as "Ma" and "Pa". Now we can run with the hipster pack without worry about our walkmen bruising our hips.

Please help me name my new little green friend.
Choices are:
1. Andy (My Pal Andy)
2. Cedric (Cedric the Entertainer)
3. Loretta (Just Loretta thanks. Lolly for short?)
4. Iggy (Iggy Pod?! Oh no, that's terrible.)
or
5. Nanette (No, No, Nanette....or even worse... Nano Nanette)

Labels: life, music

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5/04/2007

Throw the sheets on the air mattress kids! Caitlin's coming today!
Chris and I even rented a steam cleaner for the carpets last Sunday in preparation for the grand arrival. Now, hypothetically, if someone over steamed their carpets enough for the pad to mold, how fast would their home start to have an odor? Hypothetically.

I've begun to really enjoy folk music... even some "alt-country" bands are floating my boat these days. Does it have banjo? Well then of course it is the most awesome music of all. So here is my quandary. I was under the impression that I now enjoy the pickin' and the grinnin' because it is genuinely good music and because my taste is evolving as the most awesome of tastes often do. However, I was suddenly struck with the thought that maybe my taste isn't evolving up... but that I'm now old and entering my "easy listening years". Is my developing love for American Roots music just my own version of AM Gold?! Pretty soon I'll be yelling at kids while exclaiming "That's not real music.. Turn that down, I can't even think!"
But anyway, The Wailin' Jennys? Fantastic. Check'em out.

In the plans for this weekend... Kolache Festival, Pre 1840 Mountain Man Rendezvous, Redneck BBQ. Pshew... Only the best for our girl Caitlin.

Labels: life