Well, Happy Father's Day to all our dads, uncles, and brothers! We know you all play a big part in our families' lives, and we love you for all that you do.
Today, Daddy got Guitar Hero III. Tweenie has been rockin' all morning long, and The Hubby got some solo time to play with his new toy all by himself while we went up to my mom's to wish Papa a Happy Father's Day. When we got back, he was in a guitar battle with Slash, of Guns 'n Roses fame. Little Man is now practicing, really getting some moves on while he starts to master those fret buttons.
At first I thought to myself, "What am I doing? I've already been a rock widow. So do I really want to be a virtual rock widow???" At least I don't have to help carry the amp head like when The Hubby and his buddies did gigs back in the 80's. But there's no free beer for the girlfriends/wives now, either...
But I have been pleasantly surprised by this technologic garage band generator. Everybody seems to be very encouraging of each other - very little arguing! The kids are having as much fun with this thing as The Hubby has. And listening to them sing along with The Sex Pistols, The Stones, and Social Distortion is pretty cool, I gotta say. Everyone has come up with their own band name: The Hubby fronts for Dead Animals, Tweenie is the woman behind Kamikaze, and Little Man plays for Flaming Llamas. I guess I'll have to try my hand at it, too...after all, Momma's still got a little country punk sentiment in there somewhere. Wonder if there's any X or Violent Femmes on this thing??? I'll keep you posted!
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