Two things I don’t know how to do YET: play guitar and drive a stick

My birthday is next month and Lord knows I don't need anymore junk. In fact, I'm still trying to clean up and weed out the junk I already have.

Anyhow, Saturday was the beginning of my birthday present. Matt and I are taking 6 weeks of guitar lessons at Mary's Music. I'm so thrilled about this present. I don't have to wash it, dust it, or find a home for it in my already crowded house. Matt already had the guitars. Our first lesson was good and overwhelming. The strings, the frets, and my fingers screaming at me for making them stretch in ways they never have before. I also quickly learned that my long pretty nails had to go.

So long pretty nails.

I'd love to be able to play a thing or two, and I'm really hoping that I can wrap my brain around all the information. Maybe I'll be able to play myself happy birthday by my birthday!

I also had to practice learning how to drive Matt's stick shift. We went out for a lesson/drive on Sunday morning. I did ok, I'm learning. I'm also learning that people are not very courteous. I had to take off on an incline, which is already a challenge. I had some butthole pull up too close to the rear of the car. I looked at Matt, who was already giving the guy the stare down and said, "I'm not taking my foot off this break, because I'm going to roll right back into the grill of this jerk's truck." That's when the truck driving jerk started honking at me because I wouldn't budge. I rolled down the window and just waved for him to go around, and the occupants of both vehicles all looked at each other with that "you're a douchebag" face.

I did get a compliment this weekend. When I was taking my trash to the receptacle, the older gentleman that is the attendant came up to me and said, that he is always glad when he sees my car pull up. He said, he always knows that when that door opens I'm going to get out with a big smile on my face, and say hello to him. He said, that I make his day when I come because I have such a pretty smile. I laughed, told him thank you, and said that was the point.