Happy X-mas (war is over)

Merry Christmas!!

"Sometimes my life it feels like fiction..."

My first official semester as a student in the Music Education Program at our local University ended today. It was a great experience! I met scores of intelligent, talented people. I learned a lot about myself and my guitar. I got nervous, got excited, had a kick-ass recital with the Guitarkestra, and then learned more about who I really am.
My typical day consisted of getting G-man ready for the day, going to school, going to work, going back to school, getting G-man from daycare (every Monday and Wednesday), getting his dinner, bath and bedtime together, practicing 'till the wee hours of the morning and then doing the whole thing again the next day. I stayed up too late for months practicing and studying. I learned how to learn. I am learning (it's an on-going process) how to deal with incredible amounts of stress.
My relationship with my lovely wife has been stretched (don't worry we are okay).
My relationship with my family—my siblings and parental units— has become almost non-existent (don't worry we are okay).
I can play a major scale at least fifteen different ways on my guitar.
I can play any given chord at least two different ways.
I can actually read music now.
I can play the piano....a little.
I have only begun to scratch the surface of understanding my guitar and music.
I feel good about myself for not giving up.
I lost my job and became unemployed.
I need a job.
I turn 30 tomorrow.

I know I am rambling but I don't care. I just need to post something.

I am going outside for a cigarette and then down to my cave to practice until Pixie gets home.