This weekend, Facebook really chapped my ass (a phrase that I have recently decided is very worth using). I tried to upload pictures from the JAM House Christmas Spectacular – at which we had a fantastic time and packed our home with more people than we ever imagined – but the old ‘Book translated my vibrant images into dull, grey-toned disappointments.
Why?? Facebook has let me down. People need to know that my dress was not forest, but EMERALD.
That said, those two gentlemen flanking me? The one on the left is my new friend Matt (SHOUT OUT), and the one on the right is Paul – or PZC, as he is known on this here blog. Paul – besides being one that I outright avoided a goodbye with last night because it would have made me cry way too hard and so it was easier to pretend that none of this is actually happening – is the one who made a makeshift vocal booth for me in his closet when we recorded a song back in October.
Now, that song is finished – listen!
That’s Matty Rineer on lead vocals – isn’t he great? Actually… I’ve never met him, just recorded backup vocals for this song that he wrote and had already recorded the lead parts for. So don’t take my word for it – he could be a psychopath. And didn’t Pauly do a fantastic job with the recording and mixing?
On Saturday, multiple strong and manly gentlemen showed up at the house to help me load my pod. Let me just say, I highly recommend the ABF ReloCube – as well as having generous and rugged man-friends. In one hour – ONE HOUR – my entire life was packed into a 6’ x 7’ x 8’ box.
Day after tomorrow, I leave. Ice storms are in store. I hope the Honda makes it. I hope I make it. I hope I don’t spend Christmas morning in a ditch.