Why Women Shouldn't Play RockBand

I have a pair of black Justin cowboy boots. I have had them for at least 15 years. I might have been wearing them when I met hubby.

Before that, they were my mom's. She probably had them about 5 years.

No, the blog title isn't wrong. Bear with me.

The point is, I have had these things for ages. And have worn them for ages. And loved them. Until today.

I came home with a raw spot on the inside of my calf from where the boot pull up strap rubbed my leg (no, I didn't wear tights, and I wore a skirt).

It is so sore. So I get home and hubby meets me at the car (he's so sweet). He asks how my day was. I go in to this rant about how bad my leg hurts. And it is all because of Rock Band. These boots have fit me for fifteen years and now that I am the drummer, my calf has grown two sizes too big for my leg. And my boots.

This is awful! What a fashion nightmare!

Anyway, he sarcastically comments as I am taking off my boots, "Well, why don't you use a marker and mark the spot on your leg every couple days until you wear them again. Then you'll know just right where to put the bandaid."

My witty reply? "Well, maybe I will just get a tattoo on my leg that says Place Bandaid Here." Wouldn't that be cute??? ha Very RockBandish I think.

I'm In the Band

Yes, yes yes. All right.

I had to drag myself away from my band :) (We just got Rockband for ps2)

I'm partial to the guitar but will play any of the instruments. We can't get the mic working yet, so I still have a voice :)

When I told my students I didn't eat dinner last night they asked why. I told them I was too busy playing Rock Band. They died laughing! Then they started drawing pictures of me playing the drums and such. So cute!!

The principal, who knew we were getting it yesterday, asked me this afternoon if I took a nap during my plan time. I said, "No, but I should have." :)

One more reason NOT to go to karate tonight. But I will drag myself away and make myself go since I didn't go last week.