Hello to all of you,
My apologies as usual for the delay in posting. I enrolled in the CT Film Training Program and I love. However, a lot of stuff on my plate because I am in the program, plus I have my normal 2 classes, & I have to work. (So bombarded is an understatement) I know blah blah blah.......That’s what I am here for. Anyway, love the film program I’ll fill you in more on another blog.
Allow me to share with you my screwed up weekend (last weekend) and if someone can explain to me how & why I do not have my own TV sitcom it is beyond me. Here it goes, my father went into a nursing home this past February. (It’s just one of those things when it’s just a matter of time when it happens.)
My dad is a trained musician. He played the organ & the accordion (I know it’s not a real instrument, don’t hate) The doctor told my sister to bring the accordion in, for it to be physical therapy for him. (he is a stoke victim) A band came in there one day and yes you guessed it, someone was playing the accordion. So, my father was bitching to my mother that he can play better. (which yes, he can, 2 things he was good at, 1) being a musician & 2) well I can't say, the list is too long.) So long story short he wanted my brother's 10 watt amp, which my 2 wonderful oldest nephews had. (they are the reason why I will never have children!!!!) So last Friday my mother goes to get the amp & well the boys don’t have it. Due to the fact that they blew it up! (Gee big surprise & thanks boys, auntie loves you!) So, Friday evening she comes home from the nursing home, & she was freaking out on me about it. (because she can’t tell my father that it’s broken, cuz then he would give her crap. Then I would get more crap, see how this works???) So I told her to stop, and said, “mom it’s an easy fix.” So I called one a music store that shall remain nameless, got down there 5 minutes before they closed (when I should have been sleeping cuz I have to be @ work @ 5AM.) & bought a new amp. (Thank you MasterCard, thank you!!!!) Got all the way home, popped it open, and it was red...... WTF, I needed a black one to try to pass it off as the old one that blew up. So my father wouldn't give my mother crap for something that broke which wasn't his in the first place, nor did he pay for it. (remember my brother did)
There’s a bit more to this dysfunction but long story short it was a lot of driving and time wasted, (which I am not one to waste time) all due to everyone else!!!! However, I did texted my sister and told her to tell her wonderful children that aunties loves them......No wait, NOT TODAY!
Final ending, I did find a used amp exactly like the one my brother had. (for a lot cheaper than the new one) I also received full credit back on my return (thanks to the music store that shall remain nameless) They usually have a 15% restocking fee. It actually worked out fine, it was just a WTF kind of weekend......perfect for my TV sitcom when I get one. Well, that's it for now ladies & gentlemen.....Stay tuned for my next episode.
