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This, That, and Everything Else

I'm not going to say that this time I'm going to blog every day because, while I hope it is the case, I have no idea whether or not that will happen.  What I will say is this: I will share more.  More of my ideas, practice tidbits, videos, and anything else that I think may be of some value.

I read the other day that there are over two million blog posts published each day.  Thank you for taking the time out of your day to stop by my humble pages.  I appreciate it.

So, what's cooking?  A myriad of things!

I took a tumble skiing a month ago and sprained my right shoulder.  I've had chronic wrist problems since 2011, but they have come to a head since my fall.  I believe this is - while not a good thing, but more of a flashing warning sign .  While I was proactive when the problems first occurred, as long as I was able to play guitar and do things with relative ease, I took things as they came.  Now that five minutes of playing guitar turns my right arm into jelly, I'm being ultra-proactive.  I have dry-needling scheduled, and I'm going to do acupuncture in the mean time as well as some massage work.  I'm going to LA in March to do a record (!!) so I want to be well on my way OR at 100% by the time that happens.

I decided to take a Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter break (my Twitter has some auto-updates that I've lost track of) for February.  Why?  Because I think I'm a better person when I'm less engaged on various feeds.  I spend (waste) enough time online as it is and I would like to spend that time writing, reading, healing, volunteering, outside, at yoga, or anything else that is more engaging than scrolling through photos and blurbs.  I'm available by email, and I think I can be of more value on other platforms, such as this blog.

I'm in the midst of a Whole30.  I'm on Day 17 and I'm going strong!  I've done them in the past, but I was never 100% compliant.  The first time was for lack of reading the part about paleo waffles and added sugar (had a lot of waffles), but I think I got what I needed out of it because when I went back to my old eating habits I felt awful.  The second time I had some veggie chips, which are not compliant.  This time I've been within the lines!  I don't find it hard.  I noticed that I snack a lot, and that I don't right now because I don't have many munchies around.  Cashews, seaweed, and cold cuts.  But those aren't as fun as chocolate.  I miss having milkshakes or ice cream whenever I please - including times when I shouldn't.  I like to think I eat paleo the majority of the time as it is so this isn't a huge change, but my skin is clearer, and that's one reason why I do it.

Well, my elbow says we're done here, so I'm gonna go.  I'm crafting my February so perhaps I'll share that once it's done.

Knowing When To Quit - I Missed A Day On Purpose And That's All, Folks

So I realized I was wrong about my attempt to do 101 full songs in 101 full days.  That was definitely too much.  And Rocco (voice teacher) was right in that unless I have nothing else to do, it's going to drive me crazy.

What's better in the long run: having 101 so-so videos or having 10 really fantastic videos?  I think the latter.

I could keep making a video a day, and maybe I'll do 15 second daily videos on Instagram because those are much easier to do.

Now all the time (around two hours if I'm doing the video/song justice) will go back into my life to focus on getting better at songwriting, singing, and guitar-slinging.

I'm a little disappointed in myself, but you live and you learn.  What else is there to do?

How Did I End Up Here?

October 4, 2013

What a difference a year makes.

This time last year, everything was different.  My band was different, I had a different apartment, my age was different, my day-to-day life was different, my desires were different, just about everything was different.

I recently worked on a project that forced me to connect the dots from where I’ve been to where I am.  Some were obvious, but a lot weren’t.  I was able to connect everything but it still didn’t seem entirely plausible.  In some cases I feel like I went from A to like X while skipping the rest of the alphabet.

About a week ago I was having dinner with a family I babysit for.  There was some big news announced and as I was sitting there, the father joked, “Amy, I bet you never thought you’d witness this.”

I laughed and said, “I was just thinking, ‘How did I end up here?’”

His wife joked, “I ask myself the same thing every day.”

We all laughed,  but I wasn’t lying.  I was wondering that and it’s something I’ve been wondering about a lot lately.

I’m 23.  I know this is part of the process.  If things had been different, God knows I wouldn’t be here.  And that’s okay.  But every now and then I wonder what the 13 year old AC/DC-loving guitar-obsessed kid with braces who paid no attention to limits, rules, or what was expected of her thinks of my current self.  I like to think she’d think I’m cool (I did fulfill our dream of going to Berklee, starting a killer rock band, going on tour, and owning a Marshall - a vintage Marshall at that), but I think she’d also have a lot of questions.  The biggest one being how did we end up here?