Lots of Firsts!

I have been so lazy about this blog lately.  I apologize to anyone who has checked it over the past two weeks to find no updates.  I promise, I don’t purposefully try to ruin your day.  A lot has happened; so much that I haven’t had much time to sit at the computer and write about it.  Plus, my computer has not been cooperating very well.  I’ve just recently learned that no one uses Internet Explorer anymore because it locks up and is inferior to Firefox and that other one.  Who knew?  I’m the only one still sitting there for five minutes trying to get my email to pop up.  Anyway, now that I’m in the know, I will rebuild my relationship with the computer and perhaps visit this blog a bit more often.

For my first “First”, I’d like to take you back a few weeks to our visit to Little Rock.  Most of you know I have this super fantastic aunt named Aunt Sissy.  Many of you also know that I rarely paid for a haircut until law school, because Aunt Sissy is a master of hair scissory.  Ergo, when Frank’s hair started to get a bit straggly and flipping over his ears, I called Aunt Sissy for his first hair appointment!  She is now retired from the professional hair practice, so we had to do the haircut in her den, but it went surprisingly well!  Here are a few pictures:

Taking a little off the sides

Taking a little off the sides

Uncle Johnny providing some entertainment.

Uncle Johnny providing some entertainment.

A good shot of the finished product!

A good shot of the finished product!

About a week after we returned home from our vacation, my nephew Drew came for a visit.  This leads to our next “firsts” — my first experience caring for a teenager and Frank’s first rock concert.  You see, Drew came to Dallas to attend Camp Jam, which is a day camp for budding rock stars.  Drew is a drummer.  He’s also a guitarist, but we decided it was easier to fly down here with drumsticks than with an electric guitar and all the accoutrements that come along with it.  Anyway, upon arrival to Camp, the kids were separated by age and ability into bands.  Each band worked up a song for the final concert.  Throughout the week, various local bands and semi-famous musicians (Billy Joel’s drummer) visited the camp and gave master classes.  Drew seemed to have a good time.  We had a lot of fun with him as well.  We took him out to eat some of Dallas’ finest pizza at Fireside Pies, to play arcade games at Gazeebo Burger, to add to his pin collection at the new Hard Rock Cafe, and to see the Harry Potter movie.  Plus, he entertained Frank to no end!  Even now, two weeks later, he will point Drew out in any family photo.  What a great cousin!!

My sister, her husband and their daughter, Lenzy, came down to attend the final concert and take Drew home.  Drew’s band was a Led Zeppelin tribute called “Brick Airplane.”  They performed “Houses of the Holy,” and I must say they were pretty awesome!  Especially considering these boys had never met each other 5 days before they performed.  We were all so proud of him!

Drew rocking out on drums.

Drew rocking out on drums.

Brick Airplane

Brick Airplane

So, I’m sure you can guess the most important “First” in our lives right now…yep, Frank’s first birthday is tomorrow!!  We’ve already had the party, but I’ll save the pictures for tomorrow’s post.  I’m still in shock that I have kept both Frank and myself alive for this entire year…

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