Voice lessons, guitar lessons, and Gerry

So I'm starting my guitar lessons next week with a friend of mine. He's totally stoked to be teaching me (finally). He was like "it's about bloody time you put money down on that thing". I had to laugh, he's been so nice to me the last couple of months, being as attentive as he can, and very inspirational, not to mention the guy who's selling me his car (eventually)! Well, hopefully we can both find some..um...oh yeah, FREE time..whatever the heck that is.

My voice lessons are going well. My teacher keeps insisting that I can sing waaaaay above what I know I can sing. I have a feeling that when my throat actually starts to hurt, that it's not supposed to be stretching that way. She insists (more like argues with me, lol) that my vocal chords just need to stretch and that with time and practice, I can hit any range. *sigh* I'm just afraid of waking up one day with my vocal chords exploding! Highly unlikely I know, but it was a VERY vivid dream! I just know that I'm starting to get more confident as we go, I just hope they can continue as often as possible. It feels soooo good to be doing something with my voice again.

As far as Gerry is concerned. He's become an obsession...Officially. There hasn't been a day gone by that I haven't explored the many websites that offer info and pics of the guy. He really is adorable. However with any obsession, they die out quickly for me. Right now I'm just having fun listen to his scottish brogue, and realizing that he's not perfect, as in he's not LDS, he smokes, and he's not mine! So I'll just have to be content in gazing at his wonderful scottish brooding manliness for now. I really need to go there someday (scotland). Some day Cassaundra...some day. Cheerio!