Once again, it was a hot day - not particularly conducive to mowing lawns. So I cleaned hallway and porch areas instead. In hindsight, I don't think it was any cooler than mowing.

The Tuesday night jam session that I've been going to for 11 years as changed. The core three of us who attend virtually every Tuesday, and who call ourselves Meg's Kitchen on those occasions when we play "out", have decided to use Tuesdays as rehearsal time. We decided that if we are going to play in venues where people are actually listening, rather than as background music, we should probably work out a few arrangements and try to sound a little more together. THis seems to be working. Some arrangements are thought out first, and some just seem to happen by accident. It's different from just a session. The one thing I don' like so much is telling others, who come expecting a jam session, that it no longer is.

It was so hot tonight that I had to put a cloth over my guitar because it was getting all wet and I was sticking to it. At the end, I had a big guitar shaped wet spot on my shirt. The music was good though, and our fiddler brought cookies - Kaluah Chocolate Chip. It don't get much better than that.

Music is certainly a saving grace. Being able to play with good friends on a regular basis is a great way to relax and straighten out the week.

It's 11:15 now - time to hang it up for the day. I still need to mow lawns tomorrow, or sometime soon.