“Rut Roh”

In the words of Astro, the dog from The Jetsons, “Rut roh”. Traveling did indeed throw a bit of a wrench in keeping up with my holiday survival guide and it looks like even if I meditate, practice yoga nidra, and get one more asana class in there, I’m still going to come up a little short this week. What can you do? I will say that I did do pretty well overall (and for the record, that cute little jacket did not go on my credit card), and since I’m in the middle of a little vacation my stress levels are pretty low, so at least there’s that. Plus, this was the view from my walk today, and man oh man, the ocean has a magical way of washing away any tension you might be holding onto. How does it do that?

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My favorite kind of swalk

 

And I’ve officially been reunited with Fanne after over 3 months apart so that’s a pretty big spirit lift right there. A little kitty love is just what I need to get me through the holidays. I mean, look at that face?

New hashtag: #selfieswithfanne

New hashtag: #selfieswithfanne

 

Summer Dog Days = Danne Brain Haze

We’re officially in the dog days of summer (my absolute favorite time of year), and although I’m technically a December baby, I’m a summer girl at heart—and for the record, my mom was this close to naming me Summer. This close…

So, what I’m getting at here is that it’s about that time of year where I literally have to force myself to do anything besides go to the beach and drink Sam Summer on the back porch. I’m not really exaggerating either. Maybe I’m just too hot, maybe I’m just burnt out (literally), but by the time August rolls around I’m kind of out. Call me Italian, but can’t we all just take the whole month off?

Welcome to the current state of Danne affairs.

Because my hazy-summer brain has officially taken over, I have fallen behind with just about everything: emails, keeping up with my various social media accounts, returning phone calls—and even text messages (because it takes so much effort to send a text), following through with any request that anyone makes of me that isn’t going to the beach, trip planning (more on that later), packing (more on that too), and of course…ukulele playing.

Don’t get me wrong, I’ve been practicing my little Uke…just not enough to reach my BHAG of the month. But then again—wasn’t it a pretty tall order for a total newbie to learn how to play an entire song and sing along to it in only a few weeks? I think so. But that could just be my hedonistic alter-ego “Summer” talking. She’s really good at letting me off the hook and rationalizing ditching responsibilities in favor of a good time. What a bad influence…

In any case, here’s what I can report: I did indeed learn to play the ukulele…and I actually caught on much quicker than I thought I would. I’m certainly no Don Ho, but I know a bunch of chords, I somehow have the drive to practice until I “get it” instead of being discouraged and giving up right away (the norm), and I ditched learning how to play Umbrella right off the bat when I rediscovered my favorite pop song ever: Adam Lamber’s “Whataya Want from Me”, and I’m actually pretty close to making it sound like a real song.

So…Whataya Want from Me? Video proof? I can work on that…right when I get back from the beach of course, because that’s where I’m headed the second this posts. 

Oh, and I’ll disclose the details on August’s lent tomorrow…probably…

Ukulele Lovin’ Week 2

Here’s my progress report for 18 days of ukulele strummin’:

  • Pinkelele is all packed up and ready to go home to the Amazon.com warehouse. I’m a little sad to see her go, but the more I’ve been practicing on Dan’s uke, the more attached I’m growing. Might be time to start brainstorming a name for her…
  • I officially finished all 7 lessons in my Learning Ukulele in 7 Days app and can now play classics like, “Hush Little Baby”, “La Paloma”, “Aloha ‘Oe”, “I Shall Not Be Moved”, and “Jetzt Kommen Die Lustigen Tage”—because everyone loves a good little German diddy on the ukulele, right?
  • I know 4 chords: C, G, G7, and F, and have been practicing changing between them with a decent level of success.
  • Uke came to the Cape with us last weekend and made her beach debut. Talk about the perfect beach instrument, I think that’s where ukuleles were made to be played.
  • I serenaded my family with this song (anyone want to name that tune?), to which my mom declared, “She’s a genius!”. Gotta love a little motherly encouragement:   

So, that’s where I’m at folks. I’ve decided that my focus for the rest of the month is to learn “Umbrella” by Rihanna, which I’ve chosen as my big ukulele finale song.  My goal is to play and sing the whole thing, but since that’s definitely a BHAG (big, hairy, audacious, goal), I might have to line up a plan B. Time will tell…

And now since the “real feel” temperature of the day is 103˚F, I think it’s about time I went to the beach. Holy heatwave, good thing it’s never too hot to play the ukulele…