Santa gave Joe a guitar for Christmas and we finally got around to getting him lessons. He's had 2 lessons so far and he's doing well.
So what's with the title of this installment? Last Tuesday, Joe was supposed to be getting ready for his second guitar lesson, but I sent him downstairs to keep Deg, Ricky, and the 2 kids I babysit out of my hair. At about 5:30 Joe comes running upstairs hollering "I'm bleeding! I'm bleeding!" So I say "Oh holy hell, Joe, what did you do now?" I've been getting conflicting stories from Deg and Joe but the end result is the same..... Joe's face hit the concrete floor in the basement and he bit through his top lip. So we're standing at the sink and I've got him holding a cool wet paper towel on it so to slow the bleeding so I can asses the damage. Chris happened to get home right before it happened so he and i checked Joe out and decided to take him to the ER. So while we were sitting in the waiting room Chris called Joe's guitar teacher and let him know we wouldn't be able to make it to the lesson. After 2 and a half hours in the ER, some lidocaine and 3 stitches, this is what Joe looked like....
And this was the next day..... 
This was Saturday.... 
And today (Monday) we went to the doctor's office and had them removed...
He's gonna have a little scar and I told him that "Chicks dig scars, you'll understand when you get older" Back to the guitar lessons... So Wednesday Jerry, Joe's teacher, called to check on him and see if we wanted to make up Tuesday's lesson on Thursday. I told him yes and thanks. So while Chris was tuning the guitar one of the strings broke. I called a shop on 111th in Worth called Player's Guitars to get the string replaced. Mike was really helpful. I walked in with Joe's 30" (which is about 3/4 the size of a regular guitar) and there were 2 older gentlemen in the shop. They both oozed blues if you know what I mean, looking at them made me think of Muddy Waters and Buddy Guy. One of them looked at me and said "What's that, a ukulele?" I laughed and said "It's my son's guitar, he's 8." Mike took it out of the bag and started to replace the broken string. The same guy looked at the guitar and asked if I had a picture of him playing it, so I took out my phone and showed this picture
He and his friend both chuckled and he said "Get out! Look at that Cat play!"Sunday we went to China Town for dim sum at Three Happiness with some friends and their kids and then we went to Home Depot to buy a new faucet for the kitchen sink. Isn't it pretty? It's a Moen, I really like it! I helped Chris put it in.
