survived.

With a double Encore, and later asked to take to stage again to finish the evenings events, I can say whole heartidly It WAS a success.
Never in my dreams could I have pictured myself, for one on a stage at all let alone a stage so large, (A high school gymnasium) with so many eye balls focused my way with so many ears tuned in and so many brain cells ready to willingly or unwillingly pass judgment.
I opened my mouth, sound came out, I closed it, applause happend. People cheered, I breathed and am still breathing. It was pretty amazing, and humbling because you know people DONT HAVE to like you.
all in all it was a good experiance, considering it was a first experiance, it was amazing.
and luckily I have it on DVD to rewatch over and over... and over... and over, and those who know me know I will.
he he he.

and the countdown counts down

Down 3 days, 10 hours and 57 minuts until I take to the stage for what ought to be an incredibly intimidating 15-20 minuts.
I know bigger more terrifying things happen to other people on a daily basis, but singing is the most vulnerable thing I do, in my mind. I would talk to a crowd of a million much easier then I would sing for a crowd of 20.
Just do your best.... right?
right.
sweet Jesus WHAT WAS I THINKING???

Baby, it Hurts to Love You

I was sceptical when I took this job. With "mom" out of town for a month, mom out of province, heck mom on the other side of the world and 3 kids and dad, the youngest being a yearish, at home, in my care for hours a day. I was so scared he would be a wreck and here I would be trying to console him in the weeks it would take for him to get over the disapearance of his mother... it took 9 days.
Today the heart strings were not only tugged but ripped clear of my entire existance, when the hatchling tripped over a vaccume cleaner laying askew across the floor. He righted himself, looked up at me.... looked down at his sore knees, and then once more looking at both places until he tumbled forwards one, two, 6 steps and into my surprised (yet out-stretch, as I saw him coming, arms) and he colapsed into my lap and let out one BIG "Maaa-Maaa."
and that was it. Hook, line and sunk. 2% of me felt guilty that he could make such a mistake but the other 98% of me realized that the best form of love had just fallen into my lap, it might take a few days before the feet hit the floor again.
Exagerating a little?
Nope, not in the least.
And it is at this time my grandmother, who lived with me since I myself was a mere hatchling, looks down on me from her perch on my upper desk shelf, and she sighs as she says to herself,
"I did good."

STUPID IS THE NEW COOL

Straight From Trev's Brain to you.

I love Music...(AKA the 5 sexiest men on the planet)

The Trap that Went snap

If you have no religion, or spirituality (as the masses like to call it now) then what is it all about?
Since when did God become somthing we have tried to push out of our lives, out of our schools, arenas, hotel bed side tables. Is it a fear of God? Because we ALL know just HOW bad we are being? How over consumption is ruining our planet and our waist lines? Or maybe its a giuilty national consious that has built up because we tend to put God on the back burner until something disasterous happens and then its all "why would GOD let this happen?" "Why is GOD punishing us?" "GOD hates us!" and in vain, "GOD save us all"
I have never seen a headline reading "Thank you GOD for this nationally uneventiful, safe and free day."

Oh my GAWD people, so willing to point the finger of blame into the sky, but too busy to acknowledge what MIGHT be going on to save your ass every damn day.
Im sure even the mouse as it sees the metal bar flying towards its doomed head it sqeeks out in the last moment, "Damn-it God what did I ever do to YOU?"

and thats my bit of religiousness for the day, thanks for coming out.

Heffalumps and Woozles

what do you think is happening in this picture?

GET-R DONE

its decided:i will be doing too originals: start things off with some kick ass accapella song (very Serina Ryder-esque) and if I can get it together in good time, dogs adn thunder.
everyone cross their fingers... their toes and those of your pets as well for me
thanks.

Theres Ghosts in these parts Baby.

My intuitions were to be trusted when I felt the instinctual urge to fight or flight moments before the information had time to make it from my eyes to my brain. Alas, I did neither fighting or flighting. INfact in that entire one second which stretch from here to next thursday... I froze. Only to later becoming a warballing mess that the kids almost had to scrape up off the floor. I have seen a ghost, she was about 5'6. I had to reminde myself to breathe after she dispersed. No words exchanged, but ghosts never say much anyways, they dont need to! They are enough to make you wish to releave yourself where you stand just with their precence.
But honestly who was I trying to kid? Thinking I could move back to my home of nearly 20 years with the ghost ratio approx 1:1600 and not expect such encounters. In retrospect though I see I have made it 10 months virtually sightings free.
The "ironic" part? I had chosed this particular grocery store over the less expensive one for the reasoning of this particular ghost has been known to haunt the other.
Funny how the paranormal is just that.
But hunny dont get 'yer back up,
Your Demonds will come and go, but your angels will be there forever.