Sorry for the long break of no posts. I figured if there were ever a day to lessen the sad feeling my last blog post caused, today would be it.
First of all, Happy Mother's Day to all you moms out there. And a big thank you to my mom for putting up with me for a full 14 years without ripping your hair out. I realize I'm a pain in your ass, but hey, that's what teenagers are here for! Life ain't perfect. Love ya!
This weekend was quite an exciting one. Pa took me and my brothers out on a shopping-spree out of the goodness of his heart. He bought us brand-new baseball bats, got Jack and Mike sports bags to hold all their sporting supplies. He got me new guitar picks, and a guitar tuner (I'll explain this in a moment), and the new AC/DC album. He later told us we wouldn't be receiving any birthday presents from him when that time came around.
But before all of this, we had a quick lunch break at good-old McDonald's. After ordering our burgers, we found a table, and unpacked everything. Not even five minutes later, the cashier walked over and said she had given us an extra order that wasn't ours. So she checked the receipt, and took back what wasn't ours (we had no knowledge of this, just to let you know. Who do you think we are, the Hamburgerler's assistants?)
Then, Mike looked for his order out of all the bags we had, and couldn't find his double-cheese burger, with no mustard, or ketchup. All he could find was regular double-cheese burgers. So, Pa gave him some money to buy another one. Well, Mike came back with his second burger, and that one had mustard and ketchup too, even thought the receipt on it said "No mustard, no ketchup". If I had a dollar for every time I've gone to McDonald's, and had my order screwed up, I'd be filthy-stinking rich. (well, almost filthy-stinking rich.)
Well, Mike ended up wiping the unwanted condiments off his burger with a napkin, and we finally finished our meals.
Now, about that guitar stuff I got. I recently decided I wanted to learn how to play guitar, and since my dad has an old acoustic, I pulled that out of the basement a couple days ago, and started fooling around with it. Within a day or two, I had taught my self how to play "Happy Birthday to You," and some simple little tunes. My mom said she'd sign me up for lessons after my baseball season ended this summer, so by the time I reach High School, I'll be able to actually play some chords. I found a neat little web site that gives me some beginner lessons, like basic chords, and finger positioning on the frets, so I'll be prepared when my real lessons start.
I know, my life is pretty exciting to read about. "Ooh, lucky you, Ryan. Tell me more about your exciting experiences at fast-food joints, and your obsession with AC/DC."
Anyway, that's what I've been up to lately. I'll be sure to post again next weekend.
Have a good week!
Yours in awesomeness,
~Ry.
