Travelling with the Guitar

I've been called a groupie, a roadie, a coolie... but all I really am is wife to my guitar-playing husband who travels some. I get to tag along, to take me away from the monotony of obsessive house cleaning. Here, I log our adventures with food, airlines, hotels, food, organisers, fans, food, people, books I read. Did I say 'food' already? Well, someone's got to tell people what life's like on the road, right?

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

Without Roger
So, Roger's gone travelling without me. And Sara. And he calls to tell me what he is doing most of the time. What really bugs me is when he tells me about all the good food he's having and I'm stuck here at home. Doing what? Filing out a form online to join MamyPokoClub. huh? A brand of diaper Sara uses. We call it her Night Time Diaper. I get to join contests and win stuff. SOMEBODY has to win, right? Why not me? Filing out forms isn't interesting, no. Not as interesting as working on a new album, eating wonderful food....

Oops. Did I say "working on a new album"?

Whoopsie.

posted by Claudina @ 10:56 PM