It’s been a good couple of days.
Unexpected gigs and Joey’s back in town.
The gigs are a step up, pay wise, from what I’m used to getting. Nick has booked another one for Saturday.
A couple of months ago, I thought Nick was bullshit walking but I was wrong. Wrong. Wrong.
I’m just glad I kept my low opinion of him to myself. Coz, if I had opened my mouth announcing my first impression, I wouldn’t be waking up on the green side of the cash this morning.
And I’m gonna need that money now that Joey’s come back to Florida for summer vacation.
He’s been in Louisiana living with his mother and her man friend.
Joey told me over the phone last night, “Things aren’t working out and we probably are going to move back home, to Florida.”
I used to blog a lot about Joey when he lived near me and I drove him to school every day.
I love that boy and we’ve kept in touch but the pain of him being gone and the craziness of his drug addicted mama’s attitude and behavior towards her boyfriend, his parents, her mother, her mother’s boyfriend and me was too raw, too immediate, to make any blog post worth writing much less reading.
Anyway, he’s back and I’m gonna spend some of my money made from music on the boy God brought into my life to school and protect.
Something tells me the good days are going to continue.