some people make me smile. a lot. sometimes going back and reading old entries and comments* makes me smile. a lot. i like smiling. a lot.
i’ve revived my love for the piano. no, i’m not just talking keyboard. after a weekend of having fun with different sounds, i knew that i would volunteer to play keyboard anytime. but i was forced to sit down and actually brush off some old pieces this past week in preparation for a visit from my mumsie’s ankle doctor who happens to be the same man i bought the piano from. mumsie made peach pie and brownies and we had a lovely time with them. daddy and i pretended that i was thirteen again and he played the left hand and i played the right hand of Fats Wallard and then i played Chopin’s Nocturne in E Minor. three girls pretended to be the Andrew Sisters one more time and a talented girl played her guitar so well that even her three-year-old nephew asked, “how does she do that?” yes, quite lovely.
after two nights of “music” in the sinclair home (the night before we had sat around on the porch singing Dixie Chicks, Shania Twain, the Beatles, Patsy Cline, Keith Urban, and James Taylor) i’m sure a passer-by would wonder if that’s normal for us. yes, it is actually. two girls were watching home video’s today and one, from ’99 showed julia with a brand new electric guitar (she was nine), jamie with a trombone, carina with a flute, and me with my saxophone, getting a lesson from our daddy while playing along with a Miles Davis cd.
that’s just not normal.
i walked my younger brother back to the house after an afternoon of running around with neighborhood kids. he started to sing, “you’re one in a million…” and i wondered what i had done to my poor younger siblings.
this picture is old and i posted it once before on my xanga, but it makes me smile and as i’ve stated already, i like doing that.
ohgoodness! i’ve been kissed! : )
* someone actually gave me no eProps once.Â i find that rather funny.