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Piano Time

11 Aug

I bought a piano the day before my 31st birthday. This was not a mid-life crisis.

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It is pure magic.

This piano, who has yet to secure an official name, fills the house with music. David plays into the night. I practice during the day. Walt and even Petra, the cat, play when they want to. That’s the beauty of a piano, it sounds good no matter what is going on. Well, except Petra always plays a sound of doom forte and scares us. But when the player knows what he or she is doing, all you can do as an observer it to enjoy.

David used to play as a child, and even being 20 years rusty, he’s good. I am enjoying the book I bought myself to teach me how to play. It is all very mathematical and complex to do two different things with your hands at once.

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I saw this on FB the other day and chuckled.

It is a life-long dream of mine to learn to play the piano. I used to practice the cello. I love the sound, but I never wanted to play it like I do the piano. I hope that will keep me motivated enough to get good!

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For Christmas

28 Dec

Truth be told I missed going to service at our church on Christmas Eve, but besides that this has been the best Christmas I’ve had in a long time, and they’re usually pretty good. For the last 11 years (of adulthood) I’ve either been in Europe celebrating Christmas or at home attending lots of family and friend gatherings (usually with out of town visitors too since so many people I met in various schools around Atlanta have inevitably moved out of town again but everyone always comes back in town over the holidays). I like to be social, but it is very hard to party all day every day and still get the work done that I usually need to, take full-time care of my child, and do all the extra Christmas stuff I like to do: make and send Christmas cards, get a unique gift for each person on my gift list, decorate, etc., and also take care of our house well enough to sell it! Don’t look now; it’s still trashed from the present extravaganza this week.

Our biggest wish for 2015: we are trying to move to the suburbs. My/our dream is happening! Space! Schools for Walt (if homeschooling doesn’t work)! A fenced in yard! Plenty of craft space (that one’s for me). Great garage for all of Dave’s tools. We just have to sell our house first, by March 7th. And we’d prefer to not lose a ton of money now that the economy is doing pretty well again. I think. I guess that depends on which news source you listen to.

I had fun this year making gifts for family. Mostly paintings and other framed work.

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Dave’s family had this sign growing up in their cabin at Lake Rabun.
So I made a painting of it (the original is wooden) to give to his sister.

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I love established signs, so I decided to make my own. I made copies for siblings with appropriate states (or in one case Germany), names, and dates.

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My favorite! A garden of grandchildren hand prints for Nini!

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This was another awesome painting I did for my newest nephew. I love it and plan on making more to sell on Etsy. When I open that Etsy shop I’ve been planning to do for the past year. Maybe 2015 will be my lucky year when everything on my to-do list gets done!

Today was the last day that family was in town, which is sad, especially since work starts back again tomorrow. I can’t say enough how much more I like David being around all week with me and Walter rather than at the office. It’s just been a joy to celebrate the holidays with the many people that I love.

We left the baby and the Bible but brought the bourbon

27 Oct

Last weekend we had the pleasure of going on our church retreat in Black Mountain, North Carolina. I haven’t been on an overnight retreat since high school, and it was very fun to include alcohol in the mix. The weather couldn’t have been more perfect, and to be honest, I really enjoyed that it wasn’t too churchy. We had one session per day that lasted a couple hours, and it was more like Christian and life philosophy and discussion with 60 of my favorite people. I could have sat there chatting the whole weekend if the chairs had been more cushy.

Walt let us sleep in Friday morning, so we got a late start driving up there as we had chores to do before we could drop him off at my mom’s, and we also wanted to enjoy David’s day off work. The drive up to Asheville and beyond was gorgeous, though about halfway there David realized we hadn’t remembered to bring a Bible for the retreat. But we had made sure to have homemade snacks, wine, and bourbon! I have no doubt my priorities were clearly thought through. And of course we stopped for boiled peanuts as soon as we made it to the country.

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This guy’s Cajun-style peanuts were so good we stopped here on the way home too — in the front yard of the ACE Country Store up somewhere outside of the city.

We were going to arrive too late to make it to dinner at the lodge, so we stopped at Juicy Lucy’s in Asheville for a burger. They stuff their burgers with cheese (yum) and had great draft beer. It really felt like we were on vacation.

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We arrived at the lodge just as the first session was over, which was disappointing because it was about happiness, and I can always benefit from learning more about that. But we found our room, opened a bottle of wine, and sat out on rocking chairs on the front porch with good friends and a mountain breeze.

Our room, unfortunately, had two twin beds that were more similar to concrete slabs than to mattresses, and they were squeakier than a mouse being chased by a cat. This amused me since it was our first trip out of town without Walter (no sharing our room with a baby!), but we survived. Not all trips need to be super luxurious, just like they don’t have to be across the world to be interesting.

After lunch the next day we had lots of free time, which most people use to go hiking in the area. This was the main reason I didn’t want to bring a two-year-old (aka a slightly disobedient toddler), besides the fact that Dave and I seriously needed some adult-only time together. Our group walked a few miles from our lodge to the top of a cliff on Lookout Mountain, via a trail nearby. And we were greatly rewarded for our hiking efforts!

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The 360 views were spectacular.

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Saturday night they brought in a local storyteller. I thought half of her stories were really good. The last one really riled the kids up about a bear who liked to eat out of the nearby dumpster.

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On the way home Sunday we stopped again in Asheville for lunch at another yummy place, Wayside Village. Then of course back through the mountains and roadside art of North Georgia.  I thought this sign in particular showed a good sense of humor.

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I wanted to stop at every flea market, thrift store, and art stand on the way back, but we were in a hurry to get home to Walt. So we only stopped at one where this guy painted old window frames with rural scenes. I didn’t buy anything but I loved his art. I’ll have to get something next time.