I’d like to present a very special delivery.
This is our new string child, Theodore.
Theodore is an insanely blue viola. I love him. I don’t know why I name instruments, but it’s a fact of my life.
If my husband and I don’t end up having kids for some odd reason, I want us to be the crazy aunt and uncle who have 147,994 instruments (exaggeration? We shall see) and sixteen cars and our nieces and nephews to want to hold the tiny ukuleles on the top shelf and go on fast car rides with their uncle. (my husband loves cars.)
This is the next ukulele I want, the tiniest baby ukulele I have ever seen. I will name her Lily.
Of all my life goals, having a house full of instruments has been one of my most constant. Having the potential to make a ton of music is what I think makes a house incredibly homey. Having it smell like a spice shop is also a desire of mine.
Why? That is a story for a different day.
I need to learn to play Theodore. I’d never held a viola before this week, and I’m excited. This will be a challenge for me, since I play all stringed instruments backwards due to a stroke. I have been challenged by my husband to learn to play it right handed. Wheeeeee. This will be fun.
Alas, we have people over. I must go.
Until next post,