Catching Up with an Old Friend

Sake “helping” as usual. And yes, we didn’t make our bed today. I’d blame Eric since he was the last to get up, but I helped with my after school nap!

Here’s my buddy.

I’ve had my violin since 6th grade. In 7th grade, I became an orchestra drop-out. I was terrified of the music my teacher gave me for a competition. Now, that I’m researching getting lessons–and $50 for 30 minutes is a steal–I’m kicking myself. Looks like I’ll be self-taught.

One of my violin’s cutest features is where it was made.

In a country that doesn’t exist today.

The hope was I could help with a song at church. The new schedule messed me up so much I chose not to practice. I’m practicing now and hoping to be ready the next time the song comes up.

Keep in mind I haven’t picked up much since 7th grade. I’m a bit screetchy, but man is it fun when the notes come out right.

Helping as a teacher’s aide has been really fun. Everything but the alarm clock waking me up. The class has so many unique personalities. I love it!