Even though I grew up in a family of musicians, my own personal “hands-on” experience has been limited to childhood piano lessons. I used to watch my other family members play their instruments, and I enjoyed singing and dancing to the music that they played. I never really payed a lot of attention to the logistics of tuning any of their instruments. I guess that is why I was mildly surprised when Chuck was telling me that he was teaching Jack how to tune a drum set this weekend. I never really ever thought about having to tune up a drum!
Dance lessons
When Sissy heard that I was thinking about signing up for some dance classes, and couldn’t decide between ballroom, clogging, ballet, tap, or belly dance classes, she immediately decided that she was going to sign up for private dance lessons in santa monica herself. When she told me that, I had to work hard to restrain myself from making a snarky comment about how it seems that every time she hears that I am thinking about doing something, that she immediately has to say she is thinking about doing the same thing, but it is always “up a notch” as if to make herself look like she is better than me.
I’m thinking about telling her that I’m going to have some exotic body art work done, and see if she runs right out and does it first, and then not do it myself at all – just for a good laugh at her expense!