May 22, 2012: Musical Instruments Day, Tuesday Rants, Curls

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May 22, 2012

Mason jars and Peonies!  Thank you Pinterest!

We completely missed El Morno today because of my slow morno start, mani-pedi, perm and nap but I look good and I am well rested! That has to count for something, right?

It was Buy a Musical Instrument Day. If we had celebrated, what would you have bought? Joe decided he wanted to take guitar lessons and perhaps tap into a latent musical career after deciding massage therapy was not really his thing. To Joe’s credit, he always tried new things on a financial shoe string. When he decided to learn to play the guitar, he signed up for a $20 park district class and bought a used guitar with a case for $10 at the Good Will store. A little duct tape held the guitar case together, and the guitar had the strings for the three chords he would learn to play first. Joe practiced every night, and Cole and I would sing along as he played “Old Susanna,” “Take Me Home Country Roads,” and “I Walk the Line.” We weren’t exactly the Partridge Family, but it was a fun way to spend an hour. When the class ended, so did Joe’s interest in becoming the lead guitarist in a rock band, and he decided what he really wanted to be was a movie star. I hung on to the guitar — I figured if things got tough, he could find a street corner, open up his guitar case, and play his guitar while Cole and I sang. I planned to make a sign that read “The sooner we make rent, the sooner we’ll go home” as an incentive to toss in loose change, or even a dollar or two. I can put a spin on almost anything — it’s a gift.

We also missed celebrating Vanilla Pudding Day today. But don’t worry — there is always next year.

Happy birthday Arthur Conan Doyle (1859–1930), who created the character detective Sherlock Holmes and his sidekick, Dr. Watson Doyle. Holmes often said, “Once you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.”

Tuesday is always rant day on my Facebook page. The theme today seemed to be inconsiderate drivers. Can you relate to these rants?

Rachel: People who drive in the left lane alongside a truck at the exact same speed as the truck for miles and miles. Seriously, what must they be thinking?

Daina: I would like to apologize to the folks whom I inconvenienced today by walking from the near north side to the Mag Mile and back. In your crosswalk, you were in a hurry, and I was in your way. Next time I attempt to cross your street, I promise to either run like hell, my heart in my sleeve out of terror as you hit your gas, or better yet, I’ll just fly across your crosswalk ‘cuz your busy and in a hurry.

My rant? People who push their grocery carts into parking spots. The worst part is this parking spot is the closest one to the entrance of the store AND the lot is all ready over crowded because of the annual plant tent. Ten steps to the cart coral. Sheesh!

Actually, I have two rants . . . I ordered a coke at lunch. This is not a coke. Double Sheesh!!

I realize that you are reading this post on Wednesday, but go ahead and rant if you want, and I will try to be timelier next week.

Cole will be home in 11 days. I hardly miss him at all. Today, after my mani-pedi and perm, I finished Book One of the Nora Roberts Trilogy Inn BoonsBoro while sitting on the patio sipping a root beer float and watching my pups play. Yep, I hardly notice the kid is even gone.

Ok, I lied. I do miss him!  Would you like to see the picture I insisted on snapping of the perfect curl that fell on his forehead right before he jumped out of the car at the airport as the security guards yelled at us to move along? After I snapped the picture, I told him to be very good and only a little horrid.

Naturally when I recite the whole poem to Cole, I change girl to boy. I learned his poem from my sweet mother. I don’t remember rolling my eyes when she recited it.

There was a little girl,
Who had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead.
When she was good,
She was very good indeed,
But when she was bad she was horrid. ~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.

And on a final note, this amused me. I’m easily amused

I will be back in just a little bit to post today’s El Morno (5/23). We won’t miss Turtle Day  I promise!

Odd Loves Company,


3 thoughts on “May 22, 2012: Musical Instruments Day, Tuesday Rants, Curls

  1. I think this is yesterday El Morno that we did not celebrated and not today’s El Morno. It’s Wednesday right? I played the fiddle badly for awhile.
    I don’t have a rant but it’s early yet so maybe when I come back for today’s El Morn I will have a rant for yesterdays El Morno. I always return my grocery cart to cart stall.

    Have a good one!

  2. Look at that perfect curl. Of-course you miss him! I played the violin in grade school and high school and the first couple years of college. I’m told I wasn’t bad. Someday I might want to pick music up again. I stopped because of the time involved and I felt that I had progressed as much as I was going too for the time I wanted to commit.
    Love the text message. You always make me LOL which is why I love stopping by!

  3. Not counting the days til Cole gets back, are you?! You sound like me, counting the days until Domer would get home. Thankfully, he’s here!

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