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Friday, October 26, 2007

Playing With Our Eyes Closed…

Yes, you read right. We had to play a little bit with our eyes closed at last Tuesday's violin lesson! She said "muscle memory" should kick in (Ha). I think the second time we played the D Major Scale, my bow ended up in the same place it started, um, almost. I do have to say, though, that we played almost non-stop the entire lesson, and I am not nearly as sore as I used to get. I'm still deciding if this is something I want to continue, or if I want to change to learning the Cello (just like at Justin and Jessica's when I was playing my violin as a cello…hehe), or take voice lessons…or nothing :o) So many options! Unfortunately, I don't have any fun stories about our lesson on Tuesday, other than the fact that we can play a mean version of "Variations on Hot Cross Buns" now. With CD Accompaniment, too! Only one more lesson…where have 8 weeks gone?

3 comments:

Dawn N. said...

I wish I could hear you play the "Variations on Hot Cross Buns" song! You've gotten further than I did for sure. I played "Row Row Row Your Boat", but the boat tended to row away from me sometimes. ;-)

Mama Jessica said...

We missed you guys today. I hope you had a great weekend! I totally think you should try the cello, or just see if they will let you play the violin like one!!! :)

Alyson said...

It is too funny that we were somewhat neighbors out in CA. It is indeed a small world!! I do know what you mean about not being able to afford to live out there on your own. I couldn't have done it on my own for sure.
My Husband Dave worked at a place called O-mation, and animation studio located in San Clemente. Anyway he worked on movies. The last one he worked on came out last Winter called The Barnyard. My family gives him a hard time about the cows in the movie, because they all have utters, even the boy cows. Since my family are basically all farmers, they have to give the city boy a hard time. (Of course my husband had nothing to do with the utters, the writer thought it would be funny)
Anyway, good luck with your last class. I am sure whatever you choose to do will be fun!