Recent conversation between me and my mom . . .
Mom: " . . . So do any of your other friends play a musical instrument?"
Me: "Well besides the guitar (which everybody and their mother plays) the only other person I know is Bryan. He plays the violin."
Mom: "Oh that's neat! Have you two ever played together?"
Me: "We always talked about it. I remember when I bought my first whistle that very same week he was getting his violin refurbished after about 3 years of idleness since high school. I don't know what he's done since then but I really do want him get into trad and play some tunes with me."
Mom: "Oh my god if you ever need practice room tell him to come over our house and play. I'd love that."
Me (happily bewildered): "Will do."
So as I found out my mom apparently LIKES to hear me play. I suppose it's all relative. To put it into perspective I spent most of my high school days in a metal band that frequently practiced in my living room. So I guess Irish music is a welcome change for her. Still, I feel lucky
Am I lucky or what?
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Indeed you are!
And so is she.
And so is she.
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