Music Appreciation

Dave and I are big music people. We have scheduled vacations around concerts, customized about every genre on Pandora, left functions early to make shows and the outdoor speakers were installed by the pool before we had fully unpacked the house. We like a little bit of almost everything, but have a soft spot for surf-rock bands like Slightly Stoopid, Shwayze, Sublime, etc. There are many, many songs that make up the soundtrack to our life. Our first few years together was all Jack Johnson, John Mayer, Ben Harper, G. Love, O.A.R., Dispatch....and when I hear those albums I might as well be living in the garage apartment in Del Mar (our fist shared dwelling). I can smell the lemon tree in the backyard, see the nasturtiums that grew by our back fence and hear the train that cruised by every few hours, separating us from the beach just steps and a hill away.

 

There are songs that bring back our time in New York (we love us some Bob Schneider), our early time in Savannah (mmmm...discovering Pepper in Charleston and then heading back to our favorite B&B) and even the birth of our baby (a little bit of Bob Marley and James Taylor helped ease the contractions). I plan to start Mommy and Me music class with Lane next weekend - it's never to early!

 

Our early days were all CD - I still have a couple 'mix tape' CD's that Dave made for me to take back to Texas while we were still long distance. We moved to digital before digital was easy, with an MP3 player the size and weight of a small hardback novel. That thing went everywhere with us, we even had an attachment that made it play through the cassette deck in the bug. Giving that thing up for an IPOD was like losing a good friend.

 

For one of Dave's birthdays I gave him a guitar (roughly 8 years ago). He tried to take lessons and started to get the hang of it, but the right-handed guitar never felt right and it was the wrong time in his life for a sit-down hobby. So a few years, several sports, several houses, moves and hobbies later a new companion has entered our lives and a familiar strumming is ringing through the house. With dreams of playing with Lane one day, Dave has a renewed interest in playing - and has already progressed leaps and bounds from his first attempt. Having grown up with a guitar playing Dad, a guitar around the house just feels right. 

 

Thanks to my Dad for finding and sending the right guitar. It is beautiful and you've made us both very happy.

Lane has her first cold (or something) this week, so she's a bit whiny and out of sorts, but she was in a good mood for her 24 week picture!

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