Oh ….. my …….god!
If you had spent the last three years trying to learn how to play the
trumpet and had made absolutely no progress in that time, would you
give up? If so, then you have less persistence than our
neighbor. This person has A LOT of persistence.
Every single day, for pity sakes!!!! I’m all for hobbies, but
maybe it’s time to throw in the towel and look for a new avenue to
personal enrichment. Maybe soapmaking … or how about sign
language? It’s driving me crazy!
Today was a wild day at school. We had spring pictures, so the
kids didn’t have to wear uniforms. I’m telling you, they are completely
different people when they aren’t in uniforms. Naughty, naughty,
naughty! But, it is fun to see them looking like real kids.
On top of that excitement, it is St. Patrick’s Day; yes, we purposely
plan it that way so that they can wear green instead of the usual blue
and white. Of course, a bunch of them still didn’t wear green, so
the pinching wars ensued on the playground. Total bedlam!
Then we had a special two hour art lesson taught by an arts educator
from the Los Angeles County Museum of Art … part of this great
program we are in this year … more about that another time.
Well, any time you have a “special” anything, it’s apparently another
excuse for the kids to act like they’re starring in a TLC special on
feral children. The art teacher innocently armed them with
pastels and markers, and things reached a feverpitch.
All in all, I think the kids had a fantastic day … tons of fun …
and they totally needed and deserved it. I, however, am exhausted
and am now being treated to a free cacaphonic concert by my
oh-so-generous neighbor.
And the best part? I get to work tomorrow. That’s what happens when you can’t say no. 
Quotes of the Day (yep, you get two!)
We spend the first twelve months of our children’s
lives teaching them to
walk and talk and the next twelve years telling them
to sit down and shut up. (sad but true, huh?)
–Phyllis Diller
If you can imagine a man having a vasectomy without anesthetic to the
sound of frantic sitar-playing, you will have some idea what popular
Turkish music (or my neighbor’s trumpet playing) is like.
–Bill Bryson
Poisoned by Fairy Tales 
ooohhh that last quote hurt thinking about it…well honey i am still here and kicking and sad that he is not here and i got to work saturday on and ahhhhh i miss him….okay i hope this works out…my track record is zip with guys….i get all the bad ones….so now i am hoping and believing big time…hope for me too ….i need it….i have waited so long….and this weekend he is all tied up with personal things so i will just work and exist….well i am off to bed now …i still cant sleep much and my body is really feeling it…. hope you see LOVE…<3
You know I still remember elementry school days that were just like that, bedlam. It’s so much more memorable than the day, in day out routine. You poor teachers. :lol:If your neighbor is married or has a sig other maybe you could bribe him/her to dispose of the trumpet.(I don’t know where it went?) And no!, to answer the question I would not after three years still be trying, heck I don’t think I’ve ever done any hobby that long. I do geneology and scrapbooking but that’s hit and miss, not every day for years. Plus as a bonus incredibly quiet…lol.
i cant get into my site (meikaili) they shut is down saying i violated eligibility…i dont get it i come home from work and that is what i see and my poems are locked up in that site…i am so in trouble…what is going on…i cant contact xanga either though i keep trying…they took my account with no reason and my poems as well….katie
oh yeh i am using a friends user name to leave you this comment (sparklytoes) so email me if you know how i can fix this …i am so irritated here
meikaili@comcast.net
i think the same (vasectomy without anesthetic sounding) holds true for traditional chinese music!(and MKD plays trumpet… was in a jazz band while in college even.)
and no, sadly… no real progress on the pee-front.