ok this isn't a blog about the anastasia soundtrack.
though, i should probably write about that sometime, considering that i used to blast it on repeat during my angsty-preteen-frequently-lovestruck days.
oh hey dimitri hey...
this blog is actually about that time i signed up for violin lessons.
i played for 8 years back in the day.
then i stopped playing in high school.
and i think about it occasionally and miss it.
buried talent, ya know?
when i was driving home from work and i passed the exit that would lead to my favorite local music store,
i spontaneously pulled into the exit lane,
went to the music store,
ignored the good looking fella in the guitar section,
and walked straight upstairs to sign up for violin lessons.
ok so i went back to the guitar section later.
this maybe was but probably wasn't him:
the point is,
i will now be going to violin lessons once a week.
my teacher's name is marie.
she has a czech accent.
i love her already.
everything about this just tickles my little soul!
and this maybe will or maybe won't be what i'll look like:
any other buried talents out there?
something you wish you had never quit?
or wish you'd started in the first place?
you know i'd totally be a figure skater if i could go back.
kristi yamaguchi for the win,
i totally spelled kristi yamaguchi right on my first try.
someone get this girl a prize.