Our Tiny Violist

So after many months of practicing, frustration, some tears and then more practice, practice, practice, Claire had her first Orchestra Recital(?) last evening and everything went smoothly.  Mind you, there were a lot of kids on stage and whether she hit the right notes or not, she did it and we couldn't be more proud.  Seriously, my heart was bursting with pride.

Now she'll spend the Summer in her private classes so that she can return even better than before.  She really does have a great teacher who is so patient and loving.  I'm happy that we found her.

Claire and Olivia.  Aren't they super cute!

I was going to write about something else today but our Friend, neighbor and Olivia's Mom, MaryBeth, emailed these photos to me this morning so I am able to write about this.  Yes, can you believe that I forgot my camera.

One funny thing before I sign out.  Both girls, reminded us, several times and several days before the performance that "it's customary to present flowers after a recital".  MaryBeth and I got the biggest kick out of this.

Claire's Proud Dad, m.

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"Changing Rooms"

Last year, when we moved into our home, Fred took it upon himself to buy the biggest t.v. he could afford and plop it right there in "The Good Livingroom".  If you've been following me, you know that I've always hated it there.  In fact, I probably blogged/bitched about it a billion times by now.  Since we have a Family Room/Den and the kids have the entire basement, I was trying to create a quiet room.  But once you add a t.v. to any space, it always attracts the "wrong element".  And in this case, my kids.  You know the old saying, "Kids should be seen and not heard".  Well when it comes to my living room, I don't even wanna see 'em!

So the other day, I finally had had enough and I put my foot down.  Oh yes I did!  I told Fred that he either remove it or I was going to.  And I tried my best to act stupid by asking him how it's done.  "Do I just yank out all these wires from the wall?".  So he moved it to the den.

At last, I have a room to myself.  But oddly enough, I share it with tons of excess furniture that I plan to sell.  For example, these lamps shown above.  Not really my style, but in a way, I think they're so cool!  Someone will die for them I just know it.  So furniture comes and goes and as it does, I get to experiment with different decorating styles almost on a weekly basement.  I do realize that I'm driving everyone in my household nuts, but, I'm happy!  Well, today that is.

Oh, while I have you, I just opened an Etsy Shop this past Sunday.  Would you check it out please!

http://www.etsy.com/shop/HermansSteelGarage

Your Ever Evolving Friend, m.

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"What's up, Doc?"

He asked, "can I have a snack?".  And although my first instinct is to always say "no", I said, 'what do you want?".  He said a carrot.  Kids these days!

Your Friend, m.
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Rose

Her First Holy Communion


Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird

Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for them springing fresh from the Word

Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from Heaven
Like the first dew-fall, on the first grass

Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where His feet pass

Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play

Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day

Morning has broken like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken like the first bird

Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for them springing fresh from the Word

Jenny and Jeremy, thanks for calling on me to photograph your beautiful Rose.

And thanks to everyone who visited me here this week to see my latest photo shoots.  I hope that you enjoyed them.

Jenny, Jeremy and Rose's  Friend, m.

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