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To: epicure who wrote (74408)2/13/2000 11:03:00 PM
From: Rambi  Respond to of 108807
 
Ammo and I went out and bought this incredible keyboard tonight--
a Yamaha PSR 740. It can do everything. We set it up next to the grand piano, and are busily writing a great concerto. Ms.Rambi and Son's Opus-- maybe they'll make a movie out of it!!
I think making music with your children is an incredible experience for all of you, and encourage you to get that piano!! Also being able to accompany them on their songs as they learn will make them sound better and encourage them. Besides which all the Mommy attention is great.

Today as I was robing for choir at church, I noticed someone had put a magazine ad on the bulletin board. It was a cupid and hearts and flowers and it said, Wishing you a Romantic Valentine's Day

Under that it big letters was the advertiser:
VIAGRA.



To: epicure who wrote (74408)2/14/2000 1:51:00 AM
From: Grainne  Read Replies (2) | Respond to of 108807
 
I am afraid I am not very musical, X. I did play the clarinet for three years as a child, but was pretty much forced to do so by cruel parents who were more musical than I was. Now, of course I did NOT coerce my child into playing an instrument, and so I am just waiting for her to turn on me and tell me her life would have been much richer had I insisted that she learn to play something. I continue to offer lessons, and she continues to refuse, however. Perhaps if this goes on for several more years, she will be adult enough to accept that it was she who did not want to play.

I love households where instruments are being played, finding them very sensuous and lovely. We do have harmonicas, a keyboard and some bongos and maracas, should the mood strike. All of this moved my husband, who wanted to learn to play the piano but grew up so poor that it was not possible, to vow that all he still really wanted was a small cottage overlooking the ocean, and a piano and lessons. So perhaps I will grow ancient listening to him play. In the meantime a girlfriend and I encountered a very handsome harp player at the produce market right before Christmas, selling CDs of him playing, mostly Celtic stuff. My girlfriend is young and single and very romantic, and remarked how wonderful it would be to wake up every morning with him playing harp in a corner of the bedroom.

My daughter knows a game called Seven Minutes in Heaven, but it is not a game you could play in school. It is like Spin the Bottle, except that the couple ends up in a closet for seven minutes!