Saturday, April 26, 2008
The cost of gloating
This should teach me not to gloat (today at 8:00 am).
At least my grandchildren are enjoying spring in their part of the world (tending to the ladybugs, and worried that one got away).
I retired early in the far-off frozen north, with time (finally!) to indulge a long-deferred passion: learning to play the cello (beginning November 2005). So you are about to read my cello thoughts, my cello frustrations, and (hopefully) my cello exaltations; along with general musings about travel, teenagers, hippopotamuses and elephants; and a few random gripes about everything else.