There is a new Yamaha Clavinova 330 sitting my living room right now – and it’s mine!! For the first time since I lived at home with my parents (13 years ago), I have a piano in my own residence to play. I’m not sure words can describe how excited I am by this, so I won’t go on and on. Just know that this has been a long time coming – years of contemplating, saving, wishing, waiting…and now she’s here!
I can’t wait to get started teaching my children. I’m rusty after years of not playing regularly, but I’m looking forward to whipping these fingers back in shape and teaching my girls how to read music. (Or at least Maya; I might wait to start with Ellery until she’s six.) If only I had the time and money to take piano lessons myself! I would sincerely love having someone tell me all of my weaknesses and help me improve. It’s been so long since I’ve taken piano lessons – 15 years! I took lessons from ages six to 16, and some of those skills are never lost. I can sit down at a piano and come up with something to play. I can do church/worship music easily – give me some chords and I can figure it out and fill in the holes. But when I opened a book and tried to play Mozart’s Turkish March? Fuggedaboutit. (Okay, the biggest reason I’ll never master that one is not its difficulty, but rather the size of my hands. Too small!) The piano salesman (who gave us a good deal, after a few negotiation sessions) sent Jason home with a book of classical piano songs, many of which I had played before in another lifetime. It was fun to sit down and try to plunk them out again.
I can see many hours of my life being lost at those keys.
Best feature? Headphones! My four babies are all sound asleep, and I was pounding away. Amazing.
Really, this is the best Christmas present I’ve ever received. Not sure you can ever top this one, honey.