My Piano...and the Dorks Who Play It

First of all, I have to ask...do you like my new glasses? ;) Sam, I posted this picture for you. I look like a complete dork. I was by myself in this picture. It was almost 2 am. I had been "playing" on my piano and right before I got in bed, I decided I would take some pictures of my piano (for you, Jamie). As you can see, that is not what I accomplished. I started making weird faces and taking pictures of myself. I was tired...forgive me. Anyway, so Sam came over Monday night and spent the night with me and she was looking at the pictures on my camera and said, "I like this one! I want one!" Why? That is beyond me. But, here it is especially for you, Samantha, dear friend and sleepover buddy. Cheers with E.L. Fudge. By the way, did you like those cookies? I never asked you.

So, who do you think the following is? a) Carmen or b) Sam

Sam seriously asked me this question: "Is this you or me?" She went on to explain how it looks like her kind of. While she was explaining, I thought to myself, "HAHAHAHAHA!!! That's funny Sam! Because I'm CROSS-EYED!" But then, she proceeded to tell me that it was in the nose area. How in the world she came up with that, I do not know but it was definitely funny. Worth sharing? I don't know. But, I live in Shawnee, Oklahoma and one has to scrape for interesting things and pictures to share, okay?

Okay, that's enough of the photos I took of myself. NEXT!

Here she is, Jamie. One of a kind...

Look at it! All nestled in my room as if it actually belongs there(cuz it does)! Yay! I even took some videos for you. Will they play? I do not know. However, it is the thought that counts, right? The first video is self-explanatory.

This next video is kind of weird. My hand looks like the hand off of the Addam's Family. Creepy. Oh well. The song I am playing is actually not a song at all. I made it up (although it sounds strangely familiar). However, it is so easy, Bilbo Baggins could play it with his big fat hobbit toes. But, I personally think it sounds pretty in real life. Anyway, who really cares? Here it is!

Okay, so, Sam and I had a sleepover Monday night, right? We were tired...but far from cranky. It was 1:30 am and we were banging on my piano and telling stories in word and instrument. I must say, we were pretty good. This first picture is of Sam post-playing piano with her nose while she was listening to me trying to convince her to do it again so I could get a picture of it.

Yay! She did it!

And this is Sam playing with every thread of emotion in her Beethoven-like heart:

And I, with my hair in my face, am Mozart-like:

Now, it is storytime. Sam is the narrator and I am the musician. Warning: the following story is not verbatim--but close enough. Sam: "Once upon a time there was a leprechaun(sp?) that jumped out of the bushes in the forest." I followed with some high-pitched notes which implied that the leprechaun was bounding through the forest with innocence and glee. "He found a rainbow with a pot of gold at the end of it." Three very quickly played high notes instrumentally illustrated the sparkling gold. "Suddenly, it began to hail..." To which I responded with some very dark, deep, low notes all the way at the other end of the keyboard...danger is on the way...an ominous sky and sudden large, icy precipitation dropping from the sky. "...Skittles. He was catching them on his tongue." Whoa...I jumped all the way to the higher notes on the keyboard. 'Twas hailing SKITTLES not hail! Sam abruptly stops the story to laugh and ask me this: "Does it help you to act it out?" Why did she ask that? We discovered me doing the following during the Skittle Hailstorm:

"We" discovered me. I say "we" because I hardly realized I was doing it...I was really into the story. Weird, huh? Anyway, this was a reinactment. I bet the first time was way better.

Okay, next it was my turn for narration. Sam sat down at the piano and got prepared to play according to my story. Me: "A stork flew in..." The look on her face was priceless as she just took both of her hands and put them on some high and low keys. I SO wish I coulda captured that face! I mean, how DO you personify a stork with piano keys? I couldn't tell you...

Needless to say, I am very happy with my piano (whose "cosmetic scuffs" barely exist!) Look how happy I am pretending like I can actually play:

And, look at Sam's cool photography! (Ignore the improper hand posture...)

Okay, that's all.