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  • HAHA...yeah, mine is just a fender i picked up second hand so I wasn't that upset. I used to have an old telecaster, and that would have been a different story. When I stopped playing so much I gave it as a gift to a family member who I thought would appreciate it. They didn't and ended up selling it. The are dead to me now.

    Edit: said fender but I meant second hand Gibson.
    Last edited by skink531; 05-21-2012, 07:31 AM.
    My blog: My Primal Adventure

    "I've come here to chew bubble gum and kick ass...and I'm all out of bubble gum."

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    • i'm looking forward to seeing how the hubs gets along with the neighbor. i told hubby that he needs to "claim his territory." not too much longer and he'll be home for good.

      violins can be kind of touchy too. they know not to touch the tuning pegs or the bow hair. the littlest of course doesn't really know, but i was reinforcing it. my violin was made by my grandfather, i have no clue how much it's worth. the bow is a $400 bow, which is midrange. however, the kids' violin is maybe $170. which is nothing to sneeze at, but it's easily replaceable if we had to. or rather, we could pay for the damage with little trouble and then not replace it.

      I make steak and the cats circle like sharks.
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      yes, my kitchen floor is disgusting. the kitchen is the portal to the backyard.
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      • I thought that was how country kitchen floors were supposed to look o.O Including the cats on the prowl
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        Originally Posted by TheFastCat: Less is more more or less

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        • lol. i do not live in a country house. i try to mop once a week, but with three kids running in and out throughout the day, it only takes a day or so to look like this again. kitty on right is in heat again. "me-OOOWWW. me-OOOWWWW"
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          • I don't understand violins. I need frets people! I play a lot, but it's hard to with the kids around. When thing 1 isn't playing (read:banging) his guitar while I'm playing, he'll turn the TV up...seriously, how rude is that? I just don't play when they're around much, but all 3 things and wife are going out of town (things on Sat. to DisneyWorld, wife on Monday to Charlotte for work) I shall play non-stop. I understand the dirty kitchen completely too.
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            • Originally posted by Saoirse View Post
              lol. i do not live in a country house. i try to mop once a week, but with three kids running in and out throughout the day, it only takes a day or so to look like this again. kitty on right is in heat again. "me-OOOWWW. me-OOOWWWW"
              Oh. *shrug* That's about what ours looked like 75-90% of the time growing up. Never did understand why Mom changed the linolium from red (from the 70s maybe?) to a light, if multi-colored, look. It just makes the house look lived in
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              Originally Posted by TheFastCat: Less is more more or less

              And now I have an Etsy store: CattailsandCalendula

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              • Growing up, the kitchen was lucky to get mopped once a month, so ours was in a constant state of dirty, cracked, and paw printed. Then again, it was the cheapest linoleum held on by the cheapest glue, so nowadays it's half wood and half linoleum.
                Our kitchen isn't much better, but sand shows up a lot less against beigish gray textured tiles than you would think. It's the tomato stains and garlic/ onion papers that usually convince me to sweep and mop again.
                Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
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                • thanks for making me feel better guys. when we redo the kitchen (whenever that will be), we're definitely putting in something a little darker. thankfully the rest of the house is lovely wood flooring so you can't tell how clean/dirty it is. i sweep at least once a day because i walk barefoot and the little crud on the floor drives me nuts.

                  JYACM- it's tough playing around little ones. every time i get mine out, my daughter wants me to help her with the little one. umm..no. i just got mine out to play! then the littlest one wants to strum the strings and throws a fit if i don't let him. i know it's cool, that's why *I* want to play it!! then i feel like a little kid who won't share. oh well, it's good that they're interested. hopefully this summer i can get the kids into lessons. they both want to play violin; it would be nice if one of them picked the viola or something.

                  i had a good talk with the daughter about how most men are good and just want her to be happy and healthy, but some men aren't...saying "no", finding me or another safe adult, etc. she wasn't embarrassed and liked hearing the part where i told her about the loud, powerful voice that all girls have (even little shy ones). i also told her that even though the neighbor is nice, i don't know if he's one of the good men, or someone who just acts nice. hopefully she'll get the point. i'll also have a chat with my son once he's home from school.
                  Last edited by Saoirse; 05-21-2012, 09:05 AM.
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                  • Originally posted by Saoirse View Post
                    JYACM- it's tough playing around little ones. every time i get mine out, my daughter wants me to help her with the little one. umm..no. i just got mine out to play! then the littlest one wants to strum the strings and throws a fit if i don't let him. i know it's cool, that's why *I* want to play it!! then i feel like a little kid who won't share. oh well, it's good that they're interested. hopefully this summer i can get the kids into lessons. they both want to play violin; it would be nice if one of them picked the viola or something.
                    I think my girl will be a guitar player/singer like me. I dunno about the boy, of course I didn't have any intention of being musically inclined until I was 12 or 13. No one in my family played anything outside of my cousins in the marching band. Now, 2 younger cousins and 1 older cousin all play guitar. It makes for fun family gatherings. I want to play the banjo, I think I would pick it up fast. And thing 3 (who turned 1 Saturday) likes to touch the strings while I play, he gets so excited because it changes what he hears (muffles said strings), I love it, he's cute when he does it.
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                    • my thing 3 just turned 2 on thursday.

                      there are a few musicians in the extended family. my grandfather likes to fiddle but i guess he doesn't anymore. he doesn't read music; he's a true hillbilly fiddler. there may be a few banjo players too, but no one plays together. i hope my kids decide to play, and branch out to other instruments.
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                      • Thing 3 doesn't want to walk yet...thing 1 was walking at 10 months, thing 2 at 11 or 12 months, thing 3 NOT walking at 12 months. If we keep having kids we'll have to carry them to preschool.
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                        • lol. mine were the same way, almost exactly. except thing 3 was climbing maybe around 9-10 months. as in baby gates were nothing anymore. he started walking a little after 1. thing 1 and 2 were potty capable before their respective 2nd birthdays, and thing 3 is perfectly content crapping himself. at least he lets me know, though. he walks up to me, grunts, then presents his backside and looks at me.
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                          • I don't have any Things of my own, but it sounds like me and my sibs growing up. My sister (eldest) didn't walk for, like forever. But she talked early. My little brother (#3 of 4) was up and running in no time flat but took so long to talk that Mom took him to the doctor. Apparently pointing and yelling and having his sisters translate for him worked. He still doesn't talk much. My sister, on the other hand, is a linguist.
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                            Originally Posted by TheFastCat: Less is more more or less

                            And now I have an Etsy store: CattailsandCalendula

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                            • #3 also can tell the difference, while asleep, in "I'm not going to lay you down, but I'm going into the kitchen for something" and "I'm going down the hall to try to lay you in your bed". He can tell, in his sleep, what your intentions are. I'm soft on him, I can't let him cry in his crib until he goes to sleep, I did that with the others. Plus, he's just such a good snuggler.
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                              • I was a climber in my (very) youthful days. It was common to find me playing in my room after I'd already been asleep when my parents came to check on me. I was found on multiple occasions to have climbed on top of the bookcase near/next to my crib and just chilling there. I love heights still, but they frighten me (guess I just like(d) the thrill). I'm not sure why they didn't move the bookcase...
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