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dawn_felagund) wrote2008-07-07 05:40 pm
dawn_felagund) wrote2008-07-07 05:40 pm
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When I decided that I wanted to go for my teaching certification, I put a carrot at the end of the stick for myself: I have always wanted to learn the fiddle. I love the fiddle; it is my favorite instrument to listen to. I play the guitar, the trumpet, and two kinds of recorders but, aside from taking a class called "Exploratory Music" when I was nine years old, have never played the violin or fiddle. So, I told myself, once I got my certification, I would reward a job well done by acquiring a fiddle.
Yesterday, Bobby told me that he had a surprise coming by post for me today. I figured it was a book, since I've been looking for a decent book on medieval Irish history and I'm always in the market for illumination books. I came home from work today to find a huge package wrapped in Happy Birthday paper. No, it's not my birthday, but Bobby got it at the store the other day while shopping for the party in a rush and failed to notice the Happy Birthday writing on it. It adds to the charm, we both agree.
Well, I suppose you can guess what was in the big package wrapped in Happy Birthday paper. :)
No, I clearly don't have my teaching certification yet since I haven't even started classes, but Bobby saw a great deal for a fiddle on eBay and couldn't resist. And the note attached reads that it is a gift to celebrate starting back to school again, which we both know has meant an immense amount to me.
Of all the things I expected to come home to today, a fiddle was definitely not one of them! I'm not complaining, though. I still can't quite believe that it's on the counter right behind me. I have to figure something to name it now. I'm thinking, maybe, Daeron.
So, I told Bobby, this leaves me having to decide on a new carrot to put at the end of the stick. I'm thinking maybe a harp. >:^)
Yesterday, Bobby told me that he had a surprise coming by post for me today. I figured it was a book, since I've been looking for a decent book on medieval Irish history and I'm always in the market for illumination books. I came home from work today to find a huge package wrapped in Happy Birthday paper. No, it's not my birthday, but Bobby got it at the store the other day while shopping for the party in a rush and failed to notice the Happy Birthday writing on it. It adds to the charm, we both agree.
Well, I suppose you can guess what was in the big package wrapped in Happy Birthday paper. :)
No, I clearly don't have my teaching certification yet since I haven't even started classes, but Bobby saw a great deal for a fiddle on eBay and couldn't resist. And the note attached reads that it is a gift to celebrate starting back to school again, which we both know has meant an immense amount to me.
Of all the things I expected to come home to today, a fiddle was definitely not one of them! I'm not complaining, though. I still can't quite believe that it's on the counter right behind me. I have to figure something to name it now. I'm thinking, maybe, Daeron.
So, I told Bobby, this leaves me having to decide on a new carrot to put at the end of the stick. I'm thinking maybe a harp. >:^)
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Visiting Tarion, of course, I know would be an experience filled with both adventure and intrigue. ;)
Have I ever mentioned that I used to be married to the idea of owning a hardingfele after that lovely little Rohan theme?
Actually, yes, we were talking fiddles on YIM during our last conversation, I think! Since that was months ago, I wouldn't be surprised if you didn't remember it. ;)
It needs something more energetic sounding
How about Elemmire? That guy has no canon personality whatsoever, so he can be as spunky as we like!
Well, now I'm -really- moving into your house now -- after you're a master fiddler that is. No offense, I don't want to hear your beginning practices. ;D
Lol! One of my first comments to Bobby after opening my fiddle: "Now we need to invest in some heavy-duty earplugs for you!" ;) Poor Daeron/Elemmire/whoever is in serious need of tuning, too. The third string is currently higher-pitched than the second. o.O
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It is! I even have a clan!
Not that I can remember my tartan colors/pattern, but...>.>Oh, and there's music, dancing, and jousting. And mountains.Visiting Tarion, of course, I know would be an experience filled with both adventure and intrigue. ;)
Ha, of course! And she even is dog friendly! ;)
Actually, yes, we were talking fiddles on YIM during our last conversation, I think!
Lol, I was going to say, "Our last IM conversation?! When was THAT?!" ;P
How about Elemmire?
Hey, that could work! I can imagine a fiddle named Elemmire.
I still want an alto trombone named Peeves. >.>Okay, now you've got me imagining Elemmire writing the tra-la-la-lally song from The Hobbit. ;D
Poor Daeron/Elemmire/whoever is in serious need of tuning, too. The third string is currently higher-pitched than the second. o.O
Oww, my soul. I made my roommate tune her guitar whenever the weather changed. >.> My piano is severely out of tune as well... Tune it! If you get it perfect, you'll probably call in a cold front. ;D