Soul Runnings

  Good Evening Friends! Yesterday I promised you an after picture. Here are a few!  This is my new color, "Vesuvias Red". I like!  It is a little darker than usual, which is closer to my "natural color" (the one I was born with!). But with more red.  And no gray! Funny how something external like a new hair color or hair cut can make your spirits soar. And even go deeper inside! I thought I was going to talk about hair color, weight loss and the state of my love relationship tonight. But instead, I would like to talk a bit about my piano teaching. I'll start with a little (true) story. I teach two brothers. Both have been with me about two years. They also play cello, which I believe they consider their main instrument. The younger one started with me as a beginner on piano. The older one had had some lessons.  They are both hard working, and a bit competitive, not only with each other, but with themselves! They always have this pushing forward energy - to finis

 Hello Friends! I kept my word! I am blogging again. I hope to keep this up.  It is amazing how it keeps me balanced to get my rambling thoughts out on a regular basis. And if it is interesting or entertaining to only a few people, then I am happy! Currently, I am sitting at my computer with a plastic bag over my head. I had an early evening - some of my evening students canceled. My daughter called me up to help feed babies. As we were sitting there talking about our day over the grunting, squirming, sucking and snorting sounds (I think they sound like piglets!), my daughter looked at my hair and said tonight would be a good night to use the hair dye we had ordered several weeks ago. I have quite a bit of gray showing. I don't mind streaks, but I'm just not ready for the full blown gray look. Not yet. Not while I have still have a strapping 48 year-old man for a fiance!  I'd hate to be out to dinner with him and have people think I'm his mom! Call me vain.   Anyway, my

Hello Friends: I debated blogging today. I had made a pact with myself nearly five years ago, when I began this blog to be transparent and attempt to blog daily - the good, the bad and the ugly! Lately though, I tend to avoid y'all when things aren't going so well or I don't have anything profound to say. I seriously need to get over that profundity thing.  Life is not always profound. Some moments are stressful, painful, scary, joyful, and hilarious!  And worst of all, for someone like me, sometimes they are the dreaded mundane! Gasp! Most of my life I have feared the mundane, the routine and the ordinary. Strangely enough, now that I am a grandma (a "Zma") to four unbelievingly precious children, there is quite a bit about my normal routine that I cherish. Like when my daughter calls me at all hours of the morning and night and sleepily asks if I want to come feed a baby.  Since there are two of them (now 7 weeks old),  Or when my 3 1/2 year old granddaughter kn