Linux, musical road-dogging, and daily life by Paul W. Frields
 
Turn that frown upside down.

Turn that frown upside down.

Yesterday Evie reminded me that I had a crate full of harmonicas in almost every key. I showed her a bit of how to use them — as much as a six-year-old could handle, at least — and then I found my harp holder and decided to strum a little while I played. Ethan eventually came down to see what the ruckus was and seemed pretty delighted. And I have to admit, I think there may not be much that can cheer you up faster than playing guitar and harmonica together when you’ve had a rough week.

Eleya is gone all day at a bellydance hafla (which as far as I can tell means “party where dancers get together and dish about men, textiles, and whichever dancers didn’t show up”), so I have the kids today. The phrase “rue the day” comes to mind. At least I should have a little time around the boy’s nap break to get some work done.