Wednesday, I began mandolin lessons at Granddaddy's Music in Roanoke. I got there are 20 minutes early and a group of men where playing instruments.....they handed me a guitar and told me to play....so I did. It was fun jamming with some seasoned veterans....but....Today, my hand hurts. My actual lesson was about 45 minutes of actual playing. Mr. Granddaddy taught me a lot. It was a lot of fun sitting at the feet of the master...like I did as a child when my grandfather taught me to play the guitar. The mandolin in this picture is NOT the one I am learning on. This one was my grandfathers. I remember as a child listening to him play beautifully on any stringed instrument. I would be afraid to play this one....it would probably break. Nope...my mandolin looks a lot like a guitar...only smaller. Mine is an A style of tear drop shaped...my arthritic fingers were stretched to the max yesterday. I have exercises to do every day to lengthen my hand spread and I have to practice 30 minutes a day. Yesterday I learned bluegrass chords D, C, and G. I also learned how to run the scales and change keys simply by moving my hand in a sliding motion. I learned a chop chord and learned to play and sing with myself playing, "I'll Fly Away." I was beat when I left....but no rest for the weary. All the way home I smiled a huge smile because I could just imagine my grandfather smiling down at me for doing this. I had youth at church last night so I had to go straight home, pick up Frank and head to pick up our youth and get to the church. By the time we got home finally....ate supper, I cleaned up the kitchen.....my hands were aching. I rubbed the left one down with some heat rub and hit the bed. I physically slept well....but mentally my brain never shut down....so this morning...I am dying.....and tonight we bowl. No rest for this weary one. Happy Thursday! Tomorrow is a Teacher Workday....Whoooo Hoooo...and I am so looking forward to it!....Well, except for the workshop on child abuse. Those always distress me.
I am a woman who wears many hats and loves them all. I am a singer - I sing with the group Still Magnolias. I was part of the original First United Methodist Church Arbor Praise Team until we moved. After 24+ years of teaching English 11 and Spanish I - II at Benjamin Russell High School I decided to take a job closer to home. I now teach Spanish I & 2 at Randolph Co. High School and Wadley. I thought I was getting close to retirement and looking forward to it, but decided to move my cheese and try something different. I am a preacher's wife and a preacher myself. My husband Frank is the pastor at Rock Mills United Methodist Church and I am the pastor at Midway (Wedowee). It has made our conversations interesting, to say the least.