During covid, seed-exchange programs popped up in communities to share resources. I only found out they existed when I read an article on sourcing inexpensive gardening seeds earlier today. I then found and joined one in my area. Not only did I get a 4-digit code and an address to pick them up from, but there is an event in mid-February nearby.
How cool is that?!
I yoga’d this morning, and the reflex knee tapping oddness with a zap of an electrical fence happened in my neck again. It’s been going on for three years, and although I’m worried about the painful-to-the-touch spot under my ear, I haven’t done anything.
I mean, I still haven’t done anything, but I did a thorough google investigation.
It’s likely a condition called occipital neuralgia caused by gripping my jaw at night. It won’t go away, but heat or shots of steroids can help. I’ll stick with the heat.
While at Guitar Center, Peter texted me. I replied that we were looking at ukuleles. An image of a piece of paper on his table with chords to Tiny Tim’s “Tiptoe Through the Tulips” and a text that said, “Call me. I know a guy in Hawaii that makes them.”
So I did. Peter calmed my concern about the price. “Money is not an issue here, my dear. If he has one, it will be placed with you.” Peter’s word choice of place and inflection made it seem like I’m the next chosen Dali Lama.
Dave and I bought one anyway and have been plucking away all evening. Considering how easy the chords are, I don’t think my “Somewhere Over The Rainbow” goal will take long.
This leads me to the first of 50 goals for 2023.
- Take guitar lessons
Yes, I’m miles away from the calloused fingers and ear for rhythm needed to play the songs I want, but I need to start.
Like, online lessons. While writing this, I found a person and messaged them already. Easy peasy.
Day 1 of 365 blogging is in the books! Now, onto the board game “Parks” before bed.
Love, Jaclynn
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