Monday, December 15, 2008

On Saturday

We had the Urban family Christmas party. This is my mom's side of the family, and usually involves too much food and almost everyone standing in the kitchen. I don't know why we do it, but sooner or later, everyone is standing in the kitchen.

But not my Dad. I have lots of memories of him doing this in lots of places. I don't play by ear, and I'm ok with that. I just can't hear the next chord or the next interval. But, I can sight-read the pants off you. Really. Try me sometime.


You're hearing Santa Claus is Coming to Town, in case you were wondering.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I remember us being kids and laying on the basement floor listening to your dad play for us.
Loved those days. - Jen