OneEyedDiva
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- New Jersey
Sunday, I cleaned and straightened up the kitchen, bathroom and living/dining room. I finally got around to putting a little shine on my living/dining room floor using Quick Shine. It causes a sheen, rather than a highly polished look when using one coat. I have the original vinyl tile floors that were here when I moved in going on 54 years ago and they still look pretty decent. I was a little tired when I got finished. Good thing I didn't have to cook today.
All this cleaning was because my Honorary Son #3 came over for a lesson on music production and to see what my instrument is capable of. One of the songs I played for him was what I wrote for my son when he was a little boy. I want a "rap" for the bridge of the song and being a poet, HS#3 is perfect for that. HS#2, who I originally wanted, dropped the ball so he's been "fired".
I also wanted HS#3 to hear all types of music (mine and by others), so we listened to a few genres and wound up dancing to one with an infectious beat (at my urging, cause he claimed he has two left feet).
He and my son bonded more, remarking that blaming HS#3 for knocking hard on the door (which my son did when they both got here at the same time) was just like real siblings do. I said yes, the older brother blaming the younger one. Also, HS#3 got more production tips from my son. It was a fun, enlightening evening. Icing on the cake... I got to see my Honorary Daughter, who stopped by to pick up something. I played the MP3 of the track HS#3 and I are collaborating on. She loved it and we haven't even mixed it yet. Got my two hugs from her, 2 from HS#3 and of course, from my son. I love it ! These young-uns are helping to keep me young!
All this cleaning was because my Honorary Son #3 came over for a lesson on music production and to see what my instrument is capable of. One of the songs I played for him was what I wrote for my son when he was a little boy. I want a "rap" for the bridge of the song and being a poet, HS#3 is perfect for that. HS#2, who I originally wanted, dropped the ball so he's been "fired".
He and my son bonded more, remarking that blaming HS#3 for knocking hard on the door (which my son did when they both got here at the same time) was just like real siblings do. I said yes, the older brother blaming the younger one. Also, HS#3 got more production tips from my son. It was a fun, enlightening evening. Icing on the cake... I got to see my Honorary Daughter, who stopped by to pick up something. I played the MP3 of the track HS#3 and I are collaborating on. She loved it and we haven't even mixed it yet. Got my two hugs from her, 2 from HS#3 and of course, from my son. I love it ! These young-uns are helping to keep me young!

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