Sweet music to my ears

Music. Such a big part of my life. I have to give Tom credit for this. Since I have known him, years and years ago, music was there and it still is there. Some of my best memories are associated with specific songs as I sure a lot of people might be able to say. Without Tom, I don’t know if music would have been such a big part of things. Sure, I put music on, now and again, but the music is always going on when he is here.  Some of our whole family’s favorite evenings have been spent going through snippets of different songs and usually tormenting me with guessing what song it is (the men in my life beside scaring me with the pig, know that I am the WORST “name that song” person in the world) and getting a whole lot of amusement out of it. Last night, Timmy had some friends over for a movie and dinner and Tom and I hung around listening to a wide, weird variety of music while he cleaned up his library with the fire going in the woodstove, nice and toasty. It was fun.