Finger nails on a chalkboard... the squeak of styrofoam on cardboard... the sound of a rake across a rock, all send chills up ones spine. Something close to that irritating to me is music played incorrectly, or more specifically my children practicing the piano and playing it wrong! Something about the same piece of music being played over and over and over again, and then it being played incorrectly drives me BATTY!
I know I swore to everyone when we got rid of our old piano that I was going digital so my kids could plug in the headphones and I wouldn't have to hear it, but I succumbed to a "real" piano. There is just something about a real piano that is hard to duplicate. I thought I'd share a pic with you of our new baby.
Now when you hear the cries of "serenity now" you will know from whence the plea is coming.