When Peter got a little bigger, my grandmother had him cooked for dinner.
It broke my heart, of course. But I learned soon after not to get too attached to poultry and other livestock, much less name them.
But when Eve started calling her guitar, Kiko, I thought, "Hey, what the heck. They won't grow up so we could serve them as entrees later anyways." So we started giving names to all our babies.
First, there was Deej, the digital drums and the eldest among the children. Eve acquired him from Yamaha (not a friend as I previously published) a few months back and he has hung around the office since.
Aren't they lovely? Thank God none of them are for cooking. They just inspire and encourage us to keep making good music, and for that alone, we love them. Big kiss to each one of them.
(And big kiss to you, Peter, wherever you are.)
Oh, and while I was at the shop, I took the opportunity to buy my sister, Mikee, a new guitar. Here she is playing her current favorite, Bubbly by Colbie Caillat.
correction: si deej binili ko sa yamaha? sinong frend naman ang tintutukoy mo dito? hahaha.
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