This year was no different. The holiday season came around and there was nothing I really wanted. So, I didn't ask for anything, figuring that my mom would find something silly and fantastic on her own (she once gave me a dulcimer as my big gift). And in passing I mentioned to my little sister that I wanted to buy a ukulele, never expecting to find it under the tree on Christmas morning. But, low and behold, Christmas morning came and there, sitting under the tree, was this new friend:
I haven't decided on a name for it but isn't it just the cutest thing you've ever seen? It is comically tiny. Add to it my gentleman sized hands (seriously, I have huge hands. Ask anyone) and it is just about the silliest thing you've ever seen. And. I. Love. It. I picked it up quickly and have been happily strumming away since the 25th. I never thought I'd play one instrument, let alone two (here I'm using the very loose interpretation of the word "play"). But here she sits, all smiley and happy. A happy Christmas indeed.