Let There Be Music

Guess what got delivered to me today. Go on, guess!

Did any of you guess my guitar? Because that's what it was baby!

It came in this enormous box sometime this afternoon (the husband was home to sign for it) and I got to rip it open when I got home around 5 tonight.

And the result, ladies and gentlemen...is that I am in love...with a sweet little piece of musical ass.

This guitar is by no means "top of the line" but it's not bottom of the line either. Since I know John will be wondering - it's a Schecter Omen 6 left handed guitar. Yep, I'm a lefty. And so after looking around the city and finding that there really isn't much of a selection for left handed guitars - I decided to use the net to find something I really liked, then order it in left.

It's heavier than I expected and a beautiful gloss black.

I love the feel of it in my hands, and the weight of it on my lap, and the musical power I feel when I look at it.

I spent the first half hour with it sitting on my lap, just lightly strumming the strings and running my hands over it.

For those of you that don't know - I have no idea how to play guitar.
It's been something that has been on my "must learn to do before I die" list for years. And since I started this year with the intention of actually following through on some of the things on my list - I refuse to let myself give up.

And now that I have my own guitar, and have felt it close to me, and fallen in love with this piece of equipment - I know that I will follow through.

Besides, I've already named it, and in my world - that means game over - Ramona is mine for life.