I have a confession to make...

I have an addiction that has plagued me since childhood. NO it's not food! Well, ok, yes, that's a problem too, but that's not what I'm talking about this time.

I love musical instruments.

There! I said it! But seriously... It started with my Fisher Price xylophone. Then I had maracas. Next came a fife, a recorder, and a piccolo. Then the violin, a mouth harp, kazoo, bongos, various keyboards, a trumpet, more violins, a harmonica, a ukulele...whew.

Most of these I can play simple tunes on (except the trumpet). But I haven't purchased a new instrument for myself in a number of years. (I've purchased several for Tyler, of course, and he's pretty good with the harmonica.)

We've been trying to be conservative with our spending since our savings has gotten alarmingly low. Then John sold the car and almost simultaneously I got the HSN (Home Shopping Network) value of the day in my email. LOOK!

*GASP!* It's a signed, limited edition, Esteban signature acoustic electric guitar (complete with cord chart and DVD lesson series). On SALE!

hummana hummana hummana hummana...

All reason flew out the window. Look...mother of pearl and turquoise inlay! Real rosewood fingerboard! Built-in pre-amp, Fishman pickup, and a 10-watt amp!

*SQUEAL*

I had to have it.

It should arrive the second week in June.

(Hey Coy! Looks like I'll be learning guitar now too. Do you think I'll be able to play some carols in time for Christmas?? Heck, I'll be happy if I can pick out Stairway to Heaven.)

I'm such a dork. Do they have a 12-step program for musical addictions?