All New Tuesdays
Tomorrow is Tuesday. For the last 5 years, Tuesday has been a synonym for frustration in the Dictionary According to Amy. Because for the last 5 years of Tuesdays, I have taken a deep breath, unlocked the front door, put on my Gracious Piano Teacher hat and assumed my position to the right of the bench. Every Tuesday, some combination of four precious girls (very rarely all four in one week) ambles through my front door. They collapse onto my red, overstuffed sofas or land with a thud on the bench - nearly always uttering one of the following phrases: "Okay. I just have to tell you. I had 173 tests and 9 birthday parties this week." "Okay. I really really practiced this week. Really. I had, like, 20 minutes between my sabre lesson and highland dancing class." "Okay. I've been out of town for like a month and there are no pianos in Papua New Guinea." "Okay. I would have practiced, but I left all of my music here at your house which is five minutes...