Jenn Martinelli Blogging in Boston

Here is the ultimate proof.

The story goes that my dad played the accordion as a kid. He even won some competition. When I was little I supposedly walked into a room and startled him and he dropped and broke it. And that was the end of the accordion. At least this is the story I remember.

On a recent trip to Lithuania he was convinced to play again but apparently all he could/would do is use the buttons and open and close it, not play the keyboard, so you can see he is getting some help there.

He has now been instructed to learn to play again while he's in Italy and that I expect a concert upon my parents' permanent return to the US in a few years.

Go Keyrock!

Belatedly, thanks for the birthday flowers Mom and Dad! Here is a photo. They're very bright and lovely! Also, I'm sure you'll notice some other items of interest in this photo.

OK, not really a shore but it's a line from some Christmas song. I'm visiting my parents in Knoxville. I got in yesterday afternoon and my mom picked me up to take me to her office and meet everyone she works with. They're all these sweet southern women (and one lone man) who all call each other "Miss Phyllis" and "Miss Susan" etc. They were very nice and my mom predictably dorked it up. Then we went to a yarn store and she got some yarn for me to make her a scarf and also to make myself a scarf.

For her we got chunky weight baby alpaca by Plymouth Yarns. This stuff is ridiculously soft. We got two colors and I already finished her scarf - held the two strands together and crocheted it with a huge hook I had with me. She says she thinks she might have to get a whole lot of this stuff and have me make something bigger like a blanket.

For me we got this really cool thick/thin hand dyed wool yarn that I'm going to make an awesome scarf with too. I've been wanting something really colorful and funky to make a scarf with, so I'm excited. It's a beautiful blend of bright blues/turquoise and shades of green and purple. I think it will be really awesome.

We had a big dinner out with my dad and then came back to their house and looked at some photos from their vacation earlier in the summer to Europe. I spent a little time holding their kitty Simon against his will but he's warming up to me. He came to see me this morning while I was getting ready all on his own and even let me rub his belly for a second.

That's it for now.

Since I have such a vast readership, you may not all know this yet - my parents are moving early next year.

Here.

Um, yeah.

I will be accepting reservations to visit them beginning in early 2008. Please contact me early as Casa de Martinelli may book up fast. (Preference given to immediate family and pseudo-family.)