Jigger, did he get paid for that? I wonder if I could?

My honey, whom I love and adore, and who has the most gentlest heart and soul, is one who must be listening to music all the time, or talking all the time. Sometimes it drives me crazy. Especially in the morning. When I wake up and have no place to be, or nothing to do, I love to sit quietly and listen to my river, or the birds, or watch the sky, or feel the warmth of the sun...

then along comes Glenn with Zep, or 'She's got the moon in her hands" or even Elvis (thats the worst). And he doesn't play it for the sound, he just loves music in a vast variety of moods and styles. Mostly I appreciate his beauty, but sometimes... sometimes..

I will have to have a talk with him about quiet time.

Love, annap