I can’t exactly tell my story though one day it will be told. Yesterday at roughly 3-4am my Gramma passed away 17 years ago. My grandmother was an amazingly strikingly beautiful woman she was born with beautiful red hair, and she loved me unconditionally.

Of course by the time I knew her she was much older but she was still beautiful to me every day I saw something more beautiful on her eyes in her hair in her skin and her freckles.

I remember her telling me that when I was born she was afraid I would be teased as a child. And I was. My grandmother was the most honest person with me; she never lied to me she was always very straightforward yet,she spoke gently unlike my grandfather whose voice was gruff and rough.

I miss my grandmother every single day. EVERY SINGLE DAY THAT GOES BY I WISH I COULD TELL HER SOMETHING AND I KEEP FORGETTING SHES GONE ! She’s not coming back. I can’t even see her in my dreams for reasons I’d rather not get into.

She was one of six children born in Missouri. I will call her sister today ( whom I’ve met) and her brother whom I’ve never spoken to. I’m nervous. I sent him a letter. But never heard back. Will keep you all posted!

Life is a disappointment. What can I say?

This was my first cat ever!!! JB. Rip lil kitty. Gramma let us get a kitten cause mom was allergic. She ended up being grandpas cat towards the end. But she was my lil love and I loved holding her and playing. The white and calico was the next door neighbor’s cat.

And the first picture is a picture of my grandmother and her sister who is still alive today. I must give her a call hope you enjoyed the blog!!



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What’s on my mind is that I cannot go to any social media anymore, without finding myself in tears over animals! Videos of a paraplegic rat, that is on camera 24/7 to make sure he doesn’t rip out his stiches! Don’t EVER watch the movie Marley and ME! I don’t care who tells you what. I’ve seen countless videos of animals caught in PLASTIC in our Oceans. Do People not realize there is a Garbage Pile in the ocean, that is almost the size of texas! Look it up, and no I won’t capitalize texas! Not to mention there are four more accumulating. I REFUSE to watch another terrorizing video of something, like a sea turtle, being held down, clearly in distress, while they remove a FULL LENGTH DRINKING STRAW from its tiny nostril!!!!! I cannot watch anymore oil covered birds. I am distraught over our Oceans, our Air, ( and this dumb fuck wants to go back to coal mining?) I’m DONE!   ( My apologies to texas)




      I think back to Oxnard, California around the age of 7 or 8 years old.   I was told that Phyllis and Gary Chase had a nice home in Oxnard, and that we would be going there, all of us, to spend time with Phyllis and Gary’s family, Phillip Eber, and Maggie’s children, Danielle, and Jamie.  Dell and Mike Arthur, and  their daughters.  I said to my mom incredulous “All in one house?” 


     For Tali and Alex and I it was a mansion, we were on the beach, not too far from home, yet with family, and that’s what all those people have been my whole life… family!  Bluey, howling at fireworks on Fourth of July, at age 7, and carrying rocks for us to throw for him!  None of these wonderful memories would have been possible if there had never been a Gary Chase in my life!

Gary brought us intelligence, fairness, respect, love, and caring.  You could say that for a lot of people, but Gary possessed something not all people have, a twinkle in his eyes, when he smiled.  A charming disposition, a friendly man, and you knew it by his beautiful eyes. Eyes so expressive in caring, attention, love, and so many other facets of emotion!  

Many times in my life I had to come to Gary for advice. He always had the answer…being crazy, and having crazy friends; Gary became a very helpful guide, mentor, and teacher that you could be serious with, yet still have a sense of humor.  Gary helped me with several instances, whether it was his advice, or just his opinion, it mattered, not just because he was a Psychiatrist, but my friend, and trusted confidante.  A true friend, Gary I send all my love to your family and friends, and to you Gary.  May you always come to us through those who carry a piece of you.  We all do.

 Natalie Slobod

Gary and I

Hanging out 🙂



What an epic week we had…so much so , I’m not going to talk about politics at all.  In fact I’m here to write about music once again.  I’ve been playing the violin for months now and I must say it is a challenging instrument; however, the violin is not one that I cannot overcome !  I feel this implicitly!  I practice regularly cause I want to not because I have to , and it’s not a chore either.  Its relaxing, brain teasing, looking ahead, finger placement on the fingerboard, bowing straight, bowing with the proper pressure, bowing in the right direction according to the music, and reading music of course!

violinbowpartsHears what a bow looks like, your pinky rests on the screw when bowing.  That screw loosens and tightens the horsehair of the bow! Occasionally people have their bows restrung with those fine horsehairs!  I was incredulous!  But that is if you are a professional of avid violinist, and would mean you have an expensive bow, worth restringing.  This kind of incessant rambling about string instruments is going to go on for a little bit so bear with  me!


Isn’t this beautiful?  I BELIEVE, this was a picture of the carvings on a true Antonio Stradivarius!   I’ve never seen anything like it.   A knock off of a Stradivarius.  Called a Faciebat Cremona ( model type after the ones made in 1713) In fact it’s just like the one I play!  Yes, my paternal Grandfather owned a knock off Stradivarius!  Which I have now inherited!

For fun, I bought a purple violin and a black violin each came with its  own bows, however, because they were SO inexpensive, not only would they not stay in tune but they needed some adjustments!  you can find these violins online for prices ranging from 28-100 dollars.  And they are all the same.  Inexpensive materials that do not facet a true instrument, so they became eye candy. I  have about 8 guitars in the living room, a mic stand, a keyboard a piano, and now above the mantel will hang my beautiful but (useless to a musician) Black and Purple violins and bows! “Pictures and future blog” to follow.  The living room has become my own personal library, and music room; as well as motion pictures library. My life is my cat and my guitars and other musical instruments.  I cannot depend on people to make me happy, it’s never going to happen!   kitten on guitar


I guess this is my yearly everything blog!  My love life is a freaking roller coaster! and may be taking a turn, I don’t know which way !  The only constant in my life has been my music!!!  I want to thank Bob THE best teacher in instruments and overall music for my entire life, with the brief exception of my beloved Mr. Pressman (for Choir) in High School.  He was a gem, and so is Bob by the way!  Without them I would not be the person I am today…

Having said that, my mother was a violinist and father played the clarinet!  They both love to sing, they just don’t know it, ok maybe dad does!  So the violin was an instrument I saw and heard at such a young age it made an impression on me that, for the rest of my life, I was an aspiring violinist.  Mom made me start with piano; I was very angry about this as a child.  Now looking back everything in hindsight is 20/20.  I learned to read and write and understand music, from Bob at the age of 8!  Who would have thought 31 years later we’d be back together like old times?  And now he is teaching me piano, guitar, violin, and a little vocal help here and there.  there is not an instrument he cannot teach, at least I couldn’t name one, drums, French horn, flute, you name it he can teach it. So mom, you did good!  I have to apologize to my mom,  cause I bitched at her for years, for “making me” learn piano first, it really did me good and gave me an extra instrument under my belt.  Thanks mom!



Adele’s Live Tour 2016 went twice!



Adele doing squats on stage!

flight of bumble bee

Seems like its one of the hardest songs ever, because of how fast it is played!


Inside my violin!



Similar to my purple one on the mantal


Our beautiful


My second tattoo for 2016



Boyce Avenue


Piano Guys


Animal Lover



Beloved Adele!


Musical CAT!


Cat Lover


The Piano Guys insignia


Adele looking mighty fine!

Lastly, I am aspiring to play the Cello by the age of 45 about 6 years from now!  I can’t wait!  It really depends on how fast and quickly I can learn the violin’s difficult technique!

arthursviolinThis was my grandfather’s violin, on the left side of the violin in the picture is an electric pick-up.  I love this violin!


Here is the MUCH anticipated Cello!!!! OMG! I cannot wait to play!

News from Hawaii to come!~ N.S.

P.S. I started this blog last year, sorry its taken me so long to finish!

Finishing touches on mantal!  purple-violin


Top one is black, and the lower one is the purple one, these violins are no                            playable as they are too cheaply made, they would cost more to fix them then they are worth!

2 days left…Including Today!



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My 2 nights of Adele August 9, and 13, 2016:    adelestill1adelestill2adelestill3adelestill4adelestill7adelestill8adelestill9

Yeah, it was just like that!!

So my mom and I headed out to see Adele.  I cried, I laughed. We had a superb night!  I would love to show you the opening act. But I cannot share videos unfortunately cause I have a lot of footage from the concert on the 13th of August, a Saturday.   And many stills!  As you have seen. What a FABULOUS night. My mother and I were so excited to finally get to see and HEAR ADELE LIVE!!  And it was everything I had hoped for, and then some.

Her wonderful  stories are just as intriguing as her singing !!!  Adele also, if you didn’t know by now, has a extraordinarily distinct laugh.  Which I laugh, everytime I hear her laugh…apparently it’s contagious.  Her stories are heartfelt, witty, smartassed, well thought out random events that have taken place in her life. She is still only 28 years old now, I think and she is such an old soul!  So wise beyond her years.  The world has been changed by her songs. Forever. Not sure how yet. But it will affect those in relationships, or those who miss an old love, or remember one fondly; these songs have seemed to be a compilation album of the generations of our time.

So goodnight sweet Adele. Thank you for your voice, your messages, your laughs, …what a couple of nights!


Destination…Flight of the Bumble Bee!

So, about 6 weeks ago I bought a purple violin!  Very inexpensive, came with a bow and, case.  Awesome!  A few days later it arrived in the mail.  Of course the rosin was completely dried out, therefore, i could not play my new violin; i called my teacher.  He was going to get some decent rosin for me!  YAY….By the way for those of you who do not know what rosin is, it is a small block of amber colored hard substance.  This substance is used to rub the horse hairs on the bow.  You get it nice a rosined up and then it will cause friction against the string thus creating sound!

So then I started bugging my dad about what happened to his father’s violins?  He went to call his sister, not 20 minutes later , he walked into my room with a violin case!   It had been stored away in his closet for a few years and both of us forgot all about it!


antonio strad  The last known REAL AUTHENTIC Stradivarius sold at auction a couple years ago for 3.6 million!  The wood used back in the 170o’s was irreplaceable, and no other wood can quite compare to it, or so I’ve been told.  So Grandpa’s violin was a Stradivarius knock off! Too cool!  Definitely better quality than the purple violin.  As an early birthday gift i gave that purple violin to my mom, who used to play quite a bit, I figured she could have fun with it!

purple-violin-5443412  Grandpa’s violin has an electric pick up for the violin I was su lucky to get from him, after all it is a family heirloom.   This means you can play it as an electric violin as well, here’s a picture of what the pick up looks like: pickup2The piece with the hole is fitted onto the violin, ready to be plugged into an amplifier the other little piece is to be slid into the bridge to “pick up” the sound.  So I’ve been practicing almost everyday with out fail, I love the violin, its hard and challenging, its everything I’m missing, hard brain work!!  Food for the brain, and I believe that is healthy.  Now if I could only get “Flight of the Bumble Bee” down , I’ll be set ! 🙂   Oh and in case you were wondering, I bought another purple violin and a purple bow!  N.S.

flightP.S.  I’ll never be able to play this up to speed on any instrument! LMAO

Hope you enjoyed!

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