When I was probably seven or eight years old (we were living in Colorado), my parents bought a piano from friends of theirs. My sister got the piano (and piano lessons) and I got an accordian and, appropriately, accordian lessons (a
My Favorite Year reference). Anyway, my sister didn't last very long at all on the piano, but I did take accordian lessons for a couple of years. After we moved here to Washington, I started dinking around on the piano. I took for four years (7-11th grade) and when I went to Centralia Community College, I took piano for the two years there.
After I transfered to Western Washington University, I dropped the piano lessons and took voice. I was planning on becoming a high school choir teacher...it didn't happen.

I also had to take some pedagogy classes, where we were supposed to learn instruments just enough to be able to teach a kid how to play the instruments. I took classes on the basoon, clarinet (surprisingly easy to get the low notes...everyone else seemed to have trouble with the low notes), tuba, viola, cello (my favorite) and french horn. Well, I never became a choir teacher. I didn't even do my student teaching. I dropped the "education" part of my music education degree and just got a BA in music.
When I was at WWU, I was in a couple of theatrical productions and fell in love with the acting part (I had already loved Broadway cast recordings since early high school) and continued after I moved back home. But I never really played any instrument since...even piano...I still have that original piano that my sister got (I traded her a pair of binoculars and a clock radio for it), but it's buried in my extra bedroom (a.k.a. indoor storage

). So that's my musical education in a nutshell.
