Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Morning Musings

I wasn't going to get a blog... then my little sister got one... and I figured that I ought to keep up with the "younger" generation. So here it is. In all the blogging glory. My blog.
The hardest part for me was actually coming up with a name for it. My goal: something not music related. I'm not sure why I didn't want a musical title. Afterall, the only thing I do is music. So I settled for next best.
After music, my favorite thing is being tall. You may think it is a mere state of being. Think again. "Tallness" is inherited, but loving it certainly isn't. I know lots of tall people who don't feel the way I do. I absolutly love being tall, and wear heels on regular occasion. I think it is absolutly fabulous, and wouldn't trade away one inch of height. So, that's where I got the name for my blog. I'm not just tall, usually I'm taller, and on occasion I'm tallest (these occasions are diminishing as my siblings continue to out grow me). So, my dear bean-pole brother, you may have the denotation of tallest. For me Taller Tales works just fine.


  1. I am so sad that I can no longer consider myself one of the tallest. You all continually make me feel short. :( I guess I will have to be happiest as mother of very tall children. :)

  2. Todd was the one who made me feel really short this last trip... I have a sneaking suspicion that soon I will get to look up to him too.

  3. So true about the state of mind.