This is what Miz Diane saw the first time she visited my house...some 33yrs ago. She knew what she was getting into from day 1. She has given me instruments for birthdays and anniversaries, etc. (I picked them out, of course). She doesn't claim to understand why as she really has no interest in music at all. She has never seriously complained about anything related to my hobbies (she does not hesitate to roll her eyes and make fun of me). We work well and play well together...although I suspect she'll have one helluva banjo bonfire when I'm dead.