At the age of 48 years and 11 months, I decided to take up the drums.  Yes, under this nerdy exterior lurks the heart of a wannabe, uber-cool, rock-n-roll chick.

My son-in-law Eric is an amazing drummer who played professionally in a number of local Atlanta bands.  He offered to give me lessons.

He originally had me pick out a few songs and we decided to start with Eric Clapton’s song Cocaine.

During the first lesson, Eric (the son-in-law, not Mr. Clapton) showed me some basic drum rhythms to …