Way too dang tired
Hm - 12 hours of rehearsals, four crocheted hats, two concerts, (at least) three horrific storms, a picnic twice over, 9 holes of disc golf, and one olympic house-cleaning session later...I'm pooped.
Last week I had several rehearsal sessions leading up to (can ya guess?) two concerts to sing on Friday and Saturday night. Other than the rain (less of the cats-and-dogs variety than the small-farm-animals-sideways variety) the concerts went very well, I think. I believe it was my personal best in a concert - to my knowledge, only one place where I made a slight glottal attack, and no place where I messed up (even if the audience wouldn't be able to hear it). I can't wait to see what the results of the recording are -- and even more so, I can't wait for the end of June to get here so we can perform this concert in Wales!!!
The crocheted hats were my carry-along project all week: one of my students needed to replace a hat she had but didn't feel as though she'd have the technique necessary to make the hats herself as quickly as she needed them. Two separate Juliet/cloche patterns later I had four hats done much quicker than I'd thought I would, three from Patons Katrina and one from Dreamy Chenille (or somesuch) in Hobby Lobby's Yarn Bee brand.
The storms truly were horrific this past week or two, but thankfully no damage done (other than some tree limbs down) in my neighborhood. Nothing like the severe damage at the factory shops in San Marcos recently.
The picnic was fun, and I learned that it is in fact possible to play disc golf in platform shoes while your upper body is still screaming in pain from the aforementioned rehearsals and concerts. You might regret it the next day.
Now I am going to get yet more housecleaning done in preparation for my next number: three. The number of days I will be without running water due to the need for my landlord to have the pipes in my building descaled. Sigh.
Complete non-sequitur for a sidenote on something that bothers me: the word is spelled y-apostrophe-a-l-l. It is short for "you all," not "ya ull" -- it refers to more than one person and pronounced almost exactly but not quite like drawl. Thank you, and I will drop my soapbox at recycling on my way out.
Last week I had several rehearsal sessions leading up to (can ya guess?) two concerts to sing on Friday and Saturday night. Other than the rain (less of the cats-and-dogs variety than the small-farm-animals-sideways variety) the concerts went very well, I think. I believe it was my personal best in a concert - to my knowledge, only one place where I made a slight glottal attack, and no place where I messed up (even if the audience wouldn't be able to hear it). I can't wait to see what the results of the recording are -- and even more so, I can't wait for the end of June to get here so we can perform this concert in Wales!!!
The crocheted hats were my carry-along project all week: one of my students needed to replace a hat she had but didn't feel as though she'd have the technique necessary to make the hats herself as quickly as she needed them. Two separate Juliet/cloche patterns later I had four hats done much quicker than I'd thought I would, three from Patons Katrina and one from Dreamy Chenille (or somesuch) in Hobby Lobby's Yarn Bee brand.
The storms truly were horrific this past week or two, but thankfully no damage done (other than some tree limbs down) in my neighborhood. Nothing like the severe damage at the factory shops in San Marcos recently.
The picnic was fun, and I learned that it is in fact possible to play disc golf in platform shoes while your upper body is still screaming in pain from the aforementioned rehearsals and concerts. You might regret it the next day.
Now I am going to get yet more housecleaning done in preparation for my next number: three. The number of days I will be without running water due to the need for my landlord to have the pipes in my building descaled. Sigh.
Complete non-sequitur for a sidenote on something that bothers me: the word is spelled y-apostrophe-a-l-l. It is short for "you all," not "ya ull" -- it refers to more than one person and pronounced almost exactly but not quite like drawl. Thank you, and I will drop my soapbox at recycling on my way out.
posted by Cyndilou :) | 1:59 PM
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