sing it loud, sing it strong
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mamajoanLast night we had the last chorus rehearsal before the dress rehearsal, which is on Saturday. Our concert is Sunday. Yikes!
So it was a long and grueling (but good) rehearsal. Our conductor William singled me out, twice, for being the only(?) person who is consistently looking at him when he looks at me. The lower a person's confidence in her knowledge of the music, the more time she spends looking down at her score instead of up at the conductor. And I have a very high level of confidence in my knowledge of the music. Plus I love the music! So I am almost always looking up at William when he looks over at me to connect.
After the rehearsal, I went out to eat with the gang, which I hadn't done in ages. It was fairly fun but I got home way too late, got too little sleep, and today am queasy, which I blame on the Mexican food. Today I had what I call my "sick lunch" -- miso soup and white rice from the nearby sushi restaurant. As usual the lady gave me a funny look when I asked for miso soup and white rice, but whatever. (I feel moderately better after eating that, but still a bit queasy and still sooooooo congested in my nose. It is really annoying.)
I had been kind of freaking out over babysitting for Saturday's dress rehearsal. Since it's a holiday weekend, none of my usually reliable babysitters are available, and I hadn't had much luck finding anyone. But I finally decided to ask at Ruthie's daycare -- I hadn't done it sooner because a) there has been so much turnover in her room lately, I don't know any of the teachers, and b) the ones I do know are mostly my age and married with kids (as opposed to college or just-out-of-college) and thus I figured they probably don't babysit.
But I was desperate, so this morning I asked Rosa, my favorite of Ruthie's former Toddler 1 teachers; and she said that Kristy, one of the other T1 teachers, does babysit! And Rosa jumped up to take me into the T1 room and ask Kristy if she could do it. And Kristy said she can watch Ruthie on Saturday if it's okay to take her along to Kristy's son's t-ball game, which is fine with me because I'm sure Ruthie will love that.
So that's Ruthie taken care of and I am pleased. And it sounds like there's a good chance that my coworker's 15-year-old daughter will be able to come and watch Isaac. I really, really want to take Isaac to the dress rehearsal, because I really think he's ready to take in some live music (and he has been expressing a lot of interest in it lately) and the rehearsal will be lower-stress for everyone than the actual concert. So I have high hopes. If my coworker's daughter is free and willing, ideally she can come and hang with Isaac and help him remember to be quiet while we rehearse, and if (or should I say when) he gets bored/antsy, she can take him outside to run around.
So cross your fingers that all of this works out for me!!! woohoo.
In other news, Ted Kennedy has brain cancer. :( This can't be good.
So it was a long and grueling (but good) rehearsal. Our conductor William singled me out, twice, for being the only(?) person who is consistently looking at him when he looks at me. The lower a person's confidence in her knowledge of the music, the more time she spends looking down at her score instead of up at the conductor. And I have a very high level of confidence in my knowledge of the music. Plus I love the music! So I am almost always looking up at William when he looks over at me to connect.
After the rehearsal, I went out to eat with the gang, which I hadn't done in ages. It was fairly fun but I got home way too late, got too little sleep, and today am queasy, which I blame on the Mexican food. Today I had what I call my "sick lunch" -- miso soup and white rice from the nearby sushi restaurant. As usual the lady gave me a funny look when I asked for miso soup and white rice, but whatever. (I feel moderately better after eating that, but still a bit queasy and still sooooooo congested in my nose. It is really annoying.)
I had been kind of freaking out over babysitting for Saturday's dress rehearsal. Since it's a holiday weekend, none of my usually reliable babysitters are available, and I hadn't had much luck finding anyone. But I finally decided to ask at Ruthie's daycare -- I hadn't done it sooner because a) there has been so much turnover in her room lately, I don't know any of the teachers, and b) the ones I do know are mostly my age and married with kids (as opposed to college or just-out-of-college) and thus I figured they probably don't babysit.
But I was desperate, so this morning I asked Rosa, my favorite of Ruthie's former Toddler 1 teachers; and she said that Kristy, one of the other T1 teachers, does babysit! And Rosa jumped up to take me into the T1 room and ask Kristy if she could do it. And Kristy said she can watch Ruthie on Saturday if it's okay to take her along to Kristy's son's t-ball game, which is fine with me because I'm sure Ruthie will love that.
So that's Ruthie taken care of and I am pleased. And it sounds like there's a good chance that my coworker's 15-year-old daughter will be able to come and watch Isaac. I really, really want to take Isaac to the dress rehearsal, because I really think he's ready to take in some live music (and he has been expressing a lot of interest in it lately) and the rehearsal will be lower-stress for everyone than the actual concert. So I have high hopes. If my coworker's daughter is free and willing, ideally she can come and hang with Isaac and help him remember to be quiet while we rehearse, and if (or should I say when) he gets bored/antsy, she can take him outside to run around.
So cross your fingers that all of this works out for me!!! woohoo.
In other news, Ted Kennedy has brain cancer. :( This can't be good.
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Date: 2008-05-21 03:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-21 05:42 pm (UTC)Anyway, the concert is "Hiawatha's Wedding Feast" by Samuel Coleridge Taylor, and Haydn's "Harmony Mass." It's really great stuff. I wish you could come!