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Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Where's My Passport?
We had an ice storm last night and it's sleeting as I write.
The entire outdoors is basically a big skating rink.
School is out again today.
The recorder is this close to being flung in the trash.
Instead of the work I should be doing, I'm browsing Travelocity.
Resist the urge to remove the recorder from your midst. And yes that person in the mirror is a pain in the arse, but I wish more people in control of this world and country would look at him closer.
And I am writing more than i am working, too. And I've never had a passport.
Well, hell...the flashing delurking guy made me post. It's snowing here (upstate NY), but I'm not going to get down about it. Passport schmassport--I'm headed to Florida in 13 days. SUNSHINE, here I come!!
About that recorder....patience, my dear...patience. Some day it may be a clarinet or a trombone and then you're REALLY going to be in for it. You might as well numb your senses now.
Yeah, it's definitely not icy here. Rainy and gross? Check. Muggy and slightly humid? Check. Totally inappropriate weather for January? Check. *Sigh* Will we ever get winter weather??
Get Ryan's I-Pod out, get the headphones on and listen to something soothing - Monks Chanting is good, or music from wherever you're thinking of tootling off to, Diane - It'll save you from trashing the darned recorder and might leave you a scrap of sanity - Sending you positive (travelling!) vibes! xox
You could come here to visit. Though we also had a second day of no school, the ice is quickly melting under the bright blue sky and warm sun (still only 35 or so).
Today i needed to go to toe doctor and i put on my Uggs!!! Let's just say UGH!!!!
I was soaked from head to foot to toe!!! The slush and puddles and gross snow slush was too much for me to handle. So, i decided to go with it and step in every single puddle instead of figuring out how to avoid them!!!
You can come to Chicago, but I can't offer you better weather than what you hate at home. Put some peanut butter in the recorder. I guarantee that will shut it up for awhile.
LOVED your first piece about the recorder. Gawd, girl; I feel your pain. Hopefully, that piece of plastice is bringing her joy and creating a passion in Ryan to seek other musical experiences. Maybe you should play it for her!
Oh the dreaded RECORDER! Try being in the car on a road trip with Three Kids...1 that thinks she is Recorder Queen and 2 boys that are BEGGING. HER. to STOP!
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Resist the urge to remove the recorder from your midst. And yes that person in the mirror is a pain in the arse, but I wish more people in control of this world and country would look at him closer.
And I am writing more than i am working, too. And I've never had a passport.
I'm home today too, for the same reason! Ice skating rinks have opened up all over So. Illinois!
But I have peace and quiet--no recorder--only the sound of coffee brewing and my fingers typing.
Well, hell...the flashing delurking guy made me post. It's snowing here (upstate NY), but I'm not going to get down about it. Passport schmassport--I'm headed to Florida in 13 days. SUNSHINE, here I come!!
About that recorder....patience, my dear...patience. Some day it may be a clarinet or a trombone and then you're REALLY going to be in for it. You might as well numb your senses now.
Yeah, it's definitely not icy here. Rainy and gross? Check. Muggy and slightly humid? Check. Totally inappropriate weather for January? Check.
*Sigh* Will we ever get winter weather??
Ha Diane, don't I just know how you feel. I browse something similar every day.
Does Tuscany still sound appealing?;)
and this is why my girlfriends and I are heading for Cabo tomorrowo morning.....January cruises are the best.
recorders are teacher's revenge. "go home and practice ALOT......play ALL the songs for your mommy and daddy"
Oh, my GOD, I hate the recorder! If you fling it in the trash, I will totally back you up.
Get Ryan's I-Pod out, get the headphones on and listen to something soothing - Monks Chanting is good, or music from wherever you're thinking of tootling off to, Diane - It'll save you from trashing the darned recorder and might leave you a scrap of sanity - Sending you positive (travelling!) vibes! xox
Come visit us in Florida.
You could come here to visit. Though we also had a second day of no school, the ice is quickly melting under the bright blue sky and warm sun (still only 35 or so).
Though Cabo sounds nice...
TAKE ME!!!!!!!! I'm about to climb under my desk and curl myself into the fetal position and throw dirty socks at anyone who comes close.
Today i needed to go to toe doctor and i put on my Uggs!!! Let's just say UGH!!!!
I was soaked from head to foot to toe!!! The slush and puddles and gross snow slush was too much for me to handle. So, i decided to go with it and step in every single puddle instead of figuring out how to avoid them!!!
I had FUN!!!!
COME TO NYC!!!!
Well, don't come here at the moment. Unless, of course, you bring the ice with you.
C'mon, snow is fun! At least it's not just pointlessly cold & rainy like here.
You can come to Chicago, but I can't offer you better weather than what you hate at home. Put some peanut butter in the recorder. I guarantee that will shut it up for awhile.
But a recorder has to be better than a "flageolette" - thin metal pipe that was really loud and shrill on the high notes.
Don't know as my mom ever forgave my Aunt Jeannette...
We bought penny whistles for nieces and nephews when travelling in Ireland long ago. Not sure if they were appreciated by the parents.
Where would you if you could?
LOVED your first piece about the recorder. Gawd, girl; I feel your pain. Hopefully, that piece of plastice is bringing her joy and creating a passion in Ryan to seek other musical experiences. Maybe you should play it for her!
from a musician friend!
Oh the dreaded RECORDER! Try being in the car on a road trip with Three Kids...1 that thinks she is Recorder Queen and 2 boys that are BEGGING. HER. to STOP!
so where are you taking me
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