It’s beginning to look a lot like ... Thanksgiiiiving...
Brisk cool air. Christmas lights turned on and ablaze, lining the busy streets. People out in their new winter fashions: Black, black and more black. I bought some of those cool little clamp earmuffs tonight from a neighborhood street vendor for 5 bucks. I'm not sure if I like them.
Well, let's see... I've just been toiling away here on my dissertation. Busy-work stuff at this point. Are the clarinets too high? Have I given the oboes a chance to breath? Are the dynamics in the right place? Do those two instruments really sound good together? Can the flutes be heard in that register? The trombones will spend 4 hours practicing that one measure. Is there a better way to write that for them without them cursing my name? The string bass is going to get awfully bored sitting there that long playing nothing and counting measures, picking his nose, and butt... maybe even time for his belly-button. Violins can't play that double stop. (Two notes at once.) Fix it. Fix it. Fix it.
That sort of stuff.
I've also started working my children's story. Fun stuff. I took a short nap today and dreamed I was carrying my baby son around in one of those baby holder-front-pack things. I woke up screaming and drenched in sweat. Nah, honestly I woke up with the warm and fuzzies. Uh oh. I suppose it's getting about that time... Amber, you and your mom's prayers are working. How bout you guys pray that I find a vast fortune in one of my boots while you are at it.
Subject change: Amber and our neighbor Verlie have been planning Thanksgiving supper for the past week. It is going to be YUM. Amber is at tech rehearsals for Oliver and will be gone till after midnight for the next week or so. Every day this fall I've been taking a walk in central park. I missed most of the fall last year. I was either sick or in Houston finishing school. And I'll be dadgumed if this year I don't say goodbye to every leaf before it hits the ground in the park. Right now I'm taking a break from the dissertation drinking a caramel apple spice from the Starbucks down the street and watching a bit of a Harry Potter movie.
So, that's me lately, folks. What are you guys doing for Thanksgiving? Do you have some Thanksgiving must's? Things if you didn't have you would feel like crying big salty tears, crossing your arms and wanting to be held? Mine is a thanksgiving holiday movie and bloads of leftovers.