Man cold, part 2

Remember how I mocked Tyler about his man-cold? Well, it sure showed me! He has spent a full week in bed being thoroughly miserable and then was kind enough to share it with me. Hopefully my variation will be less awful...

I have been playing (the trombone, for those not in the know) in the Riverton Community Orchestra and the Riverton Jazz Band for the past few months. Before this, I hadn't really played in years- 6 years, to be precise. My chops are completely shot and my wrists barely survive each week, but it is still so fun.

We just got music for our next concert and I think it is so cool! Our concert is on March 15th, so the conductor decided that we ought to play 15 marches. Gah! If it were 15 Sousa pieces I would probably impale myself on a piccolo rather than perform, but it looks like there will only be 1 Sousa. We've actually got some amazingly cool charts. Mars, from The Planets (Holst), March of the Marionettes (Gounod), March to the Scaffold (Berlioz), March to the Cathedral (Wagner), the Grand March from Aida (Verdi), Pomp and Circumstance (Elgar), and lots of others. I am delighted to be playing so many standards- it makes me feel like a musician again..

In other news, holy adventures Batman. We are closing Twin Peaks down, so trying to figure all that out is an adventure. The plan is to move Any Horrible Occasion into our basement- I'm loving the potential commute! Tyler is on the job hunt, so we'll see where he ends up. And I am in the thick of party planning- this time it's Stephy's birthday party. I'll be sure to post pictures of the event...

Okay. I'm going back to being a miserable slug. Dang man cold!