dress reversal
May. 27th, 2005 08:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
likethebeerI turned the dress around that we've constructed for the Swiss Miss performance and, damn, it looks a hell of a lot better. So I've got a few maybe misplaced darts. Still looks better up front (and the darts aren't totally noticeable, anyway). So, backwards it is. I hope I don't insult the ♀ who helped us out so much this week w/the dress. It ain't her, I can tell you that. In the end, though, I am gonna be happier w/it this way, and that will make me feel better.
Yes, I feel pretty. oh, so pretty.
That reminds me, I've got to dye my hair at some point tongiht. mda will just have to do w/out my gray hair for a month & a half. OH! And that also means my hair will be dyed when ma and pa come to visit! Once again, my mom can be in denial about how much gray hairshe gave me I have. Or maybe it's more like I can be in denial about how much gray hair I have. At least mda likes it. The hair, not the denial (at least, as far as that aspect of our lives goes).
I practiced Wiggle Wiggle a few times tonight, after some Syrinx & some Andalouse. One of the things that I like about Syrinx that I don't like about, say, Mozart's Concerto in G major, is that I actually have fun w/the thing. So rare in flute playing w/ me. I think it's the damned emoting (which you're not supposed to do). The maudlin approach to it. "Right here, I'm supposed to play the note longer. So I'll play it reeeeeeaaaaallllyyyy long. Oh, and here, it's supposed to be loud. So I'll make it TOTALLY ROCK THE HOUSE LOUD. What can I say. i'm not Jean Pierre Rampal.
Oh, and I think there's a message from my flute teacher on the answering machine from like 3 days ago, but I don't have the energy to think about it.
I have a choice: play some of my new Stuart Davis CDs, or play Outcast. Oh, I suppose I could bring the radio downstairs and play both. I would so like to sleep right now. But it's almost 8:30 and it's still light outside and I'm still in winter mode enough to not think about taking a nap while precious light is in the sky. Plus, at this point, a nap will turn into a night's sleep, and mda brought some good stuff for food. Maybe I should look into some rhubarb barrrrs.
Paradigm shift:
It's my middle sister's b-day today. I called her a while ago about her address, and I think I might have said on the message that if I didn't hear from her, I'd send it to my other sister's house, then I completely forgot that I said that and kept waiting for her to call/e-mail, until about 3 days ago. And I was so ambitious, too. I've had a present picked out for her--or at least, there's a note regarding the present that I plan to give her that's been sitting in my Hotmail inbox--for months now.
I wonder if I'll ever have any kind of a good relationship w/those women. I mean, they're my sisters. We grew up together. No one else in the world lived our childhood. And gladys knows I'm nuts about my niece (and will be about my nephew when I make his acquaintance). And we like talking to each other and I think the general consensus among us is that we're cool people. I can't imagine how any of us would feel if one of us lived a 9-5 life married to some jackass. And we were totally happy about it.
But there's not this need to talk once a week, or a couple of times a month. Or even once every couple of months. Just ain't there. I think about them, sure. And yeah, I feel bad about the karma. Sometimes I think we all feel a little bad about it, but it's not gonna change anything.
Yes, I feel pretty. oh, so pretty.
That reminds me, I've got to dye my hair at some point tongiht. mda will just have to do w/out my gray hair for a month & a half. OH! And that also means my hair will be dyed when ma and pa come to visit! Once again, my mom can be in denial about how much gray hair
I practiced Wiggle Wiggle a few times tonight, after some Syrinx & some Andalouse. One of the things that I like about Syrinx that I don't like about, say, Mozart's Concerto in G major, is that I actually have fun w/the thing. So rare in flute playing w/ me. I think it's the damned emoting (which you're not supposed to do). The maudlin approach to it. "Right here, I'm supposed to play the note longer. So I'll play it reeeeeeaaaaallllyyyy long. Oh, and here, it's supposed to be loud. So I'll make it TOTALLY ROCK THE HOUSE LOUD. What can I say. i'm not Jean Pierre Rampal.
Oh, and I think there's a message from my flute teacher on the answering machine from like 3 days ago, but I don't have the energy to think about it.
I have a choice: play some of my new Stuart Davis CDs, or play Outcast. Oh, I suppose I could bring the radio downstairs and play both. I would so like to sleep right now. But it's almost 8:30 and it's still light outside and I'm still in winter mode enough to not think about taking a nap while precious light is in the sky. Plus, at this point, a nap will turn into a night's sleep, and mda brought some good stuff for food. Maybe I should look into some rhubarb barrrrs.
Paradigm shift:
It's my middle sister's b-day today. I called her a while ago about her address, and I think I might have said on the message that if I didn't hear from her, I'd send it to my other sister's house, then I completely forgot that I said that and kept waiting for her to call/e-mail, until about 3 days ago. And I was so ambitious, too. I've had a present picked out for her--or at least, there's a note regarding the present that I plan to give her that's been sitting in my Hotmail inbox--for months now.
I wonder if I'll ever have any kind of a good relationship w/those women. I mean, they're my sisters. We grew up together. No one else in the world lived our childhood. And gladys knows I'm nuts about my niece (and will be about my nephew when I make his acquaintance). And we like talking to each other and I think the general consensus among us is that we're cool people. I can't imagine how any of us would feel if one of us lived a 9-5 life married to some jackass. And we were totally happy about it.
But there's not this need to talk once a week, or a couple of times a month. Or even once every couple of months. Just ain't there. I think about them, sure. And yeah, I feel bad about the karma. Sometimes I think we all feel a little bad about it, but it's not gonna change anything.
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Date: 2005-05-28 02:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-05-28 03:30 am (UTC)I'm just too complex.
1) swiss miss related activities: working on the dress/outfit; dying my hair for the event; practicing.
Which leads to
2) more flute related activities.
And finally, given the date:
3) sisters, because it's my sister's birthday. I put in an [hr], and introduced a paradigm shift.
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Date: 2005-05-28 03:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-05-28 04:29 am (UTC)jujupees
Date: 2005-05-28 02:59 pm (UTC)see you round 2ish today for dress rehearsal.
ps. i tried playing drunk last night. its gonna be a no no for me. make sure i drink lots o water between the lake louie's.
Re: jujupees
Date: 2005-05-28 03:11 pm (UTC)Your idea to intentionally practice drunk was really good. Thanks for thinking of us! Doin' it fer the team!