Monday, February 14, 2005

Exciting news, followed by interminable blather

Found out yesterday that SoulFire is about to be recorded! I'm actually going to be in a band that gets its own CD. Our upcoming concert (March 6th) will be recorded live. Tim (the leader & lead singer) gave each of us a practice CD to listen to to memorize the order of songs, and while I can't give it away, I can tell you that I am REALLY excited about it. Thinking about it gives me almost an electric shock in the pit of my stomach, to be honest.

Last night was my first time to play with SoulFire in public, for the Sunday night youth group (their regular weekly gig). I was a wee bit nervous for that, too; these kids have been attached to "their band" for a while now, and I didn't know how they would react to having somebody new join up. They were all really sweet, though. I was really really tired because I had already played for both morning services, which meant I had been up since way early (I got there at 6:45 AM). I didn't get an afternoon nap because Cindy and I went to see the movie version of Phantom of the Opera, which was very nicely done. I spent a total of about fifteen minutes at home, which was to change clothes before heading back down to Norwalk for church.

This Sunday morning I'm getting an unexpected reprieve due to a scheduling snafu. Jeff's day job is in the business world, and he has to be off on a business trip until Thursday. This means that our regularly-scheduled Tuesday night rehearsal had to be moved to Thursday night. Normally that wouldn't be a problem for me, but this week I've already got a Thursday night commitment (practicing with the band kids at school for their solo & ensemble contest this weekend). I feel bad about it because there was a song I was going to play that Jeff had specifically requested from me a couple of weeks ago. I so hate feeling like I've let someone down, even if it's something I can't help.

I'm enjoying watching the Westminster dog show tonight. I liked the Toy Poodle very much, but the judge picked that dorky Peke. The Best-of-Show was won by a Peke last year, if I remember correctly. I'm just not fond of Pekes, I guess. That Toy Poodle was just absolutely smart and beautiful. The mean old judge put him third. The obnoxious Pom was second, and I think I dislike Poms even more than Pekes. Of course, I'm a little biased toward Toy Poodles anyway, since I own one. As strong as my distaste for French things goes, I don't really consider my dog to be French. She's got the American Poodle body style, longer bodied with shorter legs. Her name is Bijou and she weighs about five pounds. She's got a dusky black coat and is the sweetest-natured little Poodle you could ever want. She's perfect with the kids and lets them lug her around without protest.

That Peke had better not win Best-in-Show this year.

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