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Jan. 28th, 2015 12:42 pmYesterday I shoveled out the sidewalk, some of the driveway and the plow berm. This morning I shoveled out the plow berm again and earned my two slices of cranberry pecan bread for breakfast comma dammit. (Knee high on the downhill end, hip high on the uphill end and five or six feet wide.) Having rendered everything between my neck and my elbows sore, I am somewhat grumpy about people who either didn't shovel or decided to clear their parking space into the sidewalk.
Chorus rehearsal tonight is canceled, which means I'm having whatever the hell I want for dinner on this side of the river instead of in Harvard Square. If I'd been in Harvard Square it would have been Chipotle if they had carnitas. (If we had some ham, we could have some ham and eggs, if we had some eggs.) Maybe I'll go to Carlo's instead; I haven't been there in ages. And I've done enough hiking around before snow and shoveling after snow that I don't have to walk there if I don't wanna.
Voice lessons are back, and apparently not singing for a month or so was good for me, because now I seem to be doing things right that I wasn't in December. Don't ask me how, but I'm glad it's working that way. And I'm mildly obsessed with "What Have We Got?" from The Last Ship now, but I need to find somebody to sing it with.
Chorus rehearsal and all other obvious reasons it isn't Monday aside, I'm still having trouble remembering it isn't Monday. I think I need a vacation. Three more months...but I've got to ask about missing rehearsals on account of being out of the country, which is the annoying part about rehearsal tonight being canceled. I suppose I could email and quit complaining about not having a chance to ask. I may start complaining about the answer when I get one, though. We shall see.
Chorus rehearsal tonight is canceled, which means I'm having whatever the hell I want for dinner on this side of the river instead of in Harvard Square. If I'd been in Harvard Square it would have been Chipotle if they had carnitas. (If we had some ham, we could have some ham and eggs, if we had some eggs.) Maybe I'll go to Carlo's instead; I haven't been there in ages. And I've done enough hiking around before snow and shoveling after snow that I don't have to walk there if I don't wanna.
Voice lessons are back, and apparently not singing for a month or so was good for me, because now I seem to be doing things right that I wasn't in December. Don't ask me how, but I'm glad it's working that way. And I'm mildly obsessed with "What Have We Got?" from The Last Ship now, but I need to find somebody to sing it with.
Chorus rehearsal and all other obvious reasons it isn't Monday aside, I'm still having trouble remembering it isn't Monday. I think I need a vacation. Three more months...but I've got to ask about missing rehearsals on account of being out of the country, which is the annoying part about rehearsal tonight being canceled. I suppose I could email and quit complaining about not having a chance to ask. I may start complaining about the answer when I get one, though. We shall see.
