May 16, 2008
Commencing
By now I should be asleep. S is graduating tomorrow. I am more excited than she is. I've been up and down and all over flighty inside about it for a while because I get to play the grand piano on the church stage not caring if anyone is listening or not because that's called a prelude and with preludes it doesn't matter much. Last night I rescheduled the Little Boy's lesson for next week and took a solid inch of the load off my mind. Did I tell you about him? No because I am all busyness. My head is wrapped in the busiest week of spring so far. Tomorrow I get to wear all black to somewhere that's not a funeral. Graduations are grand. I'm sleepy now and this is boring and for the first time in a while I can't wait for tomorrow. If I'm really good maybe this time I'll meet Mozart's nephew.
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4 comments:
"Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be too late!" :-)
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"Keep running, white rabbit, one day you'll be dragging your piano all around, and we all will be following you."
If Nephew Dvořák wants to go too far slap him and make him know he's illegitimate, but with stronger words, more appropriate of a white rabbit.
You may have to have a seance to meet Mozart's nephew. And that's slightly creepy. Did I ever tell you about the book written by Mozart's father that I held in my very own trembling hands?
You did, Juice, what a treasure. However I am surprised you don't know that seances are a must at all good homeschooled kids graduations.
Cristian, might I just skip the words as I usually do and play him instead some trucker's mouth Liszt?
C
Yeap, since a trucker's mouth is a must-have for playing Liszt. But that's not skipping bad words ;-)
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