Monday Musings
There’s a lot to record, muse over and otherwise chew thoroughly from this past weekend…most of which was spent with Mr. Hockey while SM watched Libby.
But it will all have to wait while I take care of a ToDo list that has grown exponentially since this afternoon.
I got a call today from a friend, a tenor with whom I’ve worked quite a bit in the past. He’s in a small production of La Boheme. Seems it’s a remounting of a production from a couple of years ago where the music director scored the piece for what looks and sounds like a small Parisian cafe combo: violin, guitar, piano (think Django Reinhart) and, yes, you guessed it: Accordion. Also turns out their accordion player broke his hip and has to miss some shows. They hired another one but he hadn’t any orchestral or opera experience and couldn’t count rests. So he got frustrated and quit.
They open on Saturday. I couldn’t make the rehearsal tonight because of DS2’s soccer tournament (and I’m glad I went because they lost and so this was the last chance to see him play this year.) And Thursday night I have birthday present tickets to the Guthrie with Mr. Hockey. Wednesday night I have committed to playing for a church service so I could make it to Tuesday night’s rehearsal and I can meet with the Music Director separately (no cast rehearsal) on Friday. Then we open.
I laid it out for the guy and said I was willing to play if he could put up with the schedule. They’re desperate so I’m playing 3 shows of La Boheme. And getting scale for both rehearsal(s) and performances.
Tomorrow is going to be a really long day. I’m in class (observing/participating) from 8-5 and then rehearsal from 6-11. X agreed to take the boys since I won’t be home. I hated to ask because my doing shows really grated on him when we were married. But the divorce decree also said that he has (essentially) a “right of first refusal” if I have a conflict of over 4 hours on a night I’m scheduled to be with the boys. So he could have said no, but didn’t. Interestingly enough he offered that he was not available to have them during the show on Saturday “because I have plans.” I jumped in with “That’s OK. The show is only a couple of hours long, it’s the rehearsal that’s going to be a marathon.” But later realized that plans on Saturday night could actually mean a date!
If that’s it, good for him I say. And I hope that everything he learned in our marriage is put to good use. that he learned something from our marriage so that things go well for him.
OK. Off to listen to some Puccini while I sleep. Learning by osmosis. That works, right?
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A year ago (or longer) on This Journey…
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Blinking 2009
belated birthday celebrations 2008
walking 2006
Amy 2005
