I didn’t get as much done yesterday as I wanted to. I did hear a piece of news that is still percolating through my system and making me very twitchy and uncomfortable, but it’s not something you go blabbing about if you want to stay friends.
I finally have a decent kitchen compost bucket; I’ve had my eye on it for a while and finally got over to Lee Valley (also bought Katie a decent kitchen knife, since as seems to be habitual in our family she didn’t have a decent one). I also have a three instrument stand, which is good because I’ll finally be able to SEE all my instruments at once, and I got strings for the Octo.
A great blue heron just flew past my back door. Due to habitat destruction in the lower mainland they are now nesting all over Burnaby around the lakes. They used to have a huge rookery in Ladner but the farmer sold the land and all the trees were chopped down. I’m seeing herons practically every day now.
Batch of biscotti is in the fridge preparatory to the first bake. I owe Peggy big time so I will show up her place next with treetz.
I had dim sum with Katiekinder yesterday and I’m having something yummy with Sue today, as it’s been an age since I took her out for lunch. I’m headed down to her place around noon.
After that I’m headed over to Paul’s place for some practicing. This time we’re drawing up the set list FIRST. The last session was incredibly frustrating, because the two of us just noodled like idiots. When Cindy and I were practicing – and I wish that darlin’ woman would return my phone call, except I have a feeling that one of her kids has that phone – we had a set list and we worked the damned thing and even then we weren’t nearly rehearsed enough at the day.
So it’s on my list of things to do. A Canonical Set List for Paul and Allegra.
I had a dreadful nights’ sleep, but I’m smoothly applying coffee.
I have written out The Wreck of the Margarita. Also changed the words around.