Some personal revelations

I spent today in bed. Most of it at any rate. I slept a lot, returned phone calls, watched movies, drank hot cocoa with marshmallows.

Now, unless you count Marshmallows as a food group ( and until tonight I was) I had eaten absolutely no solid food today and didn't even miss it.

Life is strange like that.

I got myself up and went to teach my kids and then headed over to a memorial service that I was singing for. I had a slight headache but didn't attribute it to anything other than my cold.

insert mental Headslap here.

I felt flu-like symptoms throughout the entire service. I couldn't get into any of the tunes we were singing. We did a lot of Golden Oldies. It was a Presbyterian memorial service for a woman who died suddenly in an accident. The service was something like this:

Niece of deceased sings Amazing Grace ( no opinion)
Choir Sings "I come to the Garden alone" which for all the rest of us who don't know better ( myself included) has the refrain "And he walks with me and he talks with me....."
Minister says some words
choir sings "Abide with me"
Minister says some scripture lessons
Family and Friends insert their joys and memories here ( some nice letters and poetry were read- she was a well loved person)
Choir sings "Just as I am"
Closing prayers and the Lords prayer
Choir sings "The old rugged cross" which other than time-life commercials on PAX TV I have never actually heard before.

I should add here that we weren't using hymnals for these hymns an I have to tell you that having only the words in front of me is crippling to me. It's like asking someone to read Braille but it wasn't written correctly. Something was missing.

it was a lovely ceremony really. But I felt awful throughout the entire thing.

I hadn't eaten. Afterwards a couple of us went to the diner and had a late dinner. Honestly, I felt like that Campbell's soup commercial with the snowman that defrosts into a child. My Bacon Cheeseburger with fries and an unsweetened iced tea brought me right back almost immediately. I haven't had a cheeseburger in forever.

I feel sooooo good right now. I came home to practice because I have a lesson tomorrow, a recital in 6 weeks and a performance with a duet and a solo in 2 weeks that I am not at all ready for. I worked on it using my handy dandy new digital recorder.

You know what I discovered?

I hate my voice on tape - digital or any other kind! But it's an awesome practice tool so I really just need to get over it.

So I will have start eating like a normal person again. I feel better when I do and I have a lot of singing work to get going on with a lot of singing engagements coming up so I'd better get a grip on my voice on tape! I love my recorder though - it's small and perfect and easy. I LOVE it.

These are my personal revelations.

Stay tuned for my new years resolutions.