On Piano emergencies

Today was a much better day than yesterday. Work was work... nothing out of line there. Project is not going the way that I want it to, but my customer can't get out of his own way so there is really very little I can about it, other than document the inconsistencies and lack of response.

I had a board meeting for community service group that I belong to. It was a good meeting, really short in the grand scheme of these meetings. I'm feeling OK about everything that's going on at this time with this crew. We even had a little bit of fun!

ON my way home, I noticed that my phone was vibrating. My identical voice twin had called... and she was in a restaurant that I was just driving past and she was having herself a good drink and fried food. HAving recently been in that position and knowing the day she's had, I really couldn't blame her. She asked me to come keep her company.

So I pulled in, found her and started leafing through her music. You see, she had to find an emergency replacement for her accompanist. She called every one she could think of, in fact she made 21 calls in an hour! One her friends came through for her in the end which was wonderful.

Hence the mudslide.

and the Mozzerella sticks.

So we talk about the music for her chorus - all awesome tunes! She is really fortunate to have the talent in her school to be able to pull these off so wonderfully. They are tough tunes some of them, but I trust her judgement. If they can do it, I think it's amazing and wonderful. It proves my gutt feeling in the kind of teacher she is. She inately knows the overall talent of the group and chooses music that is challenging - very in some cases - and then teaches them the tools to learn the music. While using the music itself as a tool. Very progressive for a young teacher. Very impressive if her adminstration is paying attention at all.

But she had a panic ridden stressy day. We've all been there. So I stayed and talked with her about all kinds of things - some things about me, some about another friend of mine in the same business, our teacher, her kids, her accompanist, the waitress, her birthday gift ( Nice job !).

We left about an hour later with her still wanting to hit something - I promptly danced away! She meant the batting cages but that's ok. I understand the frustration. I work out and do horrible exercizes to my body till I can't walk now in order to relieve stress. It does pay off in the end as my weight is coming down and I look and feel better.

I drove home and was thinking about how I used to be the "baby". All my older friends you used to sit there and counsel me and make me feel better. And Now I am doing that for someone younger. Someone who is a lot like me. Braver perhaps.... certainly has some additional courage that I never had at that age.

I kind of like it.