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catching up
I have been remiss for a week, so here is a catchup post. I'll cut for boringness and photos.
Chorus had a singout last Saturday, in a very nice church over in Wells-next-the-Sea. Not a huge audience, but at least there were twice as many of them as there were of us, and they enjoyed themselves. Raised a decent sum for the church roof, too.
My birthday treat from Bun was to learn some cupcake decorating, so she, her friend/tutor J and I spent Sunday afternoon putting icing into moulds and doing some fancy piping. Most satisfactory, plus, cupcakes!
Some of the little shell moulds are amazing, so much detail in them. I was dubious about the mermaids' tails, but in the end I think they were more successful than the unicorn horns.
There was also some chocolate and some orange icing, so the chocolate cupcakes got somewhat different treatment (and my piping improved).
Monday evening, my quartet met one of the chorus's more experienced quartets, we warmed up together, we sang for them and they gave us some critique and advice. Then they sang for us. Very pleasing evening all round.
Tuesday was knitting at Biddy's. Slightly disappointing cake this time, which is unusual, but the chat was good, as always.
Wednesday was my actual birthday (thank you, if you sent me good wishes, I'm sorry I didn't get round to saying proper thanks). Dave the Bees reported that the hive is looking good. I got my presents from Grandpa (devices for cleaning cat hair off things—not quite my idea of a birthday present, but on the other hand, he had observed my life and figured out something that might be useful in it, so kudos to him) and from Beast (dragon shaped ear cuffs, great fun though I have not yet figured out how to make them stay on my ears, and TimTams, yay!). We also went out for lunch, having fortuitously received coupons for a local chain a couple of days earlier.
Sadly, I slept not at all on Wednesday night for no discernible reason, and was zombie-like on Thursday afternoon, though with-it enough to get myself into town during the morning. Specsavers offered to provide me with a new pair of glasses for almost exactly half the price that Boots would have done, so, win. I have decided to be An Old Person, and am having bifocals. My current pair of varifocals has never been satisfactory and I am thoroughly fed up with them. So, old people glasses.
Fluffy brought in a large, live mouse on Thursday morning (luckily for me, I was just leaving!) and hid a dead vole in the wellies cupboard today. Hmph. Sable disappeared on Thursday evening, somewhere Outside, and eventually we sent Princess Fluffykins out to rescue her. Which she did, escorting her in quite calmly not many minutes later. I was too weary to go out singing.
Then on Friday I treated myself to a pedicure, and consequently have golden-orange toenails. I do like a nice pedicure.
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I've been reading the obit thread on Anthony Bourdain on MetaFilter, with more sadness than I expected to feel. I discovered him through Kitchen Confidential many years ago, and found his writing a delight, though I don't think I've ever seen his tv shows. From comments and links, it seems he was a thoroughly decent person, and a sad loss.
Chorus had a singout last Saturday, in a very nice church over in Wells-next-the-Sea. Not a huge audience, but at least there were twice as many of them as there were of us, and they enjoyed themselves. Raised a decent sum for the church roof, too.
My birthday treat from Bun was to learn some cupcake decorating, so she, her friend/tutor J and I spent Sunday afternoon putting icing into moulds and doing some fancy piping. Most satisfactory, plus, cupcakes!
Some of the little shell moulds are amazing, so much detail in them. I was dubious about the mermaids' tails, but in the end I think they were more successful than the unicorn horns.
There was also some chocolate and some orange icing, so the chocolate cupcakes got somewhat different treatment (and my piping improved).
Monday evening, my quartet met one of the chorus's more experienced quartets, we warmed up together, we sang for them and they gave us some critique and advice. Then they sang for us. Very pleasing evening all round.
Tuesday was knitting at Biddy's. Slightly disappointing cake this time, which is unusual, but the chat was good, as always.
Wednesday was my actual birthday (thank you, if you sent me good wishes, I'm sorry I didn't get round to saying proper thanks). Dave the Bees reported that the hive is looking good. I got my presents from Grandpa (devices for cleaning cat hair off things—not quite my idea of a birthday present, but on the other hand, he had observed my life and figured out something that might be useful in it, so kudos to him) and from Beast (dragon shaped ear cuffs, great fun though I have not yet figured out how to make them stay on my ears, and TimTams, yay!). We also went out for lunch, having fortuitously received coupons for a local chain a couple of days earlier.
Sadly, I slept not at all on Wednesday night for no discernible reason, and was zombie-like on Thursday afternoon, though with-it enough to get myself into town during the morning. Specsavers offered to provide me with a new pair of glasses for almost exactly half the price that Boots would have done, so, win. I have decided to be An Old Person, and am having bifocals. My current pair of varifocals has never been satisfactory and I am thoroughly fed up with them. So, old people glasses.
Fluffy brought in a large, live mouse on Thursday morning (luckily for me, I was just leaving!) and hid a dead vole in the wellies cupboard today. Hmph. Sable disappeared on Thursday evening, somewhere Outside, and eventually we sent Princess Fluffykins out to rescue her. Which she did, escorting her in quite calmly not many minutes later. I was too weary to go out singing.
Then on Friday I treated myself to a pedicure, and consequently have golden-orange toenails. I do like a nice pedicure.
*
I've been reading the obit thread on Anthony Bourdain on MetaFilter, with more sadness than I expected to feel. I discovered him through Kitchen Confidential many years ago, and found his writing a delight, though I don't think I've ever seen his tv shows. From comments and links, it seems he was a thoroughly decent person, and a sad loss.