Monday, Monday

Ever since last week when Mary Travers died, I have found myself singing songs from my highschool days - The Mama's and Papa's, Peter Paul and Mary,  Joan Baez.. all the greats. I wonder if younger generations do that with songs from their highschool days? And at times I ponder whether the kids raised on heavy metal and rap have missed out on this nostalgia... The old folk songs were really a unique era.

It's been a morning for 'chores' (and singing along with my Ipod blasting in my ears)- laundry, dishes, vacuum, and..... (she says with a small bit of glee) mowing the lawn! I know that most of you would not consider mowing the lawn a major accomplishment, yet this morning I am doing the little happy dance because of this (and yes, I have indeed warned you all before of how little it takes to amuse me).

The reason I feel so very clever is that I actually found a sunny day, a decent hour of the day, and enough hours to accomplish this task and then shower afterwards to get ready for work, without alienating every single one of my neighbors. (grin) This is no small bit of choreography between the weather that varies from a rainy 45 degrees last week to a predicted high of 92 and full sun tomorrow. Yes - this is our typical fall. :-D

And I am keeping my fingers crossed that I can get out and kayak a couple more times before they pull in the boats for the winter.

 

 It is 'spider season' here now, or so it seems. Every morning as I walk out to my car, I must remind myself to look up (or else risk immenent danger of walking into the web of one of these lovely creatures that dangle under my eaves.

There has indeed been some knitting going on - I am about 3/4 finished with Casablanca - and there may even be some live action modeling shots next weekend. Four or five of the knitting peeps and I are making a one day road trip to OFFF (my personal favorite local fair.... photos will follow for sure)

Tonight our chorus begins rehearsing once again for the fall/holiday concert season. I am so looking forward to singing with all of them! And we should be finding out a more definitive answer as to whether or not the Carnegie Hall performance (May 2010) is still a go... Yes, I know that recently I posted that it was a for sure, yet now there are 'rumblings amongst the natives' that it might not fly. There is a strong possibility that too few people have raised the funds to go, and that translates to our small group being smooshed in with another group of performers that weekend. I am not exactly sure how I feel about this potential new development. Somehow, singing with a group of strangers just doesn't seem the same as performing with our chorus and our director....... I will wait and see what is said in the next couple weeks.

Comments

[minnie]

when i do listen to the radio (which isn't often, imostly listen to audio books), it's a toss-up between an 80's station (graduated in 1984, AWESOME!) and an alternative rock/metal/ska/what have you college station. the 80's station is obvious. the other? my sons listen to it (no hip hop in my house, apparently), and i think it's cool music,too, as long as t hey don't scream too much.

i did watch the woodstock movie a couple of weeks ago, as well as the woodstock documentary they did on VH1, and i can understand the appeal of folk songs, but i enjoyed the who and santana much more,lol.

[Carole]

I am sad about Mary Travers, too. I listened to Puff the Magic Dragon on the way to work the morning after she died and I bawled and bawled.
I have my fingers crossed that your Carnegie Hall trip is a GO.

[KathleenC]

I work with university age students and I can tell you... yes, they listen to music from high school and middle school and feel the same sense of nostalgia. The music is nothing like my music of course... they get all sentimental over old school Brittany and Justin Timberlake... but the sense of memories connected to the music of a time is still there and strong.
Oh! Fingers crossed indeed for the Carnegie Hall trip!

[Vicki]

That spider web is AWESOME!! EW, ICK, though, if I were to walk into it.
; )