snapshot: blue flame, plus a bit of randomness
The kitchen is done and we love it. I'm head over heels for the dishwasher and still giddy about cooking with a gas stove. It's miles better than cooking in the basement with the laundry chugging two feet away.
Is it March already? We had a few inches of snow this week, enough to make the roads a slippery mess for a day, and enough that we had to shovel the driveway, which prompted a message from the attorney of our insane, angry neighbor. (That's right. She has her lawyer send us emails about where to shovel snow. This happens regularly. We've learned to live with it. At least communicating with her lawyer is preferable to getting screamed and honked at, which also happens from time to time.)
It's contest season, so I'm playing piles of schlocky flute music with a smattering of euphonium and clarinet, all for high school students. There is also a rather daunting stack of contemporary saxophone rep. I'm definitely earning my (meagre) keep these days.
My mom was on public radio a couple weekends ago, the Puzzle segment with Will Shortz. It was very exciting, and we tuned in to listen to her. Click anywhere on this paragraph to go to the link and play along.
I'm ready for spring. How about you?