Monday, October 11, 2010

October Means 3 Things...

1. My birthday. I can't say I'm excited to be having a birthday. I know that getting older beats the alternative, but do I have to be reminded of it annually? Really? That number just keeps getting bigger and bigger, and I can't claim some sort of hold on my youth the bigger it gets. The chasm between me and my cultural relevance grows and grows...

2. Fall concert(s). This week is the giant choir school's fall concert, and next week is the tiny choir school's fall concert. Are we ready? I'd say yes at the tiny choir school, and no at the giant choir school. Several factors are at play in that lack of readiness. The main one is my students' inability to buckle down and get to work. Sometimes it's good-hearted chit-chat, and sometimes it's an outright rebellious refusal to comply. Towards the end of last week, my girls started to feel the pressure of the imminent performance, and the work ethic improved dramatically. They don't want to go on stage and stink it up. Can't say I do either...

3. Big Girl's birthday, which means Big Girl's birthday party as well... Ugh... I'm getting to the point of wanting to hire the birthday party stuff out. I just don't have the time or energy to pull it off as a working mom. But of course the alleged party is now under two weeks away, and I can't just call up a Chuck-E-Cheese at this point and book the party on the day I want to have it. By the way, we have to have it 5 days early because the weekend after her birthday is Region Choir auditions, and I'll be working all day that Saturday... I really do love my life. It's just complicated when there are things like birthdays so close to region auditions. I can't move the audition, and I can't move the birthday. And this is the kid who wouldn't be understanding about celebrating a month late. (I'd love to do that this go 'round...)

So that's what's up with me/us... We're getting older, and we're busy. It's a good life.

I have that song in my head by Sting, on the Brand New Day album where he writes a nasty letter to his ex and then wants to take it back... What's it called...? "Big Lie, Small World," I think. It came on my iPod yesterday while I was getting ready for church.

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