On a totally unrelated and unimportant note, I am annoyed with myself for not practicing my clarinet more (or at all, to be honest). Wednesday night, our church orchestra ran through this certain piece for Sunday, and it is honestly the most difficult piece of clarinet music I can recall being asked to play (even way back when I was a decent player and up to snuff). No one in my section can play certain parts at all, which is making me very sad. The silly piece is called “Hoe-down” of all things, and it is the symphony piece in the background of the current Beef Council commericial, if anyone cares. I remember laughing at the title before I actually looked at it. Thank goodness for phenomenal string players with the same part. I vow to practice more tomorrow, but I am plodding along like a 7th grader (at about 1/50th of the correct speed) and it is quite pathetic. It doesn’t make me feel better that the other three clarinet players say the same thing. In my personal opinion, it sounds better as a violin part anyway. Also, the baby is pressing on my lungs and making my tone suck. Whine, whine, whine…
I am off to bed. Despite the whining, life is pretty good right now. My summer job ended a bit earlier than I expected, which is giving me the chance to hang out at home and putter around with all the baby things that need to get ready sooner rather than later (especially in case this little person decides to make an early debut)…