|February 14, 2015
||[Feb. 14th, 2015|09:00 pm]
Updating on the day itself for a change. This is a good thing. I'm actually feeling much more energetic this evening than usual, which may be a result of medication changes mentioned previously. If it is, I'm all for it.
In any case, I got up late in the morning, and after wishing queenmomcat a happy Valentine's Day, I settled in to spending the day online. Usually, the two of us would have gone out grocery shopping today, but the weather was truly unpleasant: snow and wind and whiteout conditions. Thankfully, queenmomcat did some shopping yesterday, so we have supplies enough to carry us through.
So, I caught up my LiveJournal and spent some time goofing off, and then queenmomcat and I made muffins. It was our first attempt at baking with a popular sugar substitute, and it didn't come out entirely well. The muffins were very crumbly and dry, but they were still edible, so not all was lost. We'll just have to keep experimenting.
Anyways, after that, I wrote a poem:
THE VERMONT YOUTH ORCHESTRA PERFORMS
ANTONÍN DVOŘÁK’S SYMPHONY NO. 9, "FROM THE NEW WORLD"
Backstage all was consolation:
well-liked French Horn soloist
had missed her cue and muffed her line
during the finale. Fatal.
Oh, but such glory. Instrument
by instrument calling forth,
with tones of youth, America
as seen with loving, foreign eyes.
Could we understand such eyes?
Looking from the inside, perhaps not --
"Negro" spirituals something learned
in grade school, "Indian" dances same.
But to hear them all anew,
this is what the music gave us.
Even with the second movement
left out due to lack of skill,
even with the French Horn solo
less than perfect, even with
all the woodwinds out of tune,
something of the new came through.
Going home. Going home.
Home already in the rhythms,
in the notes. So much familiar.
I’ll be always going home.
That pretty much took care of my productivity for the day, but I'm happy with that. queenmomcat and I ended up making a lamb stew for dinner, and I'm now happily digesting that. I didn't take a nap today (see above re. medication changes), so I suspect I'll sleep well tonight. This would be good, as I have a solo Sunday shift at the book store tomorrow. Hopefully, the weather will improve by then.