So good for me
Today started out a little slow. Dad had a hard time getting out of the bed. Brody and I drove Dad to the Senior Center. We got there later than usual.
Monday morning it was all I hoped it would be…
After wards Brody and I went swimming for a couple of hours. Molly, our visiting Labrador, wanted to play. And joined us in the pool with her pool toy soon after we jumped in.
Oh, Monday morning
After we were done swimming. Again, I was exhausted, and I took a nap. Brody spent the afternoon with my DS and DBL during this time. They sounded like they were having a good time together.
Monday morning couldn’t guarantee
Later on after dinner, Dad, Brody and I played five (5) card draw. Dad was teaching Brody how to play the game. And he was as clear headed about this as possible. Very impressive teacher. We enjoyed mango sherbet (eat your hearts out, this mango is the greatest!). During which my DS and DBL practiced their instruments (trombone and tuba respectively), (They play in a community band and another professional wind ensemble) They sounded pretty good while they practiced and it reminded me, that I too needed to practice my clarinet as well (I too play in the community band).
That Monday evening you’d still
About 9 o’clock we folded up the game and started to get ready for bed and I practicing the clarinet.
Be here with me
I started practicing my music for the upcoming September 14Th concert. Some of the clarinet parts are a little challenging – and we have a sectional coming up as early as August 20Th. During sectionals, the odds of being asked to play by yourself in front of everyone are pretty high (something I dread).
Monday, Monday
[author’s note: as it has been at least 25 years ago since I played clarinet professionally – I’ve been picking up my skill (again – with practice) over the last two (2) months, but I’m still not 100%.]
Can’t trust that day
Sectionals are when only one instrument practises together to help increase that sections’ technique, tone and ability to play together.
Oh, Monday morning you gave me no warning
Later after practicing, Dad came out looking for Brody and I (about an hour later). We shared hugs and good nite kisses. And every one went to bed. Except that Molly – she wanted to play again and picked up her rubber hot dog and was trying to get me to play keep-away-her, I did so, for a few minutes and then made a mad dash to my bedroom. Where I curled up with my computer and wrote this blog.
Of what was to be
Many thanks to The Mamas & The Papas for the use of their lyrics.