Sunday Evening Again

Fridays don't come fast enough, and Sundays always come too soon. Kristopher is sitting here on the sofa doing his homework, and I am waiting for some quinoa to cook so we can have dinner. Had to do the whole meatless thing for the past couple of days due to the husband's swollen ankle as he thinks it is an attack of gout. Who am I to argue? It's an ailment that, thankfully, I don't have. He does suffer from it from time to time, so I defer.

The little grand-nugget was supposed to come over again this evening, but her Mom and Dad didn't get around to get her here. They said it was just too much trouble, and thought that I might want to come over there. Uh...no. I'm not going to my son's house for 5 hours on a Sunday and trying to be quiet while he and his wife sleep. No thanks. Get in the car, and get the kid over here, or just tough it out.

My friend Patricia came over this morning for my 4th yoga session. It was very good.

So this last week I joined up with the Lynnwood Community Band. It was a bunch of fun. It was almost exactly like high school. The drum section didn't show up, and the brass section, despite the fact that the median age had to be 60, were a bunch of clowns! I do love playing my flute. I sent my Gemeinhardt off to Elkhart Indiana for a serious tune-up by the one and only guy that Gemeinhardt recommends to do it.



And isn't this lovely, breathtaking beauty? That's my next wish. A Haynes. Loverly.

Did I mention that I'm taking flute lessons? I don't know whether I did or not. Well, I am. This coming week will be week 10 in that adventure. My flute teacher is a pretty serious dude. His name is Klaus Liebetanz. I was gonna put up a picture of him, but am a little scared to do that because they all have copyrights on them. I got permission to put the picture of the Haynes up from the woman that runs the Flutragious website.

Well, I gotta go. I gotta go over to my son's house for a bit. More like 45 minutes instead of 4-5 hours.

Have a great week!

Long time No See....

Can't believe it's been over two months since I posted to this blog! Ouch! Haven't been feeling too great and have been focusing on changing that - trying to eat right and take care of myself. Takes a lot of energy.

But I wanted to stick my head in and say things are going pretty good. This was the view from my couch last night, and it just doesn't get any sweeter than that. She is just over one month old, her name is Meara and she's my little granddaughter. Yep. I'm a Gammy.

Isn't she sweet? Well, she is. Anyway, that's pretty much all I wanted to say about that this morning. I have to get my biking clothes on and head out for a bike ride with a friend. Don't know how far I'll be able to ride as it will be the first time I've been on that bike in almost 2 years. I don't think I rode it a single time last season. I think I like the idea of having a bike more than riding the bike. Well, all these aches and pains don't help my attitude in that arena. Anyway. I gotta jet....

Oh, one more thing I thought I'd put up. A picture of my current passion. I have decided to get myself back into respectible playing shape on the flute, and pick up where I left off 20+ years ago. Pictured here are my Artley and Gemeinhardt B foot flutes, and my alto flute (way in the back). Pretty, huh? You might ask me why I have three, but I don't have that kinda time this morning.


Wonder if I'll know when I have surpssed my former abilities and moved into new territory. I look at some of the music that is marked for playing in my old books, and it is inconceivable to me that I played well enough to play them - but I must have. At least enough to mark them up. Oh well...didn't I say I was going? Yea...I've goto to make a field test of the air in my bike tires before I head out. I can and will take the pump with me, but really don't want to just hop out of the car and start pumpin' up the tires.....