So back to head-in-the-sand-dom. This morning I took Caitlin to her math class. Usually I take Evan along and we "do school" together while we wait for her. Today I let him stay home with Grandma and I did a little pre-Thanksgiving shopping at Trader Joe's. After lunch I wrote a blog post (see below) and practiced piano a little bit: an oldie from my college days, Bach's French Suite #5 in G. I have decided to relearn it. It came back into my fingers pretty quickly . . . . the one thing I think I am better at than my husband musically is remembering music I learned a long time ago. I'm glad there is that, at least!
Later in the afternoon I went to the home of some piano students--I teach two children as well as their mother, all in one family, and for several weeks I will be going to their house to teach because the mother just had foot surgery and can't drive. They are great people, a pleasure to work with, and I am more than happy to do this to keep them taking lessons while the mom recuperates. After that it was back home to teach several more students, after which I wolfed down some Trader Joe's sushi and then left for a staff meeting of the children's choir organization I play for. That is another great group of people, and we had way too much fun working out logistics for December concerts. Sometimes I am amazed at the things I get to do for my "job." I am sorry that I don't always appreciate this blessing as I should.
After I got home from my meeting, Phillip, Caitlin and I watched last week's episode of Person of Interest (one of the two shows I keep up with these days). While watching, one of us had a cup of Grenada hot chocolate, one of us had a glass of Trader Joe's Merlot, and one of us had nothing. I wonder if you can guess who had what?