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Mysigt med kattar på en kylig höstdag
Oct. 29th, 2017 10:04 amIt is, indeed, a chilly fall day, and I am cozy on the couch with cats, one or the other of which has been occupying my lap pretty much continuously. A big fuzzy blanket and the sun coming through the front windows also contributes to my cozy-ness...which I will shortly be discarding, because two of my favorite teachers are doing a Harry Potter themed yoga class at noon. There will be dueling! (Actually partnered yoga sequences.) With wands! (Actually glowsticks.) I just wish I had some appropriately-colored yoga clothes...hrm. I suppose I do have a set of blue leggings. Maybe I can wear some silver jewelry. (Yes, I'm a Ravenclaw. Given the opportunity of learn-a-situation-by-jumping-in versus learn-by-researching-and-assessing, I will pick the research-and-assess route every time. But I have lots of Gryffindor friends who'll be happy to jump in and save whatever needs saving while I'm busy figuring out what the ideal outcome is and how best to make it happen.)
Brian is back from his latest trip. He's been doing a lot of travel for business over the past couple of months, most recently to London; while he enjoyed that trip especially (he'd been there once as a poor college student and loved it but hadn't been back in over a decade) he's glad to be home. At my request, he brought me a British paperback of My Cousin Rachel, because fall is prime Daphne du Maurier reading season. He also snagged a pretty excellent bottle of non-export Scotch at the duty free shop; we're going to have to have some friends over to enjoy it.
Friday was my first piano lesson, where I learned all the things I've been doing wrong body-mechanics-wise. Luckily, working in two other fields where postural awareness is a big deal, I'm not finding it too difficult to make changes; as with most musical basics, it's now just a matter of doing it enough times that it becomes muscle memory rather than yet another thing to juggle consciously. I'm also seriously considering getting a music theory cheat poster to hang on the wall in the second bedroom, at least until I've gotten more of the basics down. It's like the periodic table...all the scales and chord progressions and modes and everything are connected, and if you know how the connections work, you can work your way from one to any other without hesitation, and it gives you a vocabulary to describe what's going on musically in any given song. But my understanding is still very much on the fringes.
I'm not doing anything this weekend, but for Halloween night Brian and I have reservations at The Catcade - they're building a big blanket fort and showing The Nightmare Before Christmas, with drinks and cats. Sounds pretty perfect to me.
And off I go to yoga. Here's hoping we all have lovely cozy fall days ahead.
Brian is back from his latest trip. He's been doing a lot of travel for business over the past couple of months, most recently to London; while he enjoyed that trip especially (he'd been there once as a poor college student and loved it but hadn't been back in over a decade) he's glad to be home. At my request, he brought me a British paperback of My Cousin Rachel, because fall is prime Daphne du Maurier reading season. He also snagged a pretty excellent bottle of non-export Scotch at the duty free shop; we're going to have to have some friends over to enjoy it.
Friday was my first piano lesson, where I learned all the things I've been doing wrong body-mechanics-wise. Luckily, working in two other fields where postural awareness is a big deal, I'm not finding it too difficult to make changes; as with most musical basics, it's now just a matter of doing it enough times that it becomes muscle memory rather than yet another thing to juggle consciously. I'm also seriously considering getting a music theory cheat poster to hang on the wall in the second bedroom, at least until I've gotten more of the basics down. It's like the periodic table...all the scales and chord progressions and modes and everything are connected, and if you know how the connections work, you can work your way from one to any other without hesitation, and it gives you a vocabulary to describe what's going on musically in any given song. But my understanding is still very much on the fringes.
I'm not doing anything this weekend, but for Halloween night Brian and I have reservations at The Catcade - they're building a big blanket fort and showing The Nightmare Before Christmas, with drinks and cats. Sounds pretty perfect to me.
And off I go to yoga. Here's hoping we all have lovely cozy fall days ahead.
