Sunday Reading

Today I am reading today "The Joyful Christian" by CS Lewis. Someone asked me about it. And the first thought that came to my head is, I am reading it because it is Sunday. Which raises a quandry in my mind. One hundred years ago, people read only their Bibles on Sunday, or maybe various church published tracts. There was a sense of keeping separate the sacred and secular on that particular day of the week. Some Sundays, I feel the need, since I am always working (lets ignore the serious issues on that subject for a moment) to read something devotional.

But.

Shouldn't we read such books that we shouldn't be ashamed to read on Sunday? Or, since to most of us that thought rarely occurs, should we ever read anything we would be embarrassed for someone to "catch" us reading? So, in a sense, shouldn't all our reading be "sunday reading?" Not, necessarily sacred in nature, but things that are edifying. Books that are uplifting, and of good content. "Whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely ...think on these things."

It's worth at least a passing thought.

Hows this for an image. It take $3,200 to make a foot-high stack of dollar bills. My student loans, if stacked, would almost cover the top of my head. Isn't there a scene in Wagner's Ring Cycle about that?

I'm back with my nose to the grindstone. The lady who is looking for the "perfect car" for me called and has a nice one. But, I'm not ready to buy yet. I will not go into debt for a car, I don't care how nice it is. So whatever cash I've saved when I absolutely need one, will be how much I spent. Everyone should buy cars cash if at all possible. It costs you far less money in the long run, you don't have to scrimp for monthly payments, and you can get a better deal on the car in the first place if you wave cash under their respective noses!

Anyway, I'm back, and on a financial roll again!

Can anyone tell me, Jeff perhaps, if the song "speed test" from Thoroughly Modern Millie was reused in the movie version of Pirates of Penzance, or did it happen the other way around...the part that clicked for me was the "So it really doesn't matter, no it really doesn't matter...no it really doesn't matter matter matter matter matter!" chorus. Did that actually come from another Gilbert and Sullivan operetta? Any clues?

LAST DAY!

My last day in Texas! I'm really going to miss a few friends, but other than that? Back to the coast! Back to work....that sucks!

I'm heading out to lunch with some friends from church. Then I'll go to Baylor in the hope that VC will have time for one last lesson. Tonight, its off to The Grape! Adrian and I are going to celebrate his birthday early. Then tomorrow its off to Austin to catch a plane. I'll be home, with any luck, by 10 tomorrow night.

Now for the big question...do I want to come back to Waco? No. For a visit and lessons, yes. To stay, never say never, for God loves to stretch your definition of the impossible, but I hope not! I'm almost home!!!!!

I'm sewing a seat cushion for Dr. Van Cura's recliner tonight. Oh what a headache! I set the cushion and the fabric by the door of the bed and breakfast today so I wouldn't forget it. Guess what I did.

So at 9 Adrian and I made a desperate run out to Valley Mills to get it. Pam and Ken weren't home, and I couldn't see them coming home to find me breaking in. So we decided to drive about until they got back. We went to Crawford. Yes indeed. Home of George W. We waved.

Then they called and we picked it up. Hurrah! Now i'm trying to throw it together so I can go to bed. On a foreign sewing machine. What I woudln't give for my own bernina!

Look at that it worked!

Two days left of my "vacation." My stuff is in storage, I've had a few voice lessons, seen a few people, and am really ready to be home and not living out of a suitcase for a while.

I'm trying to get new comments here. We'll see what happens when I hit publish!

My credit report score is better than I'd expected. Everyone should go out an get one (or rather, three...since what you want is the combination of the three different major companies...). I found a mistake on mine...everyone go to freecreditreport.com or someplace like that and order one. It isn't free. But it's worth it to know who's been looking at your accounts...

I'm here. No where that I am staying has a computer, so I have ruthlessly stolen someone's password to get onto the Baylor campus computers. Not stolen, exactly, since he did type it in for me. It was more fun though to think I was being naughty...

I've had two lessons and a coaching so far. The lessons have both gone well. I hit a couple of walls in my coaching. I know I have extensive high notes, but I'm afraid of them a bit....afraid that they'll sound bad, which is the kiss of death. So even though I can sing in lessons to them, around them, and on them fearlessly, when I get one in a piece of music, I invariably clam up. We're talking REALLY high notes here. So anyway...that's the battle this time around. On the plus side, I haven't fallen behind any by being gone for eight months. I guess that means the technique has stuck! Huzzzah. Confidence onto the career.

I've also been moving my things from boxes into smaller boxes, from smaller boxes into bigger ones, shuffling half the stuff from one box into another and then repacking the rest with half the contents of another. I'm trying to get rid of all the stuff I haven't cared about in the last eight months.

Tomorrow I'll start shopping for storage units. And an accompanist. For the masterclass on Saturday.

And I have a choir rehearsal tonight. For Dr. Claybrooks church choir. How lovely, no?