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1st F ~ Franklin Institute

Jenny and I went to Filthydelphia to the Franklin Institute in December. She had some comp time to take and I had just finished concerts, so we were both ready to run off and have some fun.

And yes, two blondes at a museum in the middle of the week is fun for us. Don’t judge!

We walked through the giant heart, watched the skeleton on the elliptical, aged our faces by 30 years, played with fulcrum, learned that windshield wipers were invented by a woman, mastered the art of the crane, solved a crime at the CSI experience, ate cheese steaks, found a book written by Jenny, when surfing, played some soccer and learned how to meditate. It was a full day for both of us.

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3rd C ~ Contract on House

We did it! We put a contract on a house that we want to buy.

I’m sure that after a good year and a half of helping us look, our realtor was incredibly happy to find something we liked. Granted, we didn’t run him into the ground with thousands of showings, but we did make him look pretty hard for a house we’d like.

Front View

 

Back View

It’s considered a rancher style of house, but in the center there’s that A frame which makes a loft area that’s perfect for my office.

The real story is that we did this on December 22nd. Who does this right before the biggest holiday season of the year?!  Nutty us, that’s who.

I’ve felt good about this process and felt really good about this house. It’s got a very family friendly atmosphere, even if the interior is still stuck in the 80’s. So why then, did I need a stiff drink as soon as I’d finished signing on the dotted line? As soon as we left the realtors office I was feeling nutty, anxious and emotional so we b-lined it to a friend’s house. As soon as I walked in, I plunked my butt down at her counter and promptly announced that I needed a martini and I needed it NOW! Without questions, she set to shaking me up a Cosmo and then asked what was up. She’d never seen me so shaken. I’m normally the one that everyone comes to for a solution, not the one falling to pieces. Honestly, I hadn’t thought about why I would react that way. Hormones? Possibly. Who knows. In any event, it was nice to know I had a friend to go to that was ready with vodka and a hug!

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2nd C ~ Concerts and Tetris

Our Winter Concert season finished in mid-December, and I must say I feel it was quite successful. Normally, we have one concert for one campus and two for the other, but this year we did two at both. Logistically, it was a challenge to add that second concert Downtown. Due to the high traffic flow of students on the day of the performance, it required at least 20 parent volunteers.

What I found amazing was that it was practically effortless to have all the help I needed! Our volunteer base has the most dedicated and supportive people, that I realize I’m well and truly blessed. The evening of our dress rehearsal, I had parents popping out of the woodwork – so to speak – to offer their help and support. With their help, everything ran amazingly well the next day and for all subsequent concerts.

In fact, the main office made comment about how well supported our program was by parent involvement and referred someone from another department over to ours to find out our “trade secrets”. I’ve even had a parent offer to do the ticketing process in the Spring for the campus I usually seat. (Can you hear the heavens parting and the angels singing? I can!) I just wanted to jump up and hug the woman right then and there!

Another parent has consented to putting our past programs online in a database so we can keep track of what we perform and when, to help us produce varied concerts. That’s awesome!

The head of the department that was referred to us decided she wanted to meet and discuss how to get her parents as involved as ours. I have two words for her – show gratitude. Assign a small job that can be completed easily and then thank the person profusely. I know it sounds so simple, but gratitude goes a long way.

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5 C’s and 2 F’s – Multiple Blogs

I realized I hadn’t written anything on here since early November, when work was rather busy and I was sitting on my little stool at the Meyerhoff in Baltimore, listening to the chorus sing. So much has happened since then, that it’s time for me to try to wrap up what’s gone on in 2011. Please feel free to read all five C’s and the F blogs.

The first blog will be about my  Carnegie Hall experience.

Ok – This was exciting. We did two performances with the Baltimore Symphony Orchestra at the Meyerhoff Symphony Hall in Baltimore and everyone was very impressed with the children, the production and the entire experience, but to take the whole show on the road to Carnegie Hall was another experience. Since singers from Peabody Conservatory and from the Preparatory were going, we got to see 4 of our alumni in the older group. It was nice to see that students from the Children’s Chorus had continued on to the Conservatory, and good for the kids to know they can continue on in their studies if they choose to.

We were only taking 20 children – which after the 80+ we took to Italy felt like vacation! – so I had two extra chaperons; one parent and Jenny. We rode up on our assigned bus, having fun riding in the back and partaking in an M&M party with a few of the singers.

As we got closer to the City, cameras came out. We waded our way through the traffic to our hotel, The Manhattan at Times Square. We were told that it wasn’t a “fancy” hotel, but it certainly wasn’t horrible! Since we were early, we had to wait a bit to check-in, even though our call time at the theater was rapidly approaching. As I was tapping my fingers on the marble counter top, I was introduced to a gentleman who was acting as the tour director. He was a very pleasant man from South Africa named Johan. He seemed a bit surprised that I was at the counter checking in my group, but I have never done it any other way, so it seemed natural to me to be taking care of business on my own.

We eventually got our keys, but it meant that a mad dash was made to drop items in our rooms and have the kids pack up their uniforms for our walk up to Carnegie Hall. I took the lead and headed up the street, feeling the trail of people behind me. It was a bit strange to know you had this train of excited kids following you, exactly like it was through the airports in London and Rome.

Everyone was a bit put off by the olfactory attributes of New York City. (It stinks!) But even the scaffolding surrounding Carnegie Hall couldn’t dampen the spirits of our singers. We went in through our stage door entrance, and found our way to a rehearsal space. We claimed a corner and the boss set out to warm up voices and give a few instructions. We still had a bit of time before we were supposed to go on, but she wanted to be sure we were good for rehearsal. While the kids ran through their scales and did their motions, most of the adult choir took advantage and warmed up with them. That was a different experience to hear the familiar light voices doing their exercises yet punctuated with mature voices doing the same vocal stretching.

We were told we needed to scurry down to backstage to await our entrance, but since it was a full rehearsal, we weren’t needed for much of the first 30 minutes of the piece, so we got to sit in the hall and watch the rehearsal. That was pretty cool. The kids were excellent audience members, and it gave me some time to realize that I was sitting in Carnegie Hall! It’s a gorgeous space with excellent acoustics. No wonder it’s one of the best venues to play!

After our rehearsal time, we took the kids back to our holding pen to have dinner and change into their uniforms, but before they suited up, we went for a little jaunt around the block to get a picture under the marquee with the poster announcing the show in it. I knew it was right around the corner, but the kids were so excited, a walk wasn’t a bad idea.

What do you get when you take a group of very talented, warmed-up-and-ready-to-go performers for a walk around the block in New York City on a chilly evening just before the holidays? You get the most joyous train of music following your lead. These children LOVE to sing and they love to share their music whenever they can, so they ran through most of their repertoire from the upcoming Winter Concert on their way around the town. People stopped and watched as we skipped, loped and laughed our way back to the marquee and there wasn’t one person that didn’t bust out in a smile as we went by wafting music and happiness in our wake. I know Carnegie is a big deal, but I think for me, that was the BEST experience. I love those kids. :0)

Picture having been taken, we went back to our rehearsal space and “showed” the adult choir how to change into your uniform in a public place while still being discreet and then settled in at the Steinway to entertain each other while we waited for our cue.

Hubby and I escorted the 20 jumbles of nerves backstage when they were supposed to be there and then sat on the steps  “on call” in case we were needed. Since our little professionals were fine, Hubby took the time to catch a cat nap before we were to take on Times Square.

The kids exited the stage to thunderous applause and after navigating and massive crush of people backstage, we were on our way back to our hotel to change and then wander Times Square a bit.

Somehow, Hubby and I ended up without kids – so we walked around and took photos before heading back to the hotel for bed check.

The next morning was a surreal and bizarre scene when bagged  breakfasts were delivered outside of the hotel for both the adult and children’s chorus. 200 bags of food labeled with a first name and last initial were lined up along the sidewalk in front of the hotel with the thought that everyone would go out and pick up their food. Hubby and I found as many of the bags for our students as we could, but Hubby thought it was strange that we were foraging for food from paper bags on the streets of New York City.

After breakfast we walked a few students over to see Rockefeller Plaza and the Avenue of the Americas before boarding our bus for home, which was a quiet ride, with most of us dozing.

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VIP

All access to the Baltimore Symphony Orchestra’s production of Jeanne d’Arc au bucher – oh yeah!

Thanks to the Dean and I enjoyed watching Marin Alsop run through a rehearsal. I gave her a few pointers.

I may be tiny and green, but I’ve got some awesome buddies.

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Stuff That’s Klunking Around

I got my review in August. I  look at it every day with the intention of working on it and then I do something more important (at least to me) or more pertinent(at least to my job). I said to the boss, “Can’t we just say ‘She does her job.’ ?” She said, “No. We’d have to say, ‘She does her job, very well.’ ” I could live with that.

Ever since Italy, I haven’t been able to hang out with one of my close friends. Tonight she tells me she’s planned a huge shindig for the Ravens game on Thanksgiving. Harrumph! I couldn’t care less about the football, but I’d love to go to a bonfire with outside projector screens for viewing. Just the whole atmosphere sounds like a fantastically fun time. My dilemma? I go to another friends house for Thanksgiving every year. I love going there, too, and we have a great time, so… yeah!  Um, where did I leave that cloning machine again?

Going to celebrate Hubby’s bday at the local race track. Just read something in the paper the other day that made mention that the track may be having its final season after 100 years. That’s just so sad. I hope they work it all out. We have a great time going. It was the worst move EVER to not give the race track slots and instead put them at the MALL where kids hang out. Such dullards.

Getting ready for another cool adventure with the Chorus! 20 of our singers will be performing Joan d’Arc du Bucher with the Baltimore Symphony Orchestra. That’s an excellent opportunity in and of itself, but we are taking the show on the road and will be playing Carnegie Hall. Lots of excited moms and pops – and chorus managers. Should be awesome.

Thinking of that makes me cringe at the fact that I don’t have Italy stuff up yet. Trust me, I’ve done some of my part… I’m waiting on approval and tweaking by those with better knowledge of the music than I. I’d stripped out the audio from the HD video and replaced it with audio we captured with an H4Zoom. (I see your eyes glazing over, trust me, it’ll all be over soon) I synced up the singers with the sound and thought I’d gotten is spot on, but the boss believes she can play with it just that much more and so I’m waiting on her. It’s a gorgeous concert, btw.

Looking at where we may go in 2013. One thought is Paris, the other is Austria/Slovakia/Hungary. I’m game for the latter, but I think the boss is leaning to the former. On of these days I’ll get to Scotland!

House hunting went well. That house I had posted pictures for was GORGEOUS and both Frank and I loved it, but it doesn’t meet some of our “have to have” list and so we are going to let it go. There is another house that’s really a diamond in the rough that is structurally great, but needs some tlc and updating. Mostly flooring, which is no big deal for us. We’ll see. I’m not feeling pressed either way.

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Harvest Dinner, aka Fakesgiving

Yeah, I know… shame on me.

So! This weekend we typically have something called Harvest Dinner. The kids have renamed it “Fakesgiving”. A few years back I decided that it was much less hectic to have our family Thanksgiving in October, thus freeing up everyone to share the November feast with friends and other families. Doesn’t hurt that it’s one of the busiest times for the chorus schedule, so it’s a win-win for me.

Our normal thing to do is to go picking Granny Smith apples – not Stayman, not Fuji,  just Granny Smith – and then we head over to the pumpkin fields and choose our victims – ahem – pumpkins for carving.  (I think we are all too fond of Dexter) It’s always enjoyable to be wandering around the farm and re-connecting with Mother Earth and her bounty. Gives a bit of meaning to the concept of Harvest Dinner, right?

Well, maybe not this year. I checked the local farms and there are no apples left to be picked. Wha?? No apples??  The recorded message says we can come to their farm and buy pre-picked apples from bins in their festive barn, but all the apples had been plucked from the trees. Darn!! I was bummed about that, but hey, there were still the fields of bright orange pumpkins to go wandering through, so all was well.

Last night, in the space of maybe an hour, it went from sunny and warm to blustery, gray and COLD. Parents and students were coming in for rehearsal with chattering teeth and flimsy jackets wrapped tightly around themselves. Apparently, none of us had seen this drastic weather change coming. I kept hearing the mention of a four letter word – in a CHURCH, already – over and over again.

SNOW

Really?! It’s not even November yet, but there it is. Surely they mean flurries, right?  Eh, no. There is a Winter Storm Watch out for Saturday (shouldn’t that be Fall Storm Watch?), which is of course, the Harvest Dinner. Considering they are predicting a 90% chance of precipitation, with 1-3 inches of that lovely white stuff a possibility, I doubt we’ll be at the farm. Instead, I guess I’ll have to find some pre-picked pumpkins to gouge and carve.

On other fronts, we went house-hunting again.  It’s now been over a year that we’ve been in this process. Since we started, we’ve finished the basement and cleaned out years worth of “schtuff” and given it away. (I don’t know what I’m going to do when I don’t live on a main drag where I can put out any item, and I do mean ANY item, with a FREE sign next to it and have it gone within 24 hours) All we have left to do is to put on a new deck and we’ll be ready to put this puppy on the market. If it sells, great.  If not, it’s finally the way I’ve wanted it and I’ll be happy here until I find the new house, which we thought we’d done last weekend. It was the first house that Hubby had fallen for. It had been empty for  awhile when we saw it on Saturday, but by Monday it had two contracts on it. So we decided to go looking again this weekend. Little did we know we’d be looking during a snow storm, but hey… at least we’ll know if the heat works.

Since Halloween is right around the corner, one of the houses we are looking at was built in 1885 and used to be a place where they made tombstones. It sits next to a graveyard, which I don’t mind. The neighbors are always quiet when you live next to a graveyard. Hubby is quick to point out that maybe it’s not actually a graveyard, but more of an old showroom.

 

 

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Party, Pittsburgh and Pizza

It’s one of those blogs again. One where I try to catch u on the things that I think would be so much fun to blog about and then never get to actually blog about in a timely fashion.

1. Party – I had talked about party planning and getting ready for my friend’s big 5-0 birthday, where I was not allowed to mention, nor allude to the fact that she was one half of one hundred. She seems to be taking it better now, so if I say she’s half a century old now, I may survive. Hey… I’m right behind her, so I understand how she’s feeling. *I* don’t feel that way, but I understand.

Anywho… I used West Virginia colors since her hubby didn’t know her favorite color. (It’s purple, btw A, so now you know!) Jenny and I went out on a mission and came up with a pretty good game plan. I really like the centerpieces and by the end of the night, the blue feathers had made their rounds!

2. Pittsburgh – Last weekend, we took our baby to move her things to Pittsburgh. It was an emotional time for everyone. Even though we still have her here until after the holidays, I can feel the change coming. I’m happy for her and feel good that she’s making a move into a family that will love, care and support her, but damnit – she’ll always be my baby. I want her to go forth and live her life, but I sure will miss my little work-stopper.

We ended up going to the Hofbrauhaus while we were there. We didn’t know it had been as close as Pittsburgh all this time or maybe we wouldn’t have bothered with the original when we went to Munich…. yea…. riiiiight…. still, it was nice and we’d definitely go again. After dinner and meeting the beau’s ‘rents, we went with them to 3 Rivers Casino and played a few games and then we went up to Mt. Washington and looked down on the city. It was pretty. Reminded me of Florence, Italy just a little bit. I think it was the angle and proximity, because really they look nothing alike!

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

Florence, Italy

I was rather amazed at the amount of home town spirit for the Steelers that Pitt had. Living in Raven country, I’ve seen enough of the purple and black to know there is some spirit here, but there was just an overwhelming amount of black and gold in that town. I don’t really care about football at all, but it was nice to see people supporting their team in what felt like a small town way.

Before we left, we went to a small hole-in-the-wall breakfast joint. It was a long counter type of diner and it was really good. I could see why the line was out the door for it. It’s also within walking distance of my baby’s new apartment. Yay!

Gab N Eat

3. Pizza – I found some whole grain pizza flats and thought that it would be delish to make a veggie pizza for dinner. I cut the veggies, roasted and spiced them just right and started looking for some pizza sauce. Ooops! I thought I’d had some under the cabinet, but not so. While hunting around I came across some Lime Chutney. We like spicy and we like different and most of the time, my “mistakes” are some of the most tasty dishes we’ve ever had, but let me assure you that this was not one of those times. Lime Chutney has NO place on a pizza. Even smothered with cheese, it was horrible. I think it’s only the 2nd time in 30 years my hubby has asked me NOT to repeat that dish. #4 came home and looked at the pizza and was very excited to eat it. She took a few bites and pronounced she could eat no more and started hunting around the kitchen for something else, glancing over at the uneaten part of the gorgeous looking pizza. Eventually she said, “I was really looking forward to that and I wish it tasted anything near the way it looks. I mean, LOOK at it.. it’s GORGEOUS and I want to eat it, but I can’t. I even bragged about the veggie pizza I was having for dinner while at work… I’m so sad!!”

Lesson learned… no Lime Chutney on a veggie pizza!! (or anything else, for that matter)