Yesterday I was still messed up from the Saturday night time change, as was pretty much everyone else I knew.
Middle Sister and I left home at 3:00 and checked into our hotel room at 5:30. (Yes, it’s supposed to be a three hour drive. But by exceeding the posted speed limit by a safe 5 mph we manage to cut it down to 2 1/2 hours.) We were at the concert venue by 6:15, plenty of time to visit with old high school friends. That was another draw of this particular concert. Our high school Madrigal group was singing last night at The Boy’s university, as well. So it was a two-for-one deal, and so worth it.
We heard the top choirs of several small Kansas towns. What a joy to know that even when our state legislature does its best to cut schools down to budgets that would have been tight 20 years ago, dedicated musicians continue to work with high school kids to create beautiful music. Our high school was last on that part of the program, as they always are. I don’t know how the arrangers of these things always know, but it’s best to put SM West last because they consistently blow every other school out of the water. Last night was no exception. They finished their set with a beautifully executed and hilariously characterized collection of “country dances.” Tons of fun.
And then it was the time for The Boy’s concert. His solo was in the final number of the night – “Dulaman.” Very fast tempo, and sung in Gaelic. It’s been a favorite of his for years, one he’s always wanted to sing. He was absolutely perfect – every syllable clear and correct, and with perfect tone. The Boy lit up the room, and certainly melted his mama’s heart.
A few minutes of photo opp with the siblings, their high school buddy, and their beloved high school conductor and mentor, and then Middle Sister and I were back to the hotel room and attempted sleep. Up at 5:00 and on the road at 6:00, with a detour to Starbucks to keep me awake on the DARK until 7:30 am and very foggy drive.
The only thing that’s kept me moving today is knowing I had an appointment at 3:00 this afternoon to test drive an SUV that I suspected was perfect for me. Sadly, I just got a call to say the car sold last night, so I now have no reason to remain upright much longer.
Thank you, and good night.