Well, I had to take a break from my mystery Christmas knitting projects, so…I updated my site more. Lots more. It might have broken (I’ve only checked it on one operating system, one browser). If it did break, let me know, please? And, I hate to be a pain, but if you have bookmarks, please update them. Thank you!
Time to put down the laptop and resume knitting. Only 44 days until Christmas…
Seen in my parents’ powder room: Bug-Proofing Visual Basic. I mean, we’ve always had National Geographic magazines, and then Dilbert books got added to the mix…but this… Is it any wonder that I turned out to be such a nerd? What do normal people keep in their bathrooms as reading material?
All I planned to do was add some stuff to the music page… But somehow, I decided it would be a good idea to change the structure of my site a bit. All I’ve done so far is change my journal location to a directory. I’ll probably do this with the rest of the major sections of the site. Right now, though, my battery is running low, and I don’t feel like finding my laptop plug, so it will have to wait until tomorrow. (But check out the music page – there’s some info about my upcoming performances!)
I’ve been quoted! Pretty neat. Other than that, I’m having a blah day, despite the gorgeous sunshine and the promise of slightly warmer weather. I think I need to start going to bed earlier. I’m just too sleepy to be in a good mood!
Ever since I started playing horn again, I’ve been obsessing over lip balm. Let’s see… I have a tube in my horn case, one in my coat pocket, one in my knitting bag, one on the kitchen counter, and one in my laptop bag. I can’t go three minutes after a rehearsal or practicing without putting on chapstick. This is probably not healthy…especially since I recently found a Chapstick flavor, vanilla mint, which is quite lovely. I don’t know, though, is wearing lip balm constantly any worse than wearing lipstick?
I try very hard to exercise my right to vote, but this year it’s going to be tough. I lean towards being a Democrat, which means as the uninformed voter that I am (I know, that’s bad), I tend to vote along party lines. For one of the state assembly seats up for grabs this year, though, the Democratic candidate has managed to annoy me to the point where I wouldn’t vote for her if she were the last politician on earth. Seriously, we’ve gotten about 20 mailings, three recorded messages, and two door-to-door visits (thankfully, we weren’t home either time). The irony of it is, if she’d never sent a thing to our house, I would have voted for her, since she’s the Democratic candidate. Now I have to go read up on the other candidates. I suppose while I’m there, I’ll check out the rest of the races, too, and maybe be slightly better informed this year. :P
Well, now that it’s practically winter, I finally updated the little pictures on my blog to be more fall-like. Oops. :)
I’ll admit it, I’m a field band nerd. :) Of course, it’s been 10 years since my last field band event. (No, I won’t make you do complicated math, I graduated high school 10 years ago in June, and I was 17, so that would make me…26. For the next 5 weeks.) Last night I went to my brother’s last field band championship – he’s a senior this year, and he’s lead snare – at the Dome in Syracuse. They had just moved up a class from the one they won two years in a row. They didn’t win (ok, they took last place) but they looked and sounded great! (Can you tell I’m proud of him?) I took a whole roll of film, which will hopefully come out since I haven’t used film in about 2 years… I also picked up a tote bag with a french horn on it. Yay! Now I can carry my band music in style. I did need the new bag, really, honest and true! My band folder was too big to fit in my normal music tote, or really in any of the tote bags I have. Honest. It has nothing to do with my bag addiction.
…did we just start it or end it? I can never remember. Anyway, instead of getting my lovely extra hour of uninterrupted sleep, I got woken up at 2 (or 3, depending on which clock you looked at) by a frantic doorbell. My first thought was that the house was on fire and someone was trying to wake us up. But I have no way of seeing the front step without opening the door, and I couldn’t bring myself to open the door. Especially with the way Molly was reacting – I’ve never heard her growl quite that seriously before! Turns out after talking to the neighbors, it was a prank – it wasn’t just our house. Surprisingly, even the pumpkins on the front step survived the ordeal…and I’m planning on installing a peep hole in our front door for next time.