Today I drove to Kansas. Along the way I listened to a CD that included Chariots of Fire and Raiders March. Then I listened to (and sang along with) the soundtrack to the movie version of The Sound of Music. Twice. And cried both times on a certain song. I am now in Ottawa, Kansas at the Mid-Southwest Suzuki Institute. Woo-hoo!
Last night Chris and I wanted to go out to dinner. Originally we thought we’d go get something good and healthy, but ultimately we ended up at Trattoria Marcella. Not unhealthy per se, but perhaps when you eat your entire plate of gnocchi. To be fair I hadn’t managed to eat lunch, but that’s totally not my fault. I played a 2 hour wedding mass and then had to run. Two hours. Seriously. And before you ask, no, it wasn’t the royal wedding. I know skipping a meal is bad, but I can’t recall the last time I did, so that’s probably a pretty good track record.
Chris had some fun with the water goblets.
A beautiful series of photos of me looking creepy…as usual. Why is that? I look really skinny though, huh?
Anyway, so far we’ve had three hours of class, one awful meal (ham, potatoes, iceberg lettuce—straight ahead!), and 30 minutes of waiting around for them to find my room key. However, now I’m settled into the dorm and I just have one more hour of class tonight. And might I impress upon you how much I love Susan Kempter? She is seriously awesome and brilliant and all of that madness. I rarely get this excited about people. Only about Titanic.
Originally I misread this sign.