I’m still not for sure about this whole Daylight Saving Time deal. And despite popular belief, the correct pronunciation is “saving” (singular). It reminds me of how my grandma adds an “s” when she mentions shopping at Wal-Mart. Some things never change.
I like the extra hour of daylight in the afternoon, but I look forward to this jet-laggy feeling be absorbed into my normal sleep schedule.
The weekend was a good balance of rest and work. Highlights were:
– observing that most small towns between here and there have some sort of burger/ice cream parlor, and often not a McDonalds – how refreshing
– old men still use walking sticks to go check the mail at the end of their driveway
– no matter how far away I may roam, driving through the Ozarks always brings me peace and contentment. The simple, natural beauty still takes my breath away.
– there will always be a big truck or slowly moving vehicle that frustrates me. On the way home, I observed a truck transporting a load of live chickens. Feathers were blowing in the breeze, I kid you not.
– catching the old Dan Seals song “Bop” on the radio (oh…childhood memories), and feeling at home in my own skin as I listened to Alison Krauss & Union Station, Rich Mullins, and Chris Rice.
– visiting the new yarn shop with my mom and buying a pair of size 6 circular needles (I broke them in already!)
– getting to see both of my grandmas and one of my uncles
– attending the cute dinner theater at the school where my dad works – show tunes, oldies, and some more recent pop hits provided a variety for kids of all ages.
– singing harmony alongside my parents at church on Sunday morning
– taking a nap on Sunday afternoon
– finding time to study for the Vocal Repertory test on British composers I took yesterday
– heartily enjoying my iPod as I listened to a podcast from Lyric Opera about John Adams’ “Doctor Atomic” on my way to visit my parents and the short story “A Day” by William Trevor from the New Yorker fiction podcast on my way home. The short story was read by Jhumpa Lahiri (one of my fav.o.rite authors) and through the podcast found that this Pulitzer Prize winning author has a NEW BOOK of short stories, entitled “Unaccustomed Earth” coming out next month! I’ve already requested it from the library.
And a question for all of you, my friends, who so loyally read and respond: what are some of your road trip music/spoken word must-haves?
After taking my Vocal Rep. test yesterday, and turning in an extra credit project, I felt like I knocked it out of the park. I’ll find out for sure tomorrow. In thinking of baseball…mini soapbox: I’m hesitant about the rebuilding year the Cardinals face. Time will tell as to how well Pujols and Molina will be able to carry the team on their shoulders. Rolen, Edmonds, Eckstein, Taguchi, Spezio…all gone. And being traded to the Blue Jays? Of all teams. So what if they have a retractable dome and a Hard Rock Cafe in the Skydome? (It really is a nice stadium, I must admit.) And as much as I grumble now, I will remain a die hard Cardinals fan, one who will support her hometown team again this year, new players and all…