I know who I want to take me home.
Nov. 20th, 2003 03:21 pmBusy. Busy. Busy. I've made about six laps around the building today distributing things. Every time I get back, there's another packet here and I have to do it all over again. At least I can't worry about getting my exercise for the day. :P It's a beautiful day outside and I'm sad to be in here missing it.
Tonight I am going to a high school production of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe with Yolanda and a bunch of other Streets tutors and tutorees. It'll be fun. I feel burdened by all my activities, but Streets is one that's really worth the time. Also, I signed up for a "Friend to Friend" lunch at my church Dec. 6, where we bring a gift and have lunch with an inner-city child. Please give me some gift suggestions- I have no idea what a ten-year-old girl would want. It has to be $15 or below. I don't know her preferences or hobbies. I thought about a game, but the only one I found in that price range is Boggle, and I don't know if a girl that age would think that was lame. I haven't been ten for a long time.
Evan is so wonderful. Last night he came over just to see me for a few minutes before I went to band practice. Tonight we weren't going to see each other, but he's going out with some friends and wants me to meet up with them when my play is over. Tomorrow night we're going to a hockey game with some other friends who worked with him at FedEx. I love that he is eager for me to meet his friends. You'd think he was trying to show me off or something. :) It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy.
I have a solo in the Christmas overture! God taught me a big lesson last night about having a good attitude. At practice, the director was snippy, and I wasn't playing well and was grumpy while he ran sectionals with the percussion. (This is a common problem of mine. When I come to practice, I'm ready to work. I don't like to warm up and then sit silently for twenty minutes while he talks or works with another section.) Our piece starts with just chimes and the flutes. We'd been having a hard time tuning, so one of the other flutes suggested we make it a duo or solo. There are three of us, so immediately I thought, "Great, they're cutting me!" and started to get defensive. Then she said, "Brenda, you play it!" I said "Really?" and she said "Yeah, you can have it!" I was so excited (and humbled). I played and felt 100% better after that. :) It's only a few measures, but still, I haven't had a solo...well...ever. I called and told Evan, and he said, "Well, I guess that clears up whether or not you need to be at the concert." :) I'm sad that he won't get to hear me, but at least I'll be less nervous. His mom is also a flutist, and if I had to do a solo with her there, I'd have a heart attack. Anyway, yay God.
Now I have to go...more work to do.
Tonight I am going to a high school production of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe with Yolanda and a bunch of other Streets tutors and tutorees. It'll be fun. I feel burdened by all my activities, but Streets is one that's really worth the time. Also, I signed up for a "Friend to Friend" lunch at my church Dec. 6, where we bring a gift and have lunch with an inner-city child. Please give me some gift suggestions- I have no idea what a ten-year-old girl would want. It has to be $15 or below. I don't know her preferences or hobbies. I thought about a game, but the only one I found in that price range is Boggle, and I don't know if a girl that age would think that was lame. I haven't been ten for a long time.
Evan is so wonderful. Last night he came over just to see me for a few minutes before I went to band practice. Tonight we weren't going to see each other, but he's going out with some friends and wants me to meet up with them when my play is over. Tomorrow night we're going to a hockey game with some other friends who worked with him at FedEx. I love that he is eager for me to meet his friends. You'd think he was trying to show me off or something. :) It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy.
I have a solo in the Christmas overture! God taught me a big lesson last night about having a good attitude. At practice, the director was snippy, and I wasn't playing well and was grumpy while he ran sectionals with the percussion. (This is a common problem of mine. When I come to practice, I'm ready to work. I don't like to warm up and then sit silently for twenty minutes while he talks or works with another section.) Our piece starts with just chimes and the flutes. We'd been having a hard time tuning, so one of the other flutes suggested we make it a duo or solo. There are three of us, so immediately I thought, "Great, they're cutting me!" and started to get defensive. Then she said, "Brenda, you play it!" I said "Really?" and she said "Yeah, you can have it!" I was so excited (and humbled). I played and felt 100% better after that. :) It's only a few measures, but still, I haven't had a solo...well...ever. I called and told Evan, and he said, "Well, I guess that clears up whether or not you need to be at the concert." :) I'm sad that he won't get to hear me, but at least I'll be less nervous. His mom is also a flutist, and if I had to do a solo with her there, I'd have a heart attack. Anyway, yay God.
Now I have to go...more work to do.