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Sep. 10th, 2003 11:21 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chestnutcurlsMy co-worker friend Cortney is finally back from her medical leave! It's a happy, happy day around here. The temp who had been her replacement for six weeks was not a pleasant guy to be around. He had a very arrogant attitude about work, like we all owed him something. Plus, for the last week or so that he was here, he spent most of his time arguing on the phone with his ex-girlfriend. From the side I was forced to hear, it sounded like he had messed her up pretty badly. He was a scary guy. I'm glad my friend is back in his place. :) She looks healthy, happy, and well-rested. I wonder if a long leave would do me that much good.
I was thinking about families last night, and it hit me afresh what a huge responsibility it is to have children. Sometimes I worry that maybe I'll never get to have children, but sometimes I think it might be better that way. I'd rather miss out on that experience than have a child and make a terrible mistake in their upbringing. Families are so precarious. Little mistakes or offenses can cause drama that lasts for decades. Everything that happens to a child has a ripple effect, and who knows who that ripple will touch, or when. It's scary.
Tonight I really need to practice my flute. I sound awful in the Christmas music practices because I haven't looked at the music at all outside of practice; plus, the other flutes and I are going to try a flute quartet, so I need to work on that. I've had a hard time because the other two regular flutists are really in tune with each other (pun intended) and I'm on another plane. I was "raised," musically, by a band director who didn't like woodwinds. I learned to be seen but barely heard, always taking a backseat to the brass. The other church flutists are the complete opposite. They're loud and proud. Where I was taught to take high notes down an octave for tuning purposes, they take everything up. There are other style differences that I can't define. I don't feel inferior to them, just really different. They sense this and have been nice about it. In high school, we had philosophical discussions about this type of thing. "If you had to go to another band, would you conform to their methods, or try to teach them your methods?" :) I'm looking for the middle ground.
I've been out of baking soda for several weeks, so I couldn't wash my face with my usual baking-soda scrub. I finally replenished my supply. My face feels so great today. :)
Oh, I forgot to mention that I watched the special features on the Two Towers video, including the Return of the King preview. I am beyond excited about this film. You have no idea. I'm going to be crying all the way through it.
I was thinking about families last night, and it hit me afresh what a huge responsibility it is to have children. Sometimes I worry that maybe I'll never get to have children, but sometimes I think it might be better that way. I'd rather miss out on that experience than have a child and make a terrible mistake in their upbringing. Families are so precarious. Little mistakes or offenses can cause drama that lasts for decades. Everything that happens to a child has a ripple effect, and who knows who that ripple will touch, or when. It's scary.
Tonight I really need to practice my flute. I sound awful in the Christmas music practices because I haven't looked at the music at all outside of practice; plus, the other flutes and I are going to try a flute quartet, so I need to work on that. I've had a hard time because the other two regular flutists are really in tune with each other (pun intended) and I'm on another plane. I was "raised," musically, by a band director who didn't like woodwinds. I learned to be seen but barely heard, always taking a backseat to the brass. The other church flutists are the complete opposite. They're loud and proud. Where I was taught to take high notes down an octave for tuning purposes, they take everything up. There are other style differences that I can't define. I don't feel inferior to them, just really different. They sense this and have been nice about it. In high school, we had philosophical discussions about this type of thing. "If you had to go to another band, would you conform to their methods, or try to teach them your methods?" :) I'm looking for the middle ground.
I've been out of baking soda for several weeks, so I couldn't wash my face with my usual baking-soda scrub. I finally replenished my supply. My face feels so great today. :)
Oh, I forgot to mention that I watched the special features on the Two Towers video, including the Return of the King preview. I am beyond excited about this film. You have no idea. I'm going to be crying all the way through it.
