an interesting sunday morning…

but i think in some ways it turned out to be something of a ‘day of rest’…

it was one of those mornings. you know, the ones where you get up but you’re still 100% asleep, feeling like you have been run over by several trucks and left in some really dense fog. ok, that’s melodramatic. i stayed up until 2-ish a.m., so it’s my fault.

now, the indoor/outdoor cat had been ‘gone’ for a day. this morning she was heard in the attic, but was too scared to come down the stairs. i tried coaxing her in many ways, but she still wouldn’t come down or even let me grab her and carry her down. at this point, it was time to leave for church, so my parents left (i really didn’t want to not go to church) and i was left to continue the cat rescue. eventually i got her to come down outside through an attic vent – and she apparently had no problem flying/leaping/falling to the ground (it would have made a great LOLcats shot) as i was trying to drag the patio table over for her to land on (but of course she couldn’t wait). it was a fiasco, definitely, but the meanhead (that is her name, btw) is recovered.

after that, i decided to meander over to the piano. first i started practicing my mozart piano concerto (heh… it’s getting better), but i wasn’t in the mood for that. i practiced sight singing for a while, but that was depressing (it’s one thing to sing; it’s another thing to try to hit all the right pitches of a melody you’ve never heard with no help from any instruments). so i began digging around and found a bunch of simple (but nice) arrangements of Christmas songs. i played some of the good ones: What Child is This, O Come All Ye Faithful, O Holy Night, etc. these songs aren’t just ‘Christmas songs’ at all. in fact, i like them better when it’s not Christmas. it’s almost as if you can appreciate their message more when it’s not ‘the Christmas season.’ first of all, we don’t know when Christ was born, and his coming to earth is something that should be celebrated all year long. second, the songs are pretty much ruined during Christmas because you hear the same ones 298032 times as the soundtrack of the commercialized, hurried, stressful ‘most wonderful time of the year.’ conclusion: good Christmas music isn’t just for Christmas. and it was nice being alone in the house, playing these songs and thinking about them. not a bad way to spend a sunday morning.

ugh, i need to get to work on my program notes paper.

but that’s life…