I admit, I am off my feed today. I don’t know why. Usually, I’m pretty much an “up” type person. Always something nice to say, you know? So why so serious? I mean, it’s Finkday, fuh cryin out loud. My birthday feast is tomorrow. All things in my life are good (except for that 71-page reading assignment). Hmmm. Let’s see here. What’s bugging me this morning?
- My high school singers are successfully plowing their way through Mozart and (Michael) Haydn, while struggling hopelessly with 8 measures of a standard SATB arrangement of “O Christmas Tree.” Somebody explain this to me.
- Last night, I read a tragic, heartbreaking story about a former hero of mine: Bernie Kosar.
- This cold is making me mad — like my being mad about it is going to make it go away. As if.
- BFF Kay is leaving in a week. She’ll be gone till November.
- When I’ve got a cold, I crave comfort food. I have visions of macaroni & cheese, pancakes, cinnamon toast, cheesy scrambled eggs, fettucine Alfredo, and warm chocolate cake with extra, extra frosting, all dancing in my head. Rats.
But hey, look at the bright side.
- My high school choir loves to sing Mozart and Haydn. I’ll take that over “Tannenbaum” any day.
- Bernie says he will pull through this, like thousands of other people who go through hard times. I think he’ll do it.
- BFF Kay will be back in November — just in time for opening night of Bye Bye Birdie.
- I will go to bed tonight knowing I’ll feel better tomorrow having not eaten fettucine Alfredo.
And, Bando got me this for my birthday. Oh, yeah.
Happy weekend!
FussyFink
We’re overthinking it, maybe? Way to find silver linings.
Thanks, Skylar. I have been known to think a thing to death. But this…it defies all natural and musical logic. You are a bunch of mysteries wrapped in enigmas inside riddles, or however that saying goes.
What’s life without a little mystery? You’d be bored out of your mind if we weren’t there to pull something like that. (Your job might also be more enjoyable and less frustrating, but again – where’s the fun in that?)
I apologize in advance for anything we do this year that makes you want to tear hair out, be it yours or ours. 
I feel ya, Finkster. Some days just *have* to be crabby days. I’m sending you *fingers to the temples, concentrating* good energy and happy thoughts! Remember – this too shall pass.
Love you more than chocolate cake!
Mave
MAVIS! Your advice and good vibes are welcome and working well alongside the massive doses of DayQuil. See you tomorrow morning, sissy!
*CLuCk*
Hope you feel better and hey, And seriously? I miss the paradoxes of High school choir.
And there were many, Will, if you remember!
A lousy, stinking, horrendous, long lasting, bad cold makes anyone (including me!) crabby and out of sorts. It must be even worse for a music teacher. You’re doing unfathonably well to still see the bright side.
I have NEVER seen you crabby! (OK, maybe a couple-a times.)Heh
I was all excited to click the link to see what Bando got you for your birthday – I was PRAYING it was the marshmallow gun!! http://www.skymall.com/shopping/detail.htm?pid=102175304&c=
I’m putting my fingers to temples ala Mavis & sending good vibes, wishes, and prayers for a speedy recovery!
Mmmm….speaking of marshmallow, maybe I need a fluffernutter!!
You know, I had the opportunity to purchase a marshmallow gun whilst on vacation this summer. However, it shot only miniature marshmallows. I could not, in good conscience, give my Finkster an inferior weapon.
Would ya stop saying Fluffernutter? I WANT ONE!!
(And Bando, you know me too well, paisan…)
Just blame it on the Tenors…that usually works and is accurate 97.8% of the time.
Come to think of it, that percentage may be a bit conservative.
Now David, I didn’t blame it on the tenors all the time. Just 99% of the time, which should sufficiently address your original estimate.