I packed up my music studio this past week. All that is left is some furniture I don’t
want and the piano and couch that will go to Emily. I had a lot of my old textbooks that I just
don’t want any longer so I decided to revive the Amazon bookstore I created a
few years back to sell some of Sarah’s textbooks, Sarah Jeanne Books, and list
them to sell. Surprisingly, they are
still worth some money. In fact, less than four hours after listing all of them,
I had my first sale!
Two of my cello students are from Jefferson City and their
district music festival was on St. Patrick’s day. Since I am their accompanist, that meant
Steve and I had a reason to have lunch at Oscar’s Diner in Jefferson City that
day. Their gluten-free patty melt (get
it? Patty melt on St. Patrick’s?) is
decadently delicious.
Since I had a music textbook to ship, and
because we had a half hour until I was to accompany my first student, Steve and
I walked to the Jefferson City post office right across the street from the
capital building.
It was a lovely early
spring day and the post office was up the hill from the performing arts center giving
me a chance to work off that fattening lunch I’d just had.
This was one of the cute buildings we walked past. Not something you would expect to see in the midwest, right?
Thursday and Friday evenings were spent rehearsing and
performing in The Armed Man – A Mass For Peace.
Below is a link to one of the pieces – Sanctus.
The cello part was pretty simple. In this piece, you can hear the cello line –
rhythmic underlying notes.
Here is another link to one of the other numbers – Hymn Before
Action
On my way to my car in the parking garage, I took this
photo of Jesse Hall lit up for St. Patrick’s day.
Speaking of….. I love the food of St. Patrick’s day. I didn’t grow up eating corned beef and
cabbage. It wasn’t until Steve started
working at the law library. His Irish
co-worker, Diane Collins, hosted St. Patrick’s Day dinners at her tiny
apartment. She invited anyone from the
library staff AND their families to come - so we packed up our kids every year and went. Corned beef, cabbage, red potatoes, and green
pistachio pudding was her regular menu.
Her apartment was a booby trap of breakable knic-nacs to keep the kids away from. AND, we all had to watch out for her evil,
insane cat, Katrina! Fun memories.
Then, you have the off-shoot of the corned beef: The Reuben sandwich. I had never eaten one of those until a
co-worker brought some one night while I was working as a unit clerk at the
hospital. How could sour kraut be on
something so delicious?!?! I got to
enjoy two Reuben sandwich dinners this week.
Mmmmmm
I went to my doctor on Monday to discuss my blood
pressure – which is just higher than it should be. She changed my medicine and, so far, I can’t
see much of a difference. In fact, it is
even higher. Sigh. Aging stinks. But, at least I am not turning 75 which is what my friend, Katherine Eschrich did on Saturday. Here she is with her cake.
Here are all of us who joined her at Cheddar's for lunch to celebrate with her.










































