Yesterday I was sitting at a piano (or organ) for 6 hours with only a few breaks in between. The longest time I went was between the Sacrament and closing songs. It was a marathon and my bum was achin' at the end of it all. You know how your pelvic joints start to fall apart as you get pregnanter and pregnanter? I felt like I had been sitting on the World's Fattest Horse all day. But I survived. Do they make a t-shirt for that?
Last night as I was finally able to rest my feeble bones, I lay on the couch and looked at the pile of Hawaiian projects on my ironing board. The white yarn had twisted itself to look like a treble clef. Seriously, it did it on it's own. When I called Curtis over he said it was like the Virgin Mary that people see in their toast.
Should we call Channel 10?
Do you think our house would become a pilgrimage site?
That would mean that I would have to do some cleaning which I am NOT inclined to do at the moment. I guess we'll just let it be our own holy site.
About the Hawaiian Horror Show-- I'm almost done! I only have to make 2 things. One of them I didn't get the material for until Saturday or I would have been totally done with the costumes portion. The other thing is an optional gourd drum that I wanted to make if I had time.
The end is in sight.
I only hope it's not a mirage.
1 comment:
That treble clef is the funniest thing ever! I can't believe it! I am getting the family ready to make a pilgrimage to your house right now!! And why is it that people always see those things in their toast? That is so bizarre.
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