Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Spank me with a quarter note, Fluffy; I've been a bad girl

After a month's vacation, tonight is our first band rehearsal of the fall season.
I'm gonna let ya in on a little secret here...
I haven't practiced at all.
Haven't even taken the horn out of the case.
Woops.
Well, hopefully I won't sound TOO much like a dying calf tonight.
Shhhh..... don't tell anyone.
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7 comments:

metalmom said...

Babygirl is at band camp this week (NO JOKES) after a summer of boyfriend and pool. Her biggest complaint upon coming home last night was not the heat, but " MY fingers didn't want to work!"

Lynda said...

I thought I was hearing a dying calf last night. Are you saying it was you?

Anonymous said...

I'm going to have severe band parent withdrawal this season. My son's high school band days are over. Consolation prize - my Monday/Friday nights are not spent being a band taxi. Bummer - no more field shows to attend. He's still in the concert band at the community college, but they only perform one concert at the end of the semester.
--Peggy

Desert Songbird said...

I love the French horn. I doubt you could sound like a dying calf even without having practiced in awhile. A really ill calf, maybe, but dying? Naaaaahhh...

Janna said...

Metalmom: I know that feeling!

Lynda: It... MIGHT have been me...

Peggy: Concert band is SO much better than field shows!

Desert Songbird: Thank you. :)

Mr. Fabulous said...

Dying calves are music to my ears. I love veal.

Janna said...

Mr. Fab: Now I'm craving veal parmagiana... with plenty of rich zesty marinara sauce, cheese, and tender pasta.... garlic bread....
Mmmmmmmmmmm......