Off the wagon? Or on?

Let's see... when you're addicted to something and you do it again, that's called falling off the wagon. But if you're not addicted to something but it should be done regularly, if you don't do it, have you fallen off the wagon then? So by getting back to blogging, am I on or off the wagon? I'm so confused.

Chalk it up to my advanced age. As of Tuesday, I've completed twenty-eight years on this earth, and am working on Number Twenty-Nine. When asked at the post office how old she thought I was that day, one of my sixth graders said, "Umm... late thirties?" Doh! "Late forties?" Argh! But my mom likes that people here have no concept of my age: She was asked several times if she was my sister. ;)

Ah! Cookies are done. Back in a minute.

OK, they're cooling. Sarah's making dinner for our Survivor night, so I thought I'd furnish cookies. Especially since the basket I left for her yesterday got eaten by the wild farm cats before she found them. =( Anyhow, it'll be fun to go and see how Rupert does tonight. I'd forgotten how much I enjoyed the first season of Survivor. And it's really good to spend time with folks my own age who are also doing this gig. What a stroke of good fortune (or divine providence) to have not just one but two single, twenty-something colleagues within a stone's throw of me!

So, about the Troubadors, then. To be honest, I resisted joining the Troubadors, despite urging by several of my parishioners. I just wasn't sure it would be wise to get involved in a (by all accounts) very good community ensemble so early on. The time requirements worried me.

But I'd forgotten how good it is to make music.

I've missed that in my life since coming out here. Sure I get to sing every Sunday, more than most folks, but that's not the same as being in an ensemble. Not necessarily worse than ensemble work, just different.

Singing with the Troubadors was wonderful. One of the best decisions I've made yet since moving to North Dakota. I've loved singing in my church choirs over the years, and Jim Nelson's choir back in my HHS days, but this is a different beast. They don't audition, but the ability level is still very high. This is the best group I've sung in, and it's just plain fun for me.

I'm singing Tenor II - that's the second highest part, with a range up to around the G above the treble staff. Maybe with enough practice I can stretch my voice up to a Tenor I... I know they're looking for more first tenors.

Well, time to head off to Sarah's! Sorry to be so long between posts - I'll do better, I promise. ;)