Today is my first BIG choir performance. I'm super excited. And nervous. And scared.
I know the songs better than I give myself credit for. You see, it all has to be memorized. I'm not so great at memorizing stuff. I have to use it, or do it, over and over again. I need the muscle memory. I just have to have the faith that when it is time, it will come back to me.
What I'm scared about is the fact that my voice is at about 50% at best. I started getting a sore throat on Wednesday. Thought I was getting the flu too. Had the aches, a headache, a little nausea. There were times that I was pretty dang sure I had a fever too.
The aches have gone now. I'm still a little nauseous, but I think that's because I had top ramen for dinner at 2200 last night. It's not a good idea to do that. Don't do it. I was desperate for something hot and quick. Now I'm regretting it!
But I still have a wicked sore throat. I'm hoarse. I'm coughing. And my call time is 1045 this morning! I will be making a run to Rite Aid pretty soon to get some more cough drops and cough syrup. Wish me luck!
For the adventurous, or anybody living in the SLC area, go here for information on our concert in June. Tickets aren't available yet, but will be soon!
For now, I'm going to file my nails and maybe put a clear coat of polish on so they look nice.
And try to keep my nervous tummy settled. And attempt to eat some breakfast.
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Safe!
Well I have been on one heck of an emotional roller coaster the last 2 weeks. First it was the usual girly hormones raging, then it was trading in my baby (truck) for a new car, then it was drama with the dealership, and then there's always work, and the horses, and choir, and I single-handed infected our desktop with a vicious hijacker of a virus, and I am selling my scuba gear this morning.
Did I leave anything out?
Okay, so to start it off, I traded in my truck. We traded for a 2011 Honda Civic LX. It's quite a step down from the truck size-wise, but I will admit that the fuel efficiency is very strongly winning my affection. It is white with beige cloth interior. It's an automatic with power windows, doors, mirrors, and has cruise control. All things I have never had in a car. When we were at the dealership, and it became a reality that we were not leaving with my truck, I cried. I bawled. I mean, who does that over a car? I cried on the way home. I cried laying in bed. But life goes on and we now get around 30mpg.
Choir is going well. We have just one more week before the performance. I know than I give myself credit for. And I know that all that I have learned will come back to me the night of the performances.
Back Bay is also going well. I attended a show on the 10th and it was a lot of hard work. Beautiful day out, got some sun too. The High Point Awards for the day were given to two of our students!
My knee is better. Still pains me some when going up and down the stairs, but overall an improvement from a month ago! My hip is starting to flare up again which is an annoyance but I feel it is an annoyance that I must live with.
I found a buyer the other night for my scuba gear. I wish I was able to sell it for more, but this money will put a huge dent in a credit card bill, or I can put it towards our Utah trip come June. Both are practical applications, if I was REALLY smart I would put it in savings and not touch it! But really, who does that? So the gal will be here in about a half hour and I will say goodbye to yet another chapter in my life. Not that I'm done with scuba diving. It is a life-long certification that never needs renewal. Some day I will dive again, just not right now.
I don't know what else to say. I know there is something left to say but I can't quite put a finger on it. So perhaps this is my rambling time! The last couple of weeks I've had to do some thinking. When I traded in my truck, I felt like I was losing a part of who I am. I've always been a truck girl. Always. Even before I could drive, I was in love with the Ford F150. I am still a truck girl at heart, but now I drive a little sedan. I feel like I blend in with the other 10,000 Civics on the road. I know I shouldn't let a vehicle define who I am, but I did. I felt tough in my truck. I sat higher up and could see things. Now I'm low to the ground and feel insignificant. I'm afraid that other drivers won't see me and squish me like an ant. But the good thing is that when we are blessed with children, there will be room in the back seat for them. I don't know when this will happen, but i'm planning on keeping this car for a long time.
It's amazing how time changes you. I haven't been scuba diving in years. I haven't been snowboarding either. I'm afraid that if I were try to board, I would fall and hurt myself. I think I have gotten to the point where I realize I am NOT invincible and I think I'm okay with that. I still love diving and boarding. I still love soccer too. But my body can't handle those activities any longer. I have moved on to a new stage in my life where it's not about the activities I do, but the people I'm with.
Enough philosophical ramblings for one morning. Have a great day!
Did I leave anything out?
Okay, so to start it off, I traded in my truck. We traded for a 2011 Honda Civic LX. It's quite a step down from the truck size-wise, but I will admit that the fuel efficiency is very strongly winning my affection. It is white with beige cloth interior. It's an automatic with power windows, doors, mirrors, and has cruise control. All things I have never had in a car. When we were at the dealership, and it became a reality that we were not leaving with my truck, I cried. I bawled. I mean, who does that over a car? I cried on the way home. I cried laying in bed. But life goes on and we now get around 30mpg.
Choir is going well. We have just one more week before the performance. I know than I give myself credit for. And I know that all that I have learned will come back to me the night of the performances.
Back Bay is also going well. I attended a show on the 10th and it was a lot of hard work. Beautiful day out, got some sun too. The High Point Awards for the day were given to two of our students!
My knee is better. Still pains me some when going up and down the stairs, but overall an improvement from a month ago! My hip is starting to flare up again which is an annoyance but I feel it is an annoyance that I must live with.
I found a buyer the other night for my scuba gear. I wish I was able to sell it for more, but this money will put a huge dent in a credit card bill, or I can put it towards our Utah trip come June. Both are practical applications, if I was REALLY smart I would put it in savings and not touch it! But really, who does that? So the gal will be here in about a half hour and I will say goodbye to yet another chapter in my life. Not that I'm done with scuba diving. It is a life-long certification that never needs renewal. Some day I will dive again, just not right now.
I don't know what else to say. I know there is something left to say but I can't quite put a finger on it. So perhaps this is my rambling time! The last couple of weeks I've had to do some thinking. When I traded in my truck, I felt like I was losing a part of who I am. I've always been a truck girl. Always. Even before I could drive, I was in love with the Ford F150. I am still a truck girl at heart, but now I drive a little sedan. I feel like I blend in with the other 10,000 Civics on the road. I know I shouldn't let a vehicle define who I am, but I did. I felt tough in my truck. I sat higher up and could see things. Now I'm low to the ground and feel insignificant. I'm afraid that other drivers won't see me and squish me like an ant. But the good thing is that when we are blessed with children, there will be room in the back seat for them. I don't know when this will happen, but i'm planning on keeping this car for a long time.
It's amazing how time changes you. I haven't been scuba diving in years. I haven't been snowboarding either. I'm afraid that if I were try to board, I would fall and hurt myself. I think I have gotten to the point where I realize I am NOT invincible and I think I'm okay with that. I still love diving and boarding. I still love soccer too. But my body can't handle those activities any longer. I have moved on to a new stage in my life where it's not about the activities I do, but the people I'm with.
Enough philosophical ramblings for one morning. Have a great day!
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Highs and Lows
I am SO bad!!
I said I was going to post something EVERY DAY. And now it's been a week since my last post!
Well, since then, life has continued on. I guess I will start with my knee, because there is news there! So just over a week ago my knee started to swell and I decided it was time to call the doc. Regular doc said it could be tendonitis or bursitis. He recommended I go to an orthopedic doctor for more. So I scheduled the appt. The day came and I was excited to get some answers. Instead I got extreme disappointment, anger, and tears.
They took x-rays, said my bone structure looked normal, ordered and MRI and said, "I'll see you in two weeks to go over the results."
Really? I spent $30 on a copay, probably $80 for the x-rays (have to wait for the bill) and an hour of my time for NO ANSWERS?????
So I scheduled the follow-up, texted my frustrations to Earl, and went to the car and called my dad, and before I could really say anything, the tears came and I was so mad and frustrated and disappointed! I can't exactly afford another $600 medical bill right now. Not really an option, you know? So the MRI is out. I'm calling the office on Monday to cancel everything and say thanks, but no thanks.
That same afternoon, Thursday, I went to Back Bay like normal. We ended up having two students cancel so I got to ride! I was super nervous because of my knee and I told myself to take it easy and not to push it. The first couple of times we trotted my knee wasn't happy. But then it started to loosen up and didn't hurt anymore! When I got home and took my boots off, my right one was more difficult to take off because it was swollen. My knee had drained!! All the fluid that had built up had drained! My body was healing!
The downside to this is that I currently have 1 cankle. The good news is that it is General Conference weekend so I don't have to wear a skirt so no one will see my cankle unless I show them!
Friday morning after lessons, I got to go for another ride! This time we went out on trail, along the back bay. It was so nice out! And all we did was walk, which was so relaxing! And then when I got home, I could see that more fluid had pooled in my ankle!
You're probably thinking, "This is gross, I can't believe this chick is talking about draining fluids and is using exclamation points after every sentence. That is so gross!" Well, I happen to think it's cool. And it means my body is healing on its own and I don't need to go back to the doctor!!
So now when I'm sitting, I put my right foot up on my left knee and rub my ankle to encourage the swelling up into my leg to be better absorbed back into my body. Bodies are interesting and wonderful things. It amazes me what it does to heal itself. So cool!
Have I grossed you out yet? Well, I'm not going to gross you out by posting a picture of my cankle. I just wish there was some discoloration in my foot/ankle. That would at least prompt the question, "What did you do?" Instead, people just think I have an abnormally large ankle.
And I don't want people to think I'm more weird than I already am!
I said I was going to post something EVERY DAY. And now it's been a week since my last post!
Well, since then, life has continued on. I guess I will start with my knee, because there is news there! So just over a week ago my knee started to swell and I decided it was time to call the doc. Regular doc said it could be tendonitis or bursitis. He recommended I go to an orthopedic doctor for more. So I scheduled the appt. The day came and I was excited to get some answers. Instead I got extreme disappointment, anger, and tears.
They took x-rays, said my bone structure looked normal, ordered and MRI and said, "I'll see you in two weeks to go over the results."
Really? I spent $30 on a copay, probably $80 for the x-rays (have to wait for the bill) and an hour of my time for NO ANSWERS?????
So I scheduled the follow-up, texted my frustrations to Earl, and went to the car and called my dad, and before I could really say anything, the tears came and I was so mad and frustrated and disappointed! I can't exactly afford another $600 medical bill right now. Not really an option, you know? So the MRI is out. I'm calling the office on Monday to cancel everything and say thanks, but no thanks.
That same afternoon, Thursday, I went to Back Bay like normal. We ended up having two students cancel so I got to ride! I was super nervous because of my knee and I told myself to take it easy and not to push it. The first couple of times we trotted my knee wasn't happy. But then it started to loosen up and didn't hurt anymore! When I got home and took my boots off, my right one was more difficult to take off because it was swollen. My knee had drained!! All the fluid that had built up had drained! My body was healing!
The downside to this is that I currently have 1 cankle. The good news is that it is General Conference weekend so I don't have to wear a skirt so no one will see my cankle unless I show them!
Friday morning after lessons, I got to go for another ride! This time we went out on trail, along the back bay. It was so nice out! And all we did was walk, which was so relaxing! And then when I got home, I could see that more fluid had pooled in my ankle!
You're probably thinking, "This is gross, I can't believe this chick is talking about draining fluids and is using exclamation points after every sentence. That is so gross!" Well, I happen to think it's cool. And it means my body is healing on its own and I don't need to go back to the doctor!!
So now when I'm sitting, I put my right foot up on my left knee and rub my ankle to encourage the swelling up into my leg to be better absorbed back into my body. Bodies are interesting and wonderful things. It amazes me what it does to heal itself. So cool!
Have I grossed you out yet? Well, I'm not going to gross you out by posting a picture of my cankle. I just wish there was some discoloration in my foot/ankle. That would at least prompt the question, "What did you do?" Instead, people just think I have an abnormally large ankle.
And I don't want people to think I'm more weird than I already am!
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