I do not know how to use a corkscrew.
Yesterday while I was driving to a database workshop, WBJC (our classical station) was playing Finlandia by Sibelius (the most famous Finnish composer). A melody from this piece was used as the melody for the lovely hymn Song of Peace, which I sang this summer at FGC Gathering along with Stasa and her group. It seemed particularly appropriate to me to hear it (and sing the words along with it on Sept. 11, because the lyrics are, to me, a set of truths so often forgotten after that tragic day.
Ivan has just discovered a new way to be near me when I'm on the computer. He climbed up the back of the chair (nylon fabric feels so nice to cat-claws) and sat along the top of the back/the top of the pillow against the back of the chair.
Blogger does not instantaneously show the words I type into this post box. It's annoying to my mind and eyes. Bleah.
I'm making a sort of coq au vin and black thing (Ken's name for baked acorn squash, because the first night I made it he didn't recognize it and asked "What is this black thing you're feeding me?) for dinner tonight. Both are in the oven but the coq has to wait for the vin because (see first item above).
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I remember the first time I heard Finlandia by symphony... it was amazing. I stretched out on the floor and listened to it on the radio, and cried.
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