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This weekend I was struck down by a bad case of the-worst-timing-ever. More precisely, I was struck down by a bad case of the stomach flu, and it hit head on in the hour before my brass quintet recital. I had to call a friend (who shall forever be known as my Superhero) to come sightread the entire program with no rehearsal, while I listened from my unhappy vantage point in the ladies' room. I was so disappointed. I'm still sad thinking about it. Thank you to all those who sent happy thoughts our way on Sunday afternoon. There was still an awesome recital, my brass quintet is still the bomb, and I'll keep you posted on our next recital. Which, God willing, I'll actually be able to play on.



In other news, tomorrow's my birthday! And Rachel sent me a birthday present!! A felted cupcake pincushion!!! Seriously, I don't think it gets any more awesome than that. Fred brought me the package while I was still very much laid up in bed, along with toast and tea for dinner (again). And heavens, it sure brought me a much-needed smile! As Fred said, "Well now what am I going to get you? I just don't think you can top a felted cupcake pincushion!" And you know, he just might be right. Thank you, Rachel!! :)