G had her first band concert tonight.

I found her nervous energy both amusing, and sadly reminiscent. (The reminiscent part was the annoying part, FWIW…and for that I have only myself o blame!) Plenty of thanks to Didi for making her hair and nails look awesome!

We eventually hit a point where I could make my standard dad-joke: “Break a leg — but please, someone else’s.” She, as expected, rolled her eyes at that joke, and went into the auditorium to join her friends.

I managed to get plenty of photos and video on clicky (her new camera from her birthday), and with her approval I will share a few of them.

Suffice it to say that we are all very proud of how well she did, and are also very pleased with both the structure and lenience so obviously provided by her teachers.

And then — and is this ME saying this? — I also want to express my thanks to the school administrators, who have made all this happen! Who would have EVER thought that I would appreciate a middle school as much as this? (Especially after my personal experiences!)

A PDF printing neologism

Wand re-orchestration is complete. The conductor score PDF is designed to be printed on legal-sized paper, but  auto-resizes as needed.  It was going to legal paper, but the tray was marked as letter. Or, as I now call it, barely legal.

Just heard the most delightful line:

You can’t fix stupid, but you can bill for it.

Obviously, the context is IT consulting, not politics. But now that I think about it… How much did Cruz make, and how much did it cost America?

A few thoughts as 28 years end, and year 29 begins…

So, Cy and I spent dinner tonight talking. After 28 years together, that’s still my favorite part of us being together. Usually we’re laughing and joking, but I even appreciate those times when we argue. Let’s face it, he usually comes around to my side sooner or later! (Or maybe it’s the other way ’round, but who’s counting!)

I love that when we chose to become parents, we both dedicated ourselves to her. I love how she reflects both of us, and I love how she stands up to us. I love how her sense of humor reflects both of ours, yet stands independently alone as her own.

Cy, I love how working so closely with you these past two years feels like a fresh start, without forgetting the past. I love how you encourage me to new challenges. I love that twinkle in your eye that first caught my eye, and I love that I know I will see it tomorrow, and again and again for the next 29+ years. I love that we’ve grown up together, and I love that I believe that we’ll grow old together.

Happy anniversary!