All-in-all, this has been a nice week. Several friends have made their respective ways out to the house for lunch--bringing the foodstuffs with them--or for coffee. And the weather has been superb for so late in the fall. Bodily functions have again normalized and the sleeping has been good. But, all good things come to an end. Yesterday's warm, south winds presaged--as they usually do--a snowstorm, and it is all white out our windows for the first time this fall. We will have to get used to it. The skiers will be happy to have all the resorts functional by Thanksgiving and the state gives thanks, too, for the tax revenue. The farmers, who, by now, have all seeded their winter crops, will stop complaining, at least for a while.
I have been trying to figure ways to continue playing my horn at a decent level. I was not ready to play on Thursday with SP&T and we mutually called off our little jam. Yesterday, in the warm sunshine of our great room, I thought I'd experiment with rehabbing for my chops. So, I warmed up very slowly, a lot of time between exercises, and stayed mostly with long tones in the staff--I have almost zero flexibility to move up and down the scales very fast--and found to good effect that I could continue to play quite a long time. So I did. Maybe an hour total.
This morning when I awoke about 5:30 a.m. I thought someone had been smashing my face all night with a ball peen hammer. All my sinuses ached and my head was fuzzy. The insides of my lips were raw. Some hot tea, aspirin, and breakfast helped, but I went back to bed for a further hour's sleep. It looks as though there is no winning with this. But, by damn, I am going to persevere.
We are on the way to SLC this afternoon for 5-6 days to help Lisa recover from some surgery scheduled for Monday. There are computers there and I will be able to be in communication through the week.
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