Afternoon, y’all. On the cultural appropriation front, they played Christmas music during yoga class this morning.
It was irritating. Instead of thinking about which direction my knees were going, I was thinking, “Stop messing with the tempo! Quit overemoting and just do the song!”
That would ruin my concentration, too!
I got the spaghetti made and it was good, as usual, and now I’m waiting for the rest to cool off so I can refrigerate it.
And now my stomach is upset. I didn’t add the sugar until it was almost done, which I never do...I add it to the tomato sauce.
The wind is driving me bonkers.
But being a musician gives you free license to vigorously critique the work of any of the remaining class of musicians...