I feel like I haven't blogged in 318 years or so. Possibly because I haven't.
The opera (La Traviata) came and went, and was a great experience for both Joel and me. It's been a long time since I have been able to sing in an actual production, and I was so happy. The Resident Opera Artists that they brought in were amazing, and it was an absolute honor to share the stage with them. Joel ran the super titles and managed the pit orchestra, and made a new friend in the conductor they brought in. We both learned a lot and grew as musicians and look forward to participating in the festival next year.
Since the opera showed in three different locations, Joel and I got a couple little mini-getaways, which was really nice. I'm so thankful that we have wonderful friends here who were willing to help out with our kids while we were "on tour." And for my mom who came into town after the first performance and happily watched the girls while we left town again for the second one.
My mom left a couple days ago, and as usual, there was weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth amongst the members of our household. To have to go another three months or so without seeing her is excruciatingly painful. We sure love her! And all of our family we never get to see.
Speaking of mothers, I have been dealing with the mother of all sore throats lately. It hasn't affected my ability to sing, which is strange because almost every sore throat I ever get translates into laryngitis and leaves me unable to speak or sing for a couple weeks. But boy is this sore throat ever painful! I went to the doctor yesterday, thinking I must have strep, but the strep test came back negative. The doctor seemed pretty convinced that I probably have mono. Which is just unacceptable.
Just in case the strep test was wrong (I'm hoping for that scenario), she sent it to be cultured and put me on antibiotics. She also put me on a steroid to treat for mono, again, just in case. She won't test me for the virus until the antibiotics are done and only if I haven't responded to them.
So I've pretty much felt like garbage the past few days. I slept for 12 hours last night, and felt mucho better this morning. But after a 2 hour rehearsal for an upcoming benefit, the mucho better has gone to mucho worse.
Here's hoping it's strep and the antibiotics will triumph. Especially since the aforementioned benefit is Tuesday night. (For all you locals, here's a news release...come!) Even if it isn't strep, I'm counting my blessings, because at least I can still sing.
And that's all that really matters.
That, and sleep.