Freak of Nature
Saturday night was the date w/the Utah Symphony up at Sundance. Beautiful music, beautiful setting, all that great stuff. Here's the playlist.
Shostakovich: Festive Overture
Brahms: Symphony No. 4 (mv't 1)
Haydn: Farewell Symphony; Finale
Offenbach: Can-Can from Orpheus in the Underworld
Copland: Hoe down from Rodeo
Dvorak: Serenade, op 22; (mv't 1)
Tchaikovsky: Symphony No. 5, op. 64K (mv't 2)
Gershwin: An American In Paris
The guy (Guy #3) who took me was very gentlemanly and considerate and asked me about my hobbies. We had a nice time. And the next morning when I was teaching Sunday School I called him by the wrong name, twice. Someone should really stop me from talking. I mean, the guy is totally rebounding and I'm pretty sure I'm not interested in him, but could I have been a bigger jerk in front of a roomful of people?
Tragic.
I'm Steph, a librarian and mom of 3 (not sure how that happened). Let's chat books, food, Sumptuous Literary Adaptations, poop, knitting and maybe some crazy Mormon Feminism.
2 comments:
I was sitting at the Dairy Queen with a few mutual friends when the Utah Symphony buses drove by. We wondered at the time if that was your date night.
I wonder what name you were using and what this says about your psychological state--who you really want.
Sorry, nothing that great or complex. I was calling him something that was very similar to his real name, but I don't know any other people w/either of those names.
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