the day that is/the week that was

frustrated by the lack of buckwheat flour, chef boy-r-me branched out for sunday pancakes by adding fruit to the white flour/crunched-up weet-bix batter for today’s culinary delight. Wim said a little less banana and a bit more kiwi fruit (traditional variety) would be the way to go next time. we take that as a positive comment…

Lily is in the shower washing her golden strawberry locks for the trip through the woods to grandma’s house. actually her birthday party is at a laser-battle adventure establishment. mother and daughter will be out soon shopping for the present.

my day will be practicing (i’m the one going to grandma’s house) and then a rehearsal at 1:00 of a master’s student cello sonata. the cellist is also a student. this will be our third rehearsal (the performance is Oct. 13th). it is a challenging part for the pianist—who is happier in the kitchen cooking pancakes than playing this awkward composition. (what would have been the path to “if you don’t like the heat, get out of the kitchen”?) (would the composer have to say “if you don’t like the heat, go back to the kitchen”?)

Tessa has visions of our shipping container, our new bed and the piano all arriving in front of our house at the same moment. this is a possible scenario. the piano looks good for delivery in the coming week. it will fly Air New Zealand (the best). apparently only one cargo plane flys each week. we do not know if the booking was made in time for the piano to board this wednesday...stay tuned