All we like sheep

November 27, 2005 at 3:51 AM

Today was certainly more interesting than most Saturdays. My contemporary music piano quartet had a make-up rehearsal at the coach's house, somewhere in the middle of (a very beautiful) nowhere. Because of gas prices being so high, and the cellist and I living so close together, my mom drove him and me. However, due to faulty directions from Map Quest, we spent an extra hour driving in circles, and missing the exits. I, however, missed all of this excitement, because I was unconscious in the back seat. I awoke to the sounds of my mom and Eric, the cellist, saying "There! Turn there! No, that's wrong...I swear I've seen this Home Depot twice before...."

Eventually we got there. To my amazement and joy, my coach has three sheep living in her yard! I only got to admire them for a moment because we were an hour late. We ended up only having an hour long rehearsal (the pianist, who lives twice as long in the opposite directions, couldn't make it) but it was fun and we performed the piece (a quartet by Thomas Whitman) for our parents. Then we stayed for a few cookies, and we got to feed the sheep! They really are amazing animals. My coach Linda went "OHHHHHsheepsheepsheepsheep," and they would reply, "BAAAAHH!" They ate out of our hands and they had this little pen they slept in. All I have to do is convince my parents to get us some sheep for the back yard.

We're still eating Thanksgiving leftovers for dinner, but the end is in sight....

--alice

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