Mezzo piano

[pallas_athena]

Right now, I have an opera in my house.

One of the reasons I bought this house was so it could be a rehearsal and performance venue, and I plan on having a lot of music here. That being the case, I'm sure there will come a day when opening the door and hearing singing isn't a surprise. Right now, though, it makes me go "Hmm, keys, junk mail... HOLY SHIT THERE'S AN OPERA IN MY HOUSE." And up the stairs I go with a ridiculous smile plastered all over my face.

Also, for the first time in my life I get to have a piano! My trusty 1992-vintage Casio is all very well, but an actual not-made-of-plastic *piano* will be delivered on Thursday. Then I'll have to wait about a month to get her tuned, but so it goes.

It's Shrove Tuesday: Mardi Gras, or Carnevale! In celebration, here's a link to the Carnival story I wrote a couple of years ago. Pancakes, anyone?

Comments

[captrenault.livejournal.com]

You saying you have an opera in your house leads me to think there's a joke to be made about finding a fledermaus in your attic, but dammit if I could find that joke.

[artnouveauho.livejournal.com]

If I find it, I'll let you know.

[breltard95.livejournal.com]

It all sounds heavenly!

"Excuse me, there's an opera in my house."
"Shhhh! Everybody will want one!"

(If you need more room you can always put the diva-n down in the bassment.)

[artnouveauho.livejournal.com]

Oooooooh. Get thee to a punnery!

[captrenault.livejournal.com]

Didn't have a pancake on Pancake Tuesday. Didn't have a shrove on Shrove Tuesday, either.

*harrumph*

[artnouveauho.livejournal.com]

I too missed the pancakes this year. Maybe at Easter?

[speedlime.livejournal.com]

I had pancakes of a sort this morning because the Holiday Inn where I'm staying has this little machine; you push a button and it whirs and clunks and a minute later a conveyor belt spits out two things that may or may not be pancakes if you don't look too closely. It was entertaining.

Holy shit you have an opera in your house! And a piano! Wheeee!!!

[artnouveauho.livejournal.com]

Yeah, the piano is in! It was a close thing-- they nearly couldn't get it up the stairs, and it scraped the fuck out of the paintwork. But painting's easy to repair, and now I have a piano!!!!! W00t.