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.

[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.)

[captrenault.livejournal.com]

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

*harrumph*