Sunday, May 30, 2010
...and then we lived a viola joke
There we are, the "Duetti" gang, photo by Laura de St. Croix. It turned out to be wonderful concert. A good time was had by all and the playing was very, very fine.
There were, however, some problems.
The day began with my father's unfortunate (losing) battle to yet another household item. Tripping on a broom strewn in the driveway, he went face down, on the pavement. The result was not pretty. Bloodied, bruised and angered to the core, he reneged on his promise to stop taking out his frustration on inanimate objects.
So that happened. Ice was packed, ibuprofen ingested, naps taken. And brooms scorned.
The day progressed, I suffered what the kids might describe as an "epic fail" with respect to the programs, but no more personal injuries.
My mother was not so lucky, she met her fate via a mandolin and a sink of dirty dishwater. I don't really need to go into what came next, only say that post-emergency room her right index finger was adorned with a hilariously (albeit necessary) large dressing. Further adding insult to literal injury, she was instructed to elevate the wound to slow the bleeding. I made the point that if she really wanted to be supportive and make her bandage less conspicuous she ought to purchase a giant foam fan finger, with CMM10! written on it. But I digress.
After dinner, the four violas parked and approached the venue ready for a to warm up and leisurely set up for the concert.
And then. We lived a viola joke. This one:
Q: Why do violists stand for long periods outside people's houses?
A: They can't find the key and they don't know when to come in.
We were locked out. and the septuagenarian who agreed to LET US IN neglected to tell me that HE DIDN'T HAVE THE KEY.
Yes. you heard correctly. Well intentioned though he may have been, he indeed, forgot to tell me this crucial tidbit of information. A half hour later, due to the generosity and graciousness of a community member, our prayers were answered and we gained access.
The rest of the concert was largely uneventful, Kirsti and Valerie played so very well. And indeed, a good time was had by all.