Practice, Practice, Practice

A few weeks ago, the wife and I began a discussion (in our patented Limited VerbĀ® technique.)

It went (something) like this:

Me: Anniversary soon. 21st?

Lynn: Yes. 21st.

Me: Ideas?

Lynn: Maybe, New York.

Me: Interesting. But, can we kick it up a notch?

Lynn: Hmmm… Well, singing at Carnegie Hall.

Me: Carnegie? The Hall, right? Not, the Deli.

Lynn: The Hall. Yes. Not the deli. The actual Hall. Would that work?

Me: Yep… Notch officially kicked.

So, yes, the lovely and talented wife will be in a chorus performing Mozart’s Requiem this weekend for a couple thousand people. Which, ya gotta admit, is pretty cool. Even by jaded music-types, it’s pretty damn cool. Carnegie Hall!

The Fun Time hits the road.

2 thoughts on “Practice, Practice, Practice

    • Thanks, K. And, you haven’t yet seen our Totally Amazing trapeze act: The Flying Fliers! (Yeah, we’re still working on the name…)

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