IrishOboe

Having spent far too much time trying to decipher my notation homework I decided to write a brief update since I’m not hurling sticks at people – I mean dancing.  The Flower Clock came up randomly on my MP3 player and it still is so dear to me.  For those of you who weren’t following my life – oh my, was it 10 years ago?  I played that oboe concerto with the Florida Symphony Youth Orchestra.  The dress I bought for it is hanging in my closet here, though I’m not sure I have as much space to breath anymore . . .  And I still can’t believe my own boyfriend didn’t practice his part – oops, he just found me on facebook I better not say anything bad about him. ;)