Sunday, December 10, 2017. I have a busy day of singing. First at St. Jane’s, then with NPAS at Our Lady Of Lourdes In Slidell. In the latter, we are not part of the liturgy. We’re borrowing the impressive building and inviting the parishioners and anyone else who wants to hear a concert of Christmas hymns and pop songs for a voluntary admission tuppence. I missed the first concert on Friday, when it began at a time and place conflicting with my radio show.
Today’s program sounds terrific, although no credit should come to me. I’m happy that I am surrounded by other tenors who have learned the music better than I did. My only real contribution is “Sleigh Ride,” long my favorite Christmas pop standard, one I can sing at breakneck speed and on the notes.
The last of the snow has vanished. We will remember it almost as happily as we did for a much heavier snowfall back around 1992, not long after we moved across the lake to the Cool Water Ranch.
I haven’t eaten much today, so I join the Marys for dinner at their regular Sunday feed bag, La Carreta.They have been busy all day cleaning up and moving out of ML’s old apartment. It is cold outside, but they eat in the patio of La Carreta anyway so the dog can eat with them. I eat a big bowl of bean soup, which I love here. A lot better the refried beans or most other Mexican soups.