We attended the opening night of the return of the Sacramento Philharmonic and Opera Last Saturday. Yeah music! Fittingly, featuring Vaughan Williams’ Concerto Grosso and Mahler’s Symphony No. 2, “Resurrection.”. Congresswoman Doris Matsui spoke before the performance. She talked about the importance of the arts. One o the things she said that I remember most was how music could bring back memories. When you hear a tune you will remember a time you might have forgotten when that tune was playing.
With all the basketball this and arena that in the news the performing arts seemed to have taken second stage. The Ballet cancelled an event we had tickets for – it cost more to hold the event then funds would justify. The dancers laid off have formed their own company and are performing in a smaller setting. The city has appeared to be headed toward a cultural wasteland. yes, we have roadway shows and the Music Circus, the Mondavi Center in Davis, but symphony, orchestra, opera, ballet . … exposure has been limited. I remember going to see the people play violins, bang the kettle drums, and sing strange songs with foreign words when I was young. Here, in Sacramento. Mozart, Brahms, Gilbert and Sullivan, Peter Pan, Mary Poppins live on stage. Heck, i even played a bunny rabbit for Captain Kangaroo at the Memorial Auditorium. I watched the elephants walk through the corridors of the old auditorium – that was something – elephants walking in where I had walked myself to see a show. But nothing beat the strings and kettle drums.
The point I guess is while everything changes somethings should stay the same. it should not be such a battle for kids to hear a symphony or watch Peter Pan fly. There will always be adults who choose to take their kids to the next great movie or comic-con over the opera or ballet but I believe there are still adults working to expose the youth to the joy and magic of the performing arts and classical music.
KRP dozed off at the concert and I giggled along with the lady near us whose husband had done the same, we knew what was coming. We stifled giggles as their heads jumped up.
The critics are out there and most of what they say about the show is true. I am just happy that the symphony orchestra is back.
The line from Robert Burns “To A Mouse” written in 1786 still rings true.
But, Mousie, thou art no thy lane [you aren’t alone]
In proving foresight may be vain:
The best laid schemes o’ mice an’ men
Gang aft a-gley, [often go awry]
An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain,
For promised joy.
In the poem, he is apologizing to a mouse for the destruction of its nest while plowing a field. We humans sure can make plans for the future. The mouse, unaware really had no plans. Well, we do all die in the end. Is the mouse blessed because it unaware?
John Steinbeck familiar title “Of Mice and Men” is taken from Burn’s poem. I am not going to get into analyzing Lennie and George . .. Steinbeck’s work or Burns either. Just that point – the best of plans can and does go awry.
Nothing screams oh NO louder than 100 plus degree-days and a DEAD A/C unit. Do mechanical object die? No, they cease to function. They like little mousey are unaware but the impact made this human very aware. The plan was to replace the obviously old unit this winter when they are discounted at the end of the season. Bra ha ha – so much for the plan and enter the schemes go wrong part. Enter the dreaded service call
We were blessed when the technician turned out to be the most understanding and sympathetic of my intolerance for heat. We went from a two-week window for replacement to a three-day one. He hunted old parts down and got the old dinosaur jump-started. He came back and made sure it would come back on. The company moved us up to Monday (today) for installation.
Saturday morning we were awoken by a knock at the door. Standing on the doorstep was to young men with big grins on their faces. Our friendly technician had scheduled himself to install our unit on Saturday they explained. Therefore, because he had such a full service call schedule the company had called them in (bigger $hit eating grins) so here we are! How cool (pun intended) is that!
No mice were harmed in the installation of this unit.
I know, always the excuse as to why no blog updates. So much has happened that i could write pages and pages. Relax, I am not going to write pages LOL.
- Some one was murdered in our complex
- our neighbor purposely ran into our station wagon twice and totaled it and the shed wall.
- A unit across from us was shot up lots of holes
- the next night another unit one building down was shot up – lots more holes
- My father pulled my moms car out of the trust and gave it to me (we pay back the trust upon his death)
- we were not so politely told that we needed to leave by people occupying the slum lords units (10-15 people in each unit)
- we gather every dime we had available without pulling from retirement
- a mobile home was coming up for sale in a 55+ complex that is owned by the association (no changeling to a family park)
- we but our valuables into storage
- Catfish dog’s cancer came back and we kept him comfortable until . .. we are going to sped his ashes. I really miss my little guy.
- our offer on mobile home was accepted,
- the next day we accepted an offer on the condo from a broker we had been talking with.
- mobile home escrow closed
- we had our friends son in law paint, build a fence, instal gates and misc touch ups
- friends and all camp at the condo with shotgun so does not get broken into
- we hired a security guard to watch the place after we moved the last of our things out two days before it closed.
- Annie is adjusting to the move they are still a bit nervous
The mobile home has a ramp, covered parking for three on one side and one on the other. Our back looks out on a big grassy area and one side along the has grassy area also It has a fully walled in porch with two sliding doors. Not counting the porch it is around 499 sq feet smaller than or townhouse/condo so we are going nuts trying to find places for things. We donated lots of stuff the the goodwill and to the library here.
Billy came from Nevada with the boys (they are men now) and hauled a lot of stuff to the dump, e waste, and cans of paint etc. Brandon came back twice and helped us with the packing :). Our friends son in law, his cousin, my niece and her husband moved our furniture and remaining boxes. We packed up everything in banker boxes and moved them to the mobile home in the pick up late at night early mornign when the bad folks were crashed out and done for the night.
Ok that is all for now 🙂