Do you have a favorite CD or album?
I like so many different types of music that I can never answer that question, but I can tell you that when I’m working in the office, I seem to keep gravitating toward “Romanza,” by Andrea Bocelli, and “Closer,” by Josh Groban. I’ve played “Closer” about two and a half times tonight while I’ve been working. I bet my mother, who’s bedroom is next to my office, wishes I would go to bed! *G*
I also love “Standards in Silhouette,” by Stan Kenton, and most of the CDs Diana Krall has recorded. I also like the collection of music from the movie “What Women Want.” Madeleine Peyroux has grown on me, as well as Jane Monheit, and Eric Clapton and Bill Withers pop up now and then. I have several Chris Botti CDs and need to listen a bit more to decide if one of them might become a favorite. I’d be happy with any of the Beatles albums.
I’ve been taking brass quintet music to play before exercise for those who come in to walk and warm up. I love the Canadian Brass, and the Empire Brass. Most of the CDs in the office are pop or jazz. The classical music is out in the living room. Which reminds me….I have to get the Bose repaired. I think the CD player is on the fritz. One more chore to add to the list!

It’s late for me to be posting, but I’ve gotten SO much done, that it’s been worth staying up later than usual.
We finished dinner about 6:30 and I cleaned up the kitchen, put a load of laundry in the washer, folded a load and then headed for the office. There’s never a time when I don’t have plenty to do in the office. If nothing else, at least I could file! *G*
I paid bills, put together some deposits for the bank, loved up the cat, and worked on miscellaneous paperwork. It’s satisfying to get that type of work done, but you don’t have much to show for it. I guess my job is one where you have to be satisfied with the knowledge that you’ve moved right along, even if it isn’t apparent to the rest of the world.
Speaking of things that are apparent to others….
Dear Husband was cutting some angle iron this afternoon, just outside the garage door. I asked him if he saw the results of my weed collecting, and he paused (trying to find a way out of trouble, I’m sure), and said, “No.” I can’t believe he missed them. I took the time today to collect a huge armload of teasel and a smaller, but still good-sized bundle of dried curly dock. The teasel is quite tall, and I have it standing in an empty 5 gallon bucket in the garage. The curly dock is sitting on top of a stack of boxed kerosene heaters.
He must have passed them dozens of times before he came into the house. How could he have missed them? I realize that this project isn’t one that interests him, but he still should have realized that some of the space in the garage was now filled with weeds!
Last weekend I brought the milkweed pods into the house so I could remove the silks and seeds, so he knows that I’ve been working on this project to create bouquets of dried seed pods. When he’s ready to move those heaters, I’ll hear all about the “WEEDS,” you can bet! *G*