My main man played his last Masters recital this weekend! He sounded so good and I am so proud to be with him. Look how cute he is when I sneak up on him and harass him with a camera! He hates it and I love it!
On Sunday Dan was playing at the Scottsdale Culinary Arts Festival, and I got his comp ticket! The food was overpriced for the tiny portions but DAYUM it was delicious. Like, so good that we might be crazy enough to attempt to recreate it at home. We'll see how that goes (Dan is way better in the kitchen than I am, which bodes well for me.)
It was an absolutely beautiful day. Oh yeah and at the end of it, I played a saxophone solo in a secondary instrument recital. It was a time. Anyway, one hell of a weekend in my humble opinion.
Two weeks of classes until we're Masters of Music, so heyo!
A friend and I went to yoga the other night, and the instructor spoke of gratitude.
At the beginning of class, Will asked us to think of what or who we were thankful for, what or who made us happy the day before, and to consider those things or people as we practiced.
At the end of class, we laid on our mats in complete stillness after an hour and a half of intense practice as Will told us about thankfulness vs. gratitude. About how we can practice and achieve them, about how we can live them, about how they go hand in hand.
My friend cried, and I was so struck. This is a person whom I've personally made cry a number of times, merely by expressing my affection for them. A person who feels so deeply that when I explain why I care about them, they break down nearly every time. I tease, and we laugh, but I also catalogue this person's feelings and reactions. I observe, because that's what I do.
I've mentioned in previous posts and conversations with people how self-aware I am. I enjoy listening and observing; I wasn't always such an extrovert (although even now I hesitate to use that term), and these tasks eventually became introspective for me.
This small speech about gratitude, given as I laid on the floor of the yoga studio next to one of my best friends and amongst strangers, feeling tired and hungry, hit me to the core. I left the class extremely happy. Because I feel thankful so, so deeply, and try so hard to practice gratitude on a daily basis (from Will's talk, I gathered that he was referencing gratitude as a state of being, a verb so to speak).
Mostly, I am thankful for where I am in my life, and for the people who are in it. People who care about me as much as I care about them, and who show it. I am thankful to be in love with a person such as Dan. I am thankful every time I see these people, and every time I see these people I think my heart may explode with love (particularly with Dan).
Let everyone that you love know that you love them. It's too important not to.
This was the first First Friday that we didn't have to go to a recital or a rehearsal or just straight up were too tired to go. So we took the light rail to Downtown Phoenix and walked around amongst the vendors and food trucks (overall, the food truck selection left something to be desired) (but it was still good).
There was a lot of busking, a lot of awesome vendors, and some AMYAZING Cap'n Crunch ice cream at Melt. I brought my camera with me for once! I should do this more often!
It was a lot of fun!! Downtown is super cool, I think we should go there more often. Will definitely go to another First Friday when Dan is home and post-recital.