First Blog

Wow, it's my first post!

What to write, what to write?

Where did the weekend go? It's already Sunday evening...what happened to Saturday? It seems they just go by way too quickly.

I was listening to the Met broadcast of Ernani with Thomas Hampson yesterday. I had it playing on my computer in our office downstairs. During the first intermission there was an interview with Thomas Hampson and, of course, he started waxing philosophical like he always does. Dave apparently was also listening because he turned to me and asked, "What the hell is he talking about?" It made me laugh because I really couldn't follow it, either. He still has his little accent, too...I guess it's a Midwest/Euro/Austrian twang. I kinda like it. One of the massage therapists at the Canyon Ranch Spa in Vegas was trying to guess where I was from and he thought I was a Midwesterner by the way I talked. I think his accent is rubbing off on me!

On another opera singer related note, I went to the golf shop today to buy Nathan Gunn a little gift. His dad offered to deliver it to him in New York next month. It had to be something small that he could hand carry on the plane. So, I bought him a Nike towel to wipe his sweat-drenched face *gulp*, another towel to clean his golf clubs and a super-cute, cushy penguin golf club cover. I'll have to take a picture of it before I send it off because it's so adorable.

He posted in his journal about his good friend passing away and it reminded me of Garth. Although his friend was ill for quite sometime and Garth passed very suddenly, it's still very difficult to deal with, and I know exactly how he feels. Ironically, Garth was the person who first told me about Nathan. Garth had emailed me when he found out that I was going to be in Florencia and asked if I could get him tickets to see the dress rehearsal because he really wanted to see Nathan Gunn. I was thinking Nathan WHO? But the first time I saw Nathan at rehearsals I knew exactly why Garth was so intrigued by him. :)

On that note, I'm off to soak my weary self in the hot tub.

Ciao!