Busy, busy Sunday

[wiseheart]

It started, as usual, with getting up an hour earlier than on workdays because Mum wanted to attend to Mass via TV. I did a bit of writing during that, just jotting down some world-builing ideas, lest I'd forget them.

Then I spent half the afternoon with writing labels for my Christmas wares-to-be: various jams, sugar paste candy in different flavours, honeycomb toffee, brittle bonbons, ginger syrup and the likes. Still have to make labels for marzipan potatoes, spicy salad oils and salad vinegar. The next step will be making cellophan bags for all that candy... and then more little baskets. *sigh*

It is tedious and time-consuming, but I'll be thanking myself profousely when the time for making the actual edibles comes and I won't have to bother with the packaging.

Afterwards, we ate the leftovers, then we both rested a bit before I had to go to our concert. It was 30 degrees; my only nice white blouse has long sleeves and is of synthetic material. 'Nuff said. I also visited the grave of my grandparents before the concert, since they are buried in the columbarium of the church where the concert took place. So, that was practical.

The concert itself went well enough, save for one unfortunate mistake that, luckily, wasn't realized by the spectators. My feet suffered from all the heat and from having to stand a lot, though, so I'm pretty drained right now.

Comments

[mirasaui.livejournal.com]

Glad your concert went well, wish you respite from the heat.

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Thank you kindly. :)
And how are you doing?

[red-day-dawning.livejournal.com]

Yeah, singing in 30 degrees would have been hot and awful. Glad the concert went well though.

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Fortunately, the church where we were singing was relatively cool. But the practice room was awful indeed. By the time we went down to the church I was half-unconscious and my feet still hurt.

[noadvertising.livejournal.com]

Not interested in watching mass via TV? Me neither! But I remember the good old times, when my grandpa came for a visit on Easter or Christmas, and my mum turned the Mass on. Sis and I would sit on the couch, holding hands and waiting until their argument about religion would start...

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

I've secularized my relationship with my Maker decades ago. Funnily enough, when I was young, Mum was the one grumbling about me going to church all the time. But since her big abdominal surgery she's become very devoted — out of gratitude, I think. It's okay, it gives her something to hold on, so I'm glad they broadcast Mass, since she couldn't physically go to church anymore.

[meathiel]

As long as the audience doesn't notice it, it's okay. 😁😁😁

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

My thoughts exactly. 😄