First Day Of School!
My Note has two friends now, and I can make the thing make notes each time I pick it up. I ought to be happy, but it sounds, if anything, worse now that I can play three notes. Kind of the opposite of progress...(Congress? I slay myself!)
Apparently, it takes longer than two days to learn these Bag Pipes. I will give myself at least a week.
I spoke to Spacedlaw today via Skype, before my first French class, to kind of warm up, as it were. The only thing I had to work with was "French For Cats" and the only thing I managed to pronounce well enough for her to understand was "I do not want to be neutered" (Je ne veux pas etre chatre) which I am sure will amaze and impress any French people I speak to.
French is kind of wacky. Today I learned a good rule of thumb is don't pronounce the last half of any word, it's only there to look cool, and has no bearing on how the word is actually pronounced.
One good thing, this class is on the 4th floor of an old building. Between those stairs every day and Doggie Boot Camp, I am going to start getting FIT.
If Doggie Boot Camp doesn't kill me. Doofus cut in front of me tonight instead of going for the jump, chasing the hand with the chicken no doubt, and I went OVER him, in a most beautiful tuck and roll maneuver,landing on my back, with a few more rolls to finish it off. A perfect 10 from the judges, after they got done laughing.
Spoke to Kitty on a rare day off for her today. She sounds much better as the tour is nearly over, and she will be out here by the end of the month, then back again in October, which will be wonderful fun. Boss will be home again in about two weeks too.
I will amaze them both, and sooth their tired traveling spirits with my mystical Irish Bagpipes, and whisper gently to them in the only French I know....
Je ne veux pas etre chatre.....
Love, French, Pipes and Dramatic Falls,