Recovery

Today was a day of recovery. One of yet another million signs that I'm not 18 anymore... after just two days of singing, I'm exhausted. Granted, they were a crazy two days, but still. The shows went really well. I was so excited that so many of my friends and family came out to see me sing. This year was a record - I had  six people at the first show and fourteen at the second! I can't even begin to describe how much it means to me to have familiar faces in the audience. I know that classical music is not everyone's up of tea and I know economic times are tight. It's even more meaningful this year. My favorite part of the show has to be the audience sing-a-long. They turn up the house lights, so I can actually see the people (normally it's dark and the stage lights are sort of blinding). Everyone seems to really get into this part and it's so cool to hear a thousand people singing back at you (I know, it's my nerdy version of being a rock star) and to see how happy everyone looks!

This morning I headed over to mom and dad's for breakfast (hooray for hashbrown cassarole and french toast cassarole) and then came up to Mike's. To apparently take a two and a half hour nap. I'm such a fun girlfriend. After that it was time for a little grocery shopping, followed by delicious chicken fajitas. Tonight is a night of football and Wii tournaments. Woo hoo!