...Easy to Entertain...
As I have previously posted, I am VERY easy to entertain.
Probably speaks to my mental maturity. In business and practicing Law, I was very formidable. I didn't smile, and wouldn't engage in casual conversation. But, when in a relaxed area, my mind regressed to that of a child...so it was very easy to capture my attention and get me into whatever was going on.
In College, two upperclasswomen invited me to live with them in a nice Apt, and I was delighted to accept. It was in a nice facility close to the campus, and it had a SWIMMING POOL! They were fairly easy to live with, although when you have three young woman living together, things could get interesting. Once, we didn't speak to each other for a week, and preparing meals was quite complicated, since we didn't want to be in the kitchen at the same time. But, we had a similar sense of humor, and other people didn't always understand why we would laugh. We did make a habit of having Sunday dinner together, we rotated preparing a dinner for all three of us, and we would watch a movie. Cynthia and I would save our money when our turns approached, and both of us would spend all afternoon preparing a nice dinner. We both REALLY lost it when Diane set pre-frozen chicken pot pies in front of us...she was a lazy person.
One time, we went to the theater and saw Dr. Zyvago (sp) We LOVED it, and especially liked the scene where the Dr. and his wife return to the family mansion after the Communist Revolution, and find it full of street people. The people are pillaging the place, and the Dr. doesn't know what to do, and then a local Communist Commissar walks in, stands by the door, and the street people all stop and look at him. He doesn't say a word, he just has a baleful look on his face, and he snaps his fingers...and all of the street people leave!
So, we three would play the scene. I would be the Commissar and walk into the Apt, stop at the door, and look at them and snap my fingers. They would pretend to get scared, and would quickly leave...and then come right back in and we would laugh. Once, I did that when they had some male guests over, and the guests were startled when the women left, and I just stood there, staring at them for a minute. We girls all thought it was funny, the guys just didn't get it.
The two were both bassoonists, and I was amazed at just how much time they spent making the mouthpiece reeds. The oboe and the bassoon are 'doubled reed' instruments. The reeds are lashed to a metal tube, and the bassoonist blows through the reeds to get air into the instrument. There is only a small gap at the end of the reeds, so that is why bassoon and oboe players always have red faces when they play their horns. I asked them when they actually practiced, and they said that they didn't...that the instrument was easy...you just had to get the reeds made right.
...(There was more I wanted to chat about...but I FORGOT!!! I took a walk before I started typing, so I guess the walk cleared my mind.)
Oh, and the Tchaikovsky 6th symphony. The bassoon has the opening theme...and it is eerie and OMINOUS!!! It hints of danger and loss ahead. Please do listen to it, it has so much emotion expressed in it. There is a carefree celebration, and much more...
