We wake up on this Sunday morning to find ourselves in Day 8 of Camp Scherisley. Yesterday, Steve and Jay went to a guitar shop and then to a jam session - a good way to get out of the apt. We all went to Berryhill's last night for Jay's gig. Good band - lots of southern rock, country and just plain ole rock n roll! Of course, the day was not devoid of drama. It was definitely there, just not sure why.
I went to my LapBand support meeting - only 2 of us showed - but was able to run into some old friends. A couple of brothers that Steve used to work with at FranklinCovey. Nice guys.
Currently, I am reading Music Matters by David Elliott. It is lofty stuff and I have realized a few things.....first, I don't ask enough questions. Well, when it comes to matters of philosophy, I don't. I have never been a questioner of those types of issues, so if you present a philosophy, I am likely to absorb it as fact. Sad, but true. I read Bennett Riemer's Philosophy of Music Education in college as part of elem. music ed course and it has pretty much been my bible since then. Now, reading Music Matters, my thoughts are in a tizzy. Very scholarly word - tizzy. Second, I have figured out that my brain thinks Riemer, but I practice Elliott. Or rather, my philosophy of music is based on the aesthetic concept (Riemer), but my teaching style and methodology is this praxial approach (Elliott). I'll keep reading to figure all of it out. I will say that it is slow reading.
So, we went to church - no electricity. The church had a couple of generators hooked up out back to run a few fans and the sound system. It was fine till the 3rd song, and it became miserable. I can't say unbearable b/c I don't think that's right to say in our current situation. Nothing is unbearable. Well, maybe sewage. By the end of the service, I was just wishing that I had worn less clothes. Or at least shorts and a tank top. Jay went with us and played with Steve. Anna and the girls went to church at Prince of Peace. They did go by the house - still no power, so we'll be working on Day 9 soon.
When we arrived home, we cooked chili cheese hot dogs, fries and tots. Now the girls are playing on "the park." Or rather, the apt. playground. The guys are watching them while the women roam the internet on our 3 computers.
8 days of nothing to do. Not unbearable. Not insane. But definitely working on it.
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