4/17/99

After writing my moving entry last night I got offline and the phone rang. I met Tony at Art's for beer and venting. Felt much better when I'd drunk cheap beer and gossiped for a few hours.

This morning I woke up to the ringing of my doorbell. It was a spectacular moment--I'd never heard the doorbell before, because until today the doorbell had been broken. I bought some mint candy from the kid at the door just for his magic touch. Also because I was still asleep.

This afternoon I called John and we decided to cancel the July 14th wedding and get married around Christmas, just like everybody wants (we thought.) I swear they just want an excuse to come to Georgia in December. So we cancelled it. I called my parents to let them know, and Oh! Don't cancel it just yet! Let us see if there's something to be done....

Look. I just want to do it and be done. I don't want a big deal, I don't want a fancy affair, I don't want a mess. And I really want to take care of things myself. If someone else is in charge, there will be fights and opinions and tension. I hate weddings.

So, besides all that.
I played in Eric's recital today. Great fun. I played third trombone in a trombone octet he wrote for a competition last fall. Very cool piece. The rest of the recital was good too--I'd never heard Eric play tuba, really, not by himself. I knew he was good, but wow. And the other pieces he composed were fantastic. He totally does not think he's that good--it's part of his charm. I'm so glad he's writing a piece for me before he figures out what he's really worth. And I'm so excited to see the piece. I can't wait.