Recital and the rest of the weekend
My recital rocked. Well, at least I think so, and that's all that really matter. Well, that and what Dr. Z thought, but seemed pretty happy with it. Overall, it went well.

Saturday, we went over to the Lewis residents, in Howell. It was fun, and had tons of good food as usual. Marcus met us up there. I felt kinda bad, I had made stew during the day, and Mrs. Lewis (Diane I guess, I just feel funny saying that for some reason) made a huge dinner as usual. It was a mini-thanksgiving. The part that I felt bad about was that Ryan didn't want to tell me that his mom had made food, and we weren't going home to eat what I had cooking. He was afraid I'd be upset. I wonder what I've done in the past to make him think that I'd really be upset by something like that. Anyway, dinner was good, so it really didn't matter in the end.

This morning, I woke up and played my horn all day long. 12:30 was alumni band rehersal, 2:00 was the recording session, then 4:00 was the concert, which ended around 6. After dinner with my parents (yes, J.L Hudson did one have a car company), I had rehersal for my gig on Easter Sunday. ($350!!!!!) I don't want to touch my horn until sometime late tomorrow. Maybe not at all, my wrists are kinda bothering me a bit. If anyone knows how to make carpal tunnel magically dissappear, just give me an email. Oh, and don't just tell me to stop playing, cause that's really not going to happen. However, I am going to stop typing. G'night!