An Unexpected Moment of Gratitude, then Singing Reality

Arriving at my voice lesson (during which I could hardly sing my throat still being sore) yesterday, I saw - above the piano - the 'Music Madness' quilt I made for my instructor. Seeing this took me by surprise because it means so much to him that he hung in a place where all his students and others who visit his studio can see it.

He went on at length about how much this gift means to him and that he sometimes sits and just looks at it, finding so many different things about it. For example, he told me, the fabric featuring names of classical composers doesn't just include one or two, but a number. He also told me that many people had commented on its artistry. In particular, one of his adult students - a quilter herself - told him how much work had gone into making it. She mentioned that she would not have used the fabric for the binding I had, but when he told her that I used it because it reflected his fondness for Mardi Gras colors used in his guest bathroom, she looked at that room and understood. 

I felt so good hearing him talk about the quilt. From my perspective, it's not a 'great' quilt; I'm not sure it's even a good one, but he loves it and that's what matters to me. He said he would cherish it always, which nearly made me cry. 

Now the reality noted in the headline. After this talk about the quilt, he told me that I will definitely be performing at the June recital. I'm to sing "Show Me" from 'My Fair Lady,' which I have been working on for a couple of months between headaches and the virus I have. As a back-up, I'm to learn the theme from "Titantic" in case, as he said, "Mr. Migraine strikes and you have to miss some lessons." He seems to think that this song is easier than "Show Me." Really? Doesn't feel that way to me. So, I have one month to prepare for this recital, after not singing one note for the past two weeks. Better crank up the old practice schedule, as I am certain that Dear Husband will attend this performance, as "My Fair Lady" is his favorite musical. I must do a far better job than I did at my first recital (shudder to even recall that experience).

It's a shame (not really) that a fabric/crafts store is directly in my path home from voice lessons. Yesterday, I was just stopping to snag one *50%* off fabric. That's all I was going to buy. Saw this spectacular Asian red, gold and black fan pattern fabric. I had to have it. Then, I decided I needed to buy 8 companion fabrics also, so I could make a "To the Nines" quilt. $50.00 later I was on my way home, feeling a little guilty, but excited about the prospect of making another Asian-theme piece. I am now officially addicted to Asian fabrics. Who would have thought?

Skating lesson today. Certainly hope I do better than last week, which was a complete, utter disaster.