where does the time go?

For all that I had a very quiet weekend, I didn't get a whole lot done. Apparently, I needed a staycation. :)

Thursday was a Thursday. Friday, I drove J up to the dealer to pick up his truck (it'd been in for recall and warranty work), then I went to a blood drive in Pinckney. In a perfect world, I'd have been able to drop him at the dealer and stop in Pinckney on the way home, but he'd made an appointment in Ypsi for the same time I was to be in Pinckney, and that timing just wasn't gonna work. (It's not actually that much farther to Pinckney than to Chelsea, but I'm not as familiar with the route, and it is more sparsely populated than the route into Chelsea.)

Saturday I did a few chores, dug out my holiday shirts, and figured out which version of concert black I was going to wear on Sunday.

Sunday, I sang at church, rehung the Advent banner on the high hook where it belonged, went to choir practice, came home, changed into concert blacks and wandered off to Howell High School for the LCCB winter concert. It was a concert, better than many LCCB concerts -- the band is getting better (still nowhere near FCB, but better than a lot of community bands). There was one piece on the program that I'd like to play with a band that's not scared of 5/8. I have sent a link off to FCB peeps for a second opinion before I send a note to the music committee.... {The Eighth Candle}