Saturday, May 9, 2009

The Stuff Dreams Are Made On

According to Mark, when I'm having a nightmare, I start breathing deeply and very erratically. He knows then to wake me up and relieve me of my chasing monsters.

Well early this morning, Mark detected the scared-person breathing pattern and kindly woke me with a "Corinne, you're having a bad dream."

The thing is, I WASN'T having a nightmare. I dreamed that I was in a kitchen store and I was looking at some beautiful cherry wood cutting boards the size of small card tables. Apparently they were pretty exciting.

Happy Done Day!

Mark is finished with the first year of his conducting master's!

If you think that now he's slacking off, let me fix that. He's writing his master's thesis over the summer on the harmonized settings of Genevan psalms published in England after the exile of the persecuted Calvinists (1560-1620).

To celebrate Done Day, I made a special dinner of mushroom-Swiss burgers, strawberry spinach salad and Texas sheet cake. Mark loves cake, almost as much as tracking down obscure hymnals and transcribing their Genevan settings into modern notion!

Mark has worked incessantly on his studies and still managed to lead our marriage by the still waters this year. He scored straight As on his voice juries (just like last term!) and has earned equally high marks on his papers. I'm so proud of you Mark - Thank You!