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Weekend report
Jul. 18th, 2011 12:18 pmAlle Psallite convened on Missy Anne's church on Saturday for a four-hour recording session. We put "Chantez a Dieu (Psalm 96)" by Jan Pieterszoon Sweelinck, "Angelus ad pastores ait" by Hans Leo Hassler, "Jaquin Jaquet" by Clemens non Papa, and "Salvator mundi" by Thomas Tallis to... what's the audio version of pixels? Whatever the name of that is, we put those songs to it. Recording was a fun, if exhausting, experience and we all felt really good about how the songs sounded. The architecture of the church's sanctuary produced gorgeous reverb and the omnidirectional mic above us, in addition to the mics on each part, made the tone sound so rich. We'll work up more songs and convene again a few more times to gather enough tracks for a fully fleshed out album. So exciting!
Afterwards, Sian followed me home to help Hubbyfink fix the hot water shut-off valve under the kitchen sink. Their work required an emergency run to Lowe's and I took care of some much-needed vacuuming and clutter clearing while they were gone. They returned triumphant from the hardware store and fixed the shut-off in no time at all. Hubbyfink took a celebratory nap after and then we spent the next two hours watching "Torchwood: Miracle Day" on demand. We're both fans. "Children of Earth" was SUCH a downer and left both of us feeling unsure of how the show would continue. We're very happy with how things are progressing and are happy with even the over the top aspects because, to be honest, the first couple of seasons of "Torchwood" were pretty over the top. So, yay!
I spent most of Sunday visiting with friends. I had two tubs of Pancho's Cheese dip for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
courtney_d_h and enjoyed a good visit with her after handing off the dip. I need to spend more time with her. Then I scooted over to Missy Anne's Sweat Shop [tm]to help out with the cushion-making project for our Pennsic dining tent benches. I pinned a couple of cushions and stuffed most of the covers with the foam rectangles. We'll be sitting in comfort at dinnertime this year!
Hubbyfink had wanted to try a test ride to his office so I ducked out of the Sweat Shop early so we'd have enough daylight for the ride. We followed the path I'd taken for my bike ride to Jenny Craig that one time and then continued on along Elden Street under the toll road and up to Hubbyfink's office. That. was. terrifying. The walkway under the toll road was pretty narrow although, we were able to pass another cyclist going the other direction, but it was tight. When we got out from under those bridges and past the access road, the sidewalk disappeared and we found ourselves careening downhill on a loose dirt path full of large (not small gravel-sized) loose rocks. ACK! Busy road on our left, sharp drop-off into a drainage ditch on our right, madness straight ahead! We did safely arrive at Hubbyfink's place of business and I told him his commute sucked. A lot. We decided to try a different direction for the return trip.
We took Sunrise Valley -- OMG, the hill was almost like the Rte 28 bridge! -- up to Monroe/Van Buren. That seemed safe enough except that the sidewalk zigzags across the FOUR LANES AND TURN LANES ROAD a couple of times. WTH, Herndon?? Why do you hate pedestrians? I would have just said "screw it!" and stayed on the road, but Hubbyfink doesn't feel as comfortable on surface streets as I do. So, instead, we played a much more dangerous game of Frogger-on-wheels. We continued on Van Buren to Spring on to Old Town Herndon where we hopped on the trail. I'm so grateful we both had head- and tail-lights because dark was coming on quickly.
The rest of the trip home was a breeze. Crestview to Sterling is mostly downhill and we FLEW home. At one point, I wished I had a speedometer to see how fast I was going. Something hit my leg hard enough to hurt at that point. I assumed it was a frog -- I don't know... some kamikaze frog playing Frogger on the trail, perhaps -- or a bird. Hubbyfink told me afterward that I should think smaller and go with "bug". There's no mark on my leg today, so I'm still mystified about what I smacked into. Of course, my sweaty-and-sunscreened neck was covered with little tiny gnats and whatnots. Ew. Thankfully, there were no gnats or whatnots of any size stuck in my teeth.
Afterwards, Sian followed me home to help Hubbyfink fix the hot water shut-off valve under the kitchen sink. Their work required an emergency run to Lowe's and I took care of some much-needed vacuuming and clutter clearing while they were gone. They returned triumphant from the hardware store and fixed the shut-off in no time at all. Hubbyfink took a celebratory nap after and then we spent the next two hours watching "Torchwood: Miracle Day" on demand. We're both fans. "Children of Earth" was SUCH a downer and left both of us feeling unsure of how the show would continue. We're very happy with how things are progressing and are happy with even the over the top aspects because, to be honest, the first couple of seasons of "Torchwood" were pretty over the top. So, yay!
I spent most of Sunday visiting with friends. I had two tubs of Pancho's Cheese dip for
courtney_d_h and enjoyed a good visit with her after handing off the dip. I need to spend more time with her. Then I scooted over to Missy Anne's Sweat Shop [tm]to help out with the cushion-making project for our Pennsic dining tent benches. I pinned a couple of cushions and stuffed most of the covers with the foam rectangles. We'll be sitting in comfort at dinnertime this year!Hubbyfink had wanted to try a test ride to his office so I ducked out of the Sweat Shop early so we'd have enough daylight for the ride. We followed the path I'd taken for my bike ride to Jenny Craig that one time and then continued on along Elden Street under the toll road and up to Hubbyfink's office. That. was. terrifying. The walkway under the toll road was pretty narrow although, we were able to pass another cyclist going the other direction, but it was tight. When we got out from under those bridges and past the access road, the sidewalk disappeared and we found ourselves careening downhill on a loose dirt path full of large (not small gravel-sized) loose rocks. ACK! Busy road on our left, sharp drop-off into a drainage ditch on our right, madness straight ahead! We did safely arrive at Hubbyfink's place of business and I told him his commute sucked. A lot. We decided to try a different direction for the return trip.
We took Sunrise Valley -- OMG, the hill was almost like the Rte 28 bridge! -- up to Monroe/Van Buren. That seemed safe enough except that the sidewalk zigzags across the FOUR LANES AND TURN LANES ROAD a couple of times. WTH, Herndon?? Why do you hate pedestrians? I would have just said "screw it!" and stayed on the road, but Hubbyfink doesn't feel as comfortable on surface streets as I do. So, instead, we played a much more dangerous game of Frogger-on-wheels. We continued on Van Buren to Spring on to Old Town Herndon where we hopped on the trail. I'm so grateful we both had head- and tail-lights because dark was coming on quickly.
The rest of the trip home was a breeze. Crestview to Sterling is mostly downhill and we FLEW home. At one point, I wished I had a speedometer to see how fast I was going. Something hit my leg hard enough to hurt at that point. I assumed it was a frog -- I don't know... some kamikaze frog playing Frogger on the trail, perhaps -- or a bird. Hubbyfink told me afterward that I should think smaller and go with "bug". There's no mark on my leg today, so I'm still mystified about what I smacked into. Of course, my sweaty-and-sunscreened neck was covered with little tiny gnats and whatnots. Ew. Thankfully, there were no gnats or whatnots of any size stuck in my teeth.
