Yesterday Travalon and I had big dreams of going to Irish Fest before the Cathopalian Mass at St. Josephat's, but while I had a free ticket, he could only have gotten in free with some canned goods if we had arrived before eleven, and ain't no way that was happening. I had a pounding headache and felt a bit nauseated, but we walked on Governor's Island, and that helped. By the time we went to Cecil Markovitch's place. I felt fine. There were too many people to fit in one car, so Travalon drove, and the Dairyman's Daughter came in our car. We got there before the other car, so we went to the gift shop, and I (shocker!) bought a rosary bracelet. Then we went up to the church, which is so beautiful.
The closing hymn was so gorgeous.
I thought these Masses were supposed to be quarterly, but we went to one late in January and then hadn't heard anything since. I asked Cecil if he had heard anything, but he hadn't either. (We both signed up for their email list.) Then finally they emailed about this Mass on Sunday. It was much better attended than the one in January. Travalon loves it because it's midafternoon, so we can have a relaxed morning.
After that the whole gang, plus some seminarian Cecil knows, went to Three Brothers Serbian Restaurant, where Tiffy met us. She and I had the spinach and cheese borek, which you can get three meals out of. Travalon had the chicken paprikash, which he said was almost as good as his Hungarian grandmother's recipe. When we got done with dinner, there was just time for Travalon and me to head over to Irish Fest to catch the Scattering, the big concert at the end with all the musicians together on stage.
People were leaving Irish Fest when we arrived, so we found an excellent free parking spot. I had my free ticket to get in, but at that hour they just let you in. I mentioned that my Irish teacher Famie would probably be there... and then she was four rows ahead of us! There were some empty seats right behind her, so we moved up to join her, one of her beginner students, and another girl who has been on the online conversation circle. The giant session played, and dancers danced, and there were songs for us to sing along to. It lasted about an hour and was so much fun. As we were leaving, we ran into an old coworker of mine from the Press who has a very Irish name and has always been into Irish everything. She was saying she no longer goes to the Summer School because in years past they had culture and history classes, but now everything is language or music, and she doesn't do music. She did mention the singing classes, and I said, "They still do those." I am thinking I should take one next year.
I didn't sleep at all well last night, and this morning as I pondered going into the office, I threw up twice, so I gave up and worked from home. It was not an exciting day for me, but Travalon didn't have to work, and he went fishing at Tenney Park and caught six fish. (He didn't keep any of them.) Here are four of them.
Probably because it was overcast all day and rained off and on. I never felt that much better and ended up skipping the big jam session at the music club. Oddly, I did have a very productive day at work. Here's hoping tomorrow I feel a little better.
Famous Hat
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