Future Coloratura-er? Oh And I AM Going To See It Again

Scary stuff! Today we were listening to the recent Barbiere on our way to Alex's swimming class and he asked to hear Cessa again. I have to post something on John's wall on Facebook - he's a hit with the 3-4 year old set! Then in the locker room he was making these funny almost laughing sounds - like coloratura. It was awesome. On the way home we listened to the opening of Act 2 and Alex was giggling and laughing at how silly the music teacher sounded and how "the other guy" was getting annoyed. He still goes on about how he wants to be an opera singer, he sings bits of Papageno and Figaro... maybe he's expanding into tenor roles, ha ha. Might as well prepare for it all since there's no way of telling how his voice will change.

Oh well this post just proves that I'm a mother before anything else. Duh. I should also post that John mailed me the CD insert with Nathan's autograph. I got it today. Here's a picture:




















I sent John an email asking when his CD is coming out so I could post the info.

You know, listening to him sing Cessa, I think it's ridiculous that everyone says that JDF is the only one who can do it. That's so not true, and so not fair. I actually brought that up when we were out last week. Wow that was an entire week ago! And one other thing I want to say about that is, we tasted each other's drinks. Did I taste his? I don't remember... I must have. Peer pressure, you know, heh heh.

I have to say again what an awesome time I had in Chicago, not just the opera and after, but the whole time. It was wonderful to be on my own, to do what I wanted, when I wanted, to take an uninterrupted shower! And of course the opera... and of course meeting Nathan for 5 minutes... and of course hanging out with John and friend afterwards... I realized I haven't hung out with guys without my husband there since before we were married. It was refreshing!

Fantasy vs Reality

At the bar with John, at one point I was taking something out of my purse and out fell the insert to Nathan's CD. I never did ask him for an autograph - it just seemed so, I don't know, like a strange thing to do. John insisted that if I left it with him, he'd get Nathan to sign it and would send it back to me. I gave him my address. I kept saying, "I'm never going to see that again, am I?" and he kept laughing and insisting that he would send it back.

I wonder if I'll ever see it again...

Joyce DiDonato posted a cute portrait of Nathan in her latest blog entry. She didn't publish my comment on one of her other photos though. My comment was about what she wrote more than about the picture. Trying not to come across as the stalking opera freak so I'll lay low on the comments.

Edited to Add: She did post it and comment back. :)

I keep rereading my previous post. I need to be hit with a reality stick. But not yet, please let me enjoy these last few moments of fantasy...