holy week: done!

Easter time is exhausting for a gigging church musician, y'all. My mother asked me how many services I sang this week, and I had to pause and count them and I came up with five. Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Sunday. (I didn't do Monday because of seder, but it could have been six if I had.) (And Saturday went from 8:30 to about 11:45, as well, by the way. I read in the paper where the new pope's Easter Vigil clocked in at under 2 1/2 hours. Here's hoping churches around the world see fit to follow his example in many various ways.) I am exhausted and famished and achy, and I can't rest and eat at the same time, wah.

Macaroons were a hit in the choir loft. I think next time I make them I might add just a splash of lime juice. I'm sure you can guess why.