Good morning, Constant Readers! Today is Monday, June 16, the first day of Kaufman Kamp. Steve Kaufman told us last night at the Meet and Greet that this was their 19th year! Wow! I have taught here for probably six or seven years, maybe more, and Steve and his wife Donna Dixon run a fabulous camp and have in their 19 years worked out almost all of the "bugs."
I wasn't sure I'd have time to blog this morning, but apparently the Universe thought differently and woke me up first at 5:45 for yet another nature call and then again at 6:15 when a big truck in the parking lot right outside my window at the hotel cranked up to head back to Mississippi. (I could easily read his license plate when I looked out my window!)
So I'm sitting here in my pink pajama gown, drinking coffee, eating dried organic apricots and preparing to meet the day. Today I will see a class of Beginners for two hours in the morning (10-12) and then the Advanced class for two hours this afternoon (2-4). Then from 4:15-5:00 I will be conducting a "Master Class" (gender-neutral word needed!!!) which students have to sign up for. Basically, I will sit in my teaching room with about 9 students who each have a whopping 5 minutes to ask me one question! Everyone there, of course, gets to listen to all questions and answers. I kinda like this event because, well, it makes me looks really smart!
This evening there will be a staff concert, as there will be every evening. I play on Wednesday night and I have already corralled Sally Jones to play guitar and Missy Raines to play bass in what will be my All-Female Pickup Band. As soon as I asked Sally to play guitar with me (which was in our on-stage lineup last night as Steve introduced all the instructors) I said, "We'll be doing 'Holy, Holy, Holy' as one of our songs." Sally looked totally blank for a moment, so I reminded her that two years ago on stage here, I'd "dissed" the song Holy, Holy, Holy in my stage intro to our final song When The Roll Is Called Up Yonder. I'd said that I didn't like Holy, Holy, Holy because it wasn't peppy enough. I might have even used the word "staid." Sally immediately jumped into the microphone to say, "I love that song. I had it sung at my wedding." Whoops! The audience then had a lovely few minutes of watching me try to weasal my way out of that one, with Sally "lipping in" every few seconds and watching me squirm. It was an awesome piece of stage "business" and Sally and I later concluded that we could not have planned it any better! So, this year, after a brief reminder from me, Sally totally remembered and we both laughed pretty loudly which got a "shhhhh" from Steve who was still trying to introduce the rest of the instructors.
I see from the clock that my blog time is up and it's time to cook my oatmeal, get a shower, and move my Stelling from its hardshell case into its purple gig bag so I can carry it on my shoulders. Oh, yeah, and finish the last few pages of Allegiant, the Veronica Roth young adult novel that I am reading on the recommendation of Kasey and Kathy G. It's the third and last in the series and already....well, I won't spoil it for anyone who wants to dive in!
So, I'll close by sending a pic of my work space here at the hotel. Wish y'all were here!