The dentist, among other things

Yesterday I went to the dentist. It was actually rather fun, because my hygienist, Barb, is really friendly and talkative, and quite funny. She was excited to hear about the past year (she's very proud of the fact that I'm going to Stanford). She was giving me all sorts of advice about what careers I might consider. She settled on my being a college professor, because apparently by being a professor I get to live the good life (once I've gotten tenure, anyway)--summers off, being surrounded by smart people, getting a pension when I'm retired, etc. Barb also talks a lot about her kids. I think she sounds like a pretty good mom, but it's always hilarious to hear her accounts of her kids' meltdowns. I'm sure I know much more about them than they'd like. :D

Tomorrow is the rehearsal for that wedding I mentioned. I'm able to play most of the stuff pretty well; I'll be brushing up on it tonight and tomorrow morning. I just need to make sure it all takes up enough time. In addition to "Here Comes the Bride," I need approximately a half hour of music (15 minutes before and after the ceremony). But if I don't have quite enough, probably nobody will notice, or mind, if I play Bach's "Prelude in C" or "Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring" both before and after.

Also, for your interest, I took a couple of pictures of my house and my yard so you can see (as my aunt would say) "a bit of my world."

A front view of my house, which was built in 1907. That's our German Shepherd, Mikka, in the foreground.

A tree in my front yard. As you can see, we have a gravel driveway.

The view from my backyard.