This past weekend was a more-odd-than-usual mix of activities in Klaskyville!
On Friday, I attended a CPR certification class at my local hospital. After Mark’s fall on the ice a few weeks ago (and he’s doing great now – no lingering signs of his concussion!), I realized that I hadn’t been trained in what to do in an emergency since college. I tried to find a First Aid class, but none was readily available, so I decided CPR was the next best thing. The four-hour class covered Adult CPR, using an Automatic External Defibrillator on an adult, Adult Choking, Child CPR, Child AED, Child Choking, Infant CPR, and Infant Choking. I was the only woman in the class who wasn’t pregnant
All in all, it felt empowering to complete the training. I don’t know how long I could actually continue doing CPR in an emergency – I’d have to hope some adrenaline kicked in, because it’s very hard work. My wrists hurt afterwards (but I didn’t have to put on my Dread Writing Brace!)
For a complete change of scene, we went to the opera on Saturday night — Moby Dick, performed by the Washington National Opera at the Kennedy Center. One of Mark’s high school friends, Carl Tanner, sang the lead.
(That’s Carl, peg-leg and all, front and center.) I’m not a huge fan of opera, but I truly enjoyed the music in this production — especially the instrumental music, the “chanties” sung by the sailors, the duets between Ahab and Starbuck. The “star” of the show for me, though, was the staging — amazing use of projections, and a vertical back wall of the stage where performers hung on metal footholds, creating the image of being in boats on the sea. The final attack of the whale (do I need to give spoiler warnings on a story almost 175 years old?) was incredible, and the final image (of Ishmael being rescued, against a brilliant blue sky) was ***stunning***.
We wrapped up the weekend with one of our irregular music appreciation classes — What Makes it Great with Rob Kapilow. The music of the night was Gershwin songs — four of them, taken apart measure by measure, then put back together by two amazing singers, with Rob on piano. I learned more about Broadway music than I’ve ever consciously learned before, and I absorbed a lot about Gershwin in particular.
I think I need a weekend to recover from my weekend! How about you?