Early every February, on a Saturday, ChezRanger does its taxes. Saturdays afternoons are usually restful around here. We get our chores and workouts done and chill to the afternoon broadcasts of the Metropolitan Opera. I'm not a huge fan of opera, or a serious serious opera maven like my sister-in-law, but I do enjoy most of what's been broadcast, and the intermission commentary always teaches me something. I find that I like the more lyrical operas. I really enjoyed La Fille du Regiment and Le Comte Ory, which I hadn't ever heard all the way through (or, if I'm to be honest, even heard of...). There are the biggies, like La Boheme, Tosca and others which have delighted me. A View from a Bridge I just couldn't listen to.
Anyways, there we were at the dining table, all set up, papers in order, pencils and wits sharpened, ready to compute. Maddie sat at the table with us, ready to check our math.
Subtract! Borrow from the tens place! Carry the eleventy! Bring down the six! If you clowns don't do the math right there'll be no money for treats and turkey! Subtract!
She was most helpful.
We had the radio on. What was the opera?
Yep. Wagners Twilight of the Gods. Not a Good Omen for tax-time.
Gotterdammerung. Egads.
Well, it did all turn out well in the end.
The taxes, not the opera. Didn't owe, getting a small refund. All is well.
Siegfried and Brunhilda, though.....not so much.
Maddie? She enjoys Wagner. She sat in my lap and purred through the last 2 hours, then decided to re-enact the opera for us.
I am ded. Sing pretty to me. Then feed me!
Not sure that last part is in the opera, but okay. Consider it done.
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