Well my day yesterday could not have been better. After work I headed to Princeton for rehearsal and was surrounded by the angelic voices of the choir as I played the Faure Requiem with the rest of the musicians. The acoustics were terrific so I can't wait until Friday when we perform the entire piece straight through. The solo tenor was not only extremely talented but hot as hell and he was standing right next to me during his section. I had so many fantasies I lost my place and had to ask my fellow horn player what measure we were on and she gave me the look of I know what you are thinking. Afterwards headed out for drinks with my brother and sister. We sat down in the bar and they ordered a slice of cake and drinks. Well the whole parade of servers came out and sang an awful birthday song :oops: I wanted to crawl under the bar. Once they walked away my sister then broke into her opera voice (with full vibrato) and sang the entire song once again. Yes her voice is beautiful and powerful and filled the entire space but my God everyone stopped and stared our way and when she was done broke out in full applause. I really wanted to die and she then said make a wish! I promptly wished out loud that I wished that I wasn't there and everyone laughed. The whole night was so much fun with the exception of my brother's wife. What a bore! She sat there stone faced sipping her hot tea glaring at the boisterous lot of us. After trying to coax her into our conversations, we just ignored her. The music was loud but once in awhile between sets it got quite quiet. The first time my brother asked my sister why she wasn't drinking and as she hollered "Can't drink when you are on crazy pills." once again all eyes were on her with a look of Ahhh so that's why she sang her opera birthday song. (She has bi-polar disorder and can not drink with her medication.) Trust me she doesn't need to drink!! She was visibly embarassed that the entire room heard her so my brother being a sweet brother waited the next lull in music and stated loudly that he was thinking of getting his balls laminated! :)) This time everyone laughed and started to approach us as we seemed to be the life of the party. I met and talked to so many people and was provided many birthday drinks. I had to give most of them away as I have no tolerance for alcohol. The rest of the night was a blur. I do remember allowing a patron to feel my breasts because I wanted to prove to him that they were real. I guess a woman with a natural 38G cup is rare! My head is killing me today and it hurts when I laugh but I can't wait to do it again.