The Cackler has been in high spirits lately. Last week was bad. I was moody and she was hyper. Not a good combination. I didn’t knock her out, though, I just suffered internally.
Although choir practice was great for the most part this week, the Cackler still had her moments. She brought attention to something for the director that he had not noticed yet. She loved this and not only harped about it during Chamber practice, she also brought it up before regular practice. She even joked, “I’m brilliant!” No, Cackler, you are not.
Our director joked about something else during choir practice, and the Cackler was extra naggy and annoying about that too. The thing that keeps me from going balistic is imagining my blogging friends sitting with me and witnessing the Cackler in her full glory. Sometimes when I blog about her, I feel like I’m being overly picky and bitchy. If you could only listen to her during just one practice, you would understand. I know you already do understand, but to imagine your hearing her in person amuses me. :P