Well color me impressed, I survived my first musical! Between working in the day and singing at night, I am beyond wiped. However I can honestly say I would do it again in a heartbeat. I had forgotten just how much I enjoy performing. Sure I took a couple semesters of acting in college, but then we only performed in class. Which believe me, I’m not knocking, but there is something a bit different about performing in front of a crowd and such.
A rare shot of me with my ‘husband’
The town festival was once again a big success. After a week of prepping at work (we do a lot of printing for the various parade floats and activities that happen during the weekend) it arrived. Going off with pretty much no hitches (there was some rain late Saturday, but even that can’t dampen our Scandinavian Spirit). Much of my time was occupied with either sleeping, work or performing. I nearly forgot that my sister’s family was down for the weekend. Usually when they come down I put everything aside so I can hang out with them, this time I only spent a few hours with them. Pretty remarkable considering they were here for three days.
I am so thankful for the opportunity to have been a part of this production. I met so many new people and have found another niche in the community in which I seem to fit rather naturally. (If that isn’t the case, please, some cast member let me know.)
Smiles all around, even off-stage
One of the directors had stopped me once and commented how happy I looked on stage, and I have to admit I had the time of my life. However when you have a team of people that are all so obviously loving what they are doing, it’s easy to be in the moment. I can hardly wait for next year when the troupe will be performing Disney’s Tarzan. Hopefully I’ll be able to help in someway with that production too. (Not entirely sure I can make the casting cut, but time will tell). So although Joseph has worn his coat for the last time this production, my connection to it will live on in the memories and friends I have made. I am truly a fortunate and blessed person.
Until next time ~ Q
Nothing says Christmas like carnage right? That’s what I found when I went to War Horse. That play is phenomenal. Who ever developed that deserves a gold star. I was shocked at how they were able to portray even a slight degree of the genuine terribleness (bad word, sorry) of war. *Spoiler* There was this scene where the horses were going into battle. There were the two main horses at the front of the stage and then a handful of others lined up next/behind them (they were standing parallel to the front of the stage charging the other side). As they are charging machine fire starts and bombs start to fly. All of a sudden you see the torso of a man fly off one of the horses. Very blunt, it put things in sharp focus and it was only a puppet. Only during intermission was my mind able to process that the back horses had never had actors on them, but it was too late. The die had been cast and the impression made. Spoiler over. Anyway, I really enjoyed the play although I don’t know if I could go through that emotional rollar coster again. It was quite tasking in that way, I cried twice, so exhausting.
Afterwards, once we returned home my sister and I set about decorating the Christmas tree. This was the first year we got a blue spruce (usually go with a fir of some sort) and it was fun getting something new. Although we did have to wear gloves to decorate it, the needles were pretty spiky, but the end result was quite lovely and new.
It was a fabulous day of cooking, although I should have read the instructions more clearly. Then I would have known I was making five dozen sugar cookies. Ah well, the more the merrier, right? I also made Ninja bread men and bark. Two kinds of bark, one would have done, but peppermint and M&M were made and enjoyed. Later that day, after the cookies had been rolled and cooled I popped in Little Women which is always bittersweet. I enjoy the movie so much, but it is so very sad, bits of it anyway. This viewing of it was just the same in that regards.
I finally met my goal of getting my cards out on Monday!! Yes, later than I expected, but done…and before Christmas to boot. So that was a good ‘Christmas’ task done. The picture is a bit rough, decided to use the digital file for showing the inside and the lighting in my apartment is special so that’s why they don’t quite match up – color wise.
Last year we tried to implement everyone wrapping with a different color, why I can’t recall. Since we all live apart that was pretty easy to do. I have been on a green kick (if the Christmas cards weren’t a clue) so I continued that onto the wrapping I did for my family. (Which worked out because only one other family member did green and she chose dark green.) I even decided to print out some special cards at work. I figured eventually my nephew will be in charge or handing out so I designed the tags to have both faces and names (since he wont really be able to read at first). Now if I can only remember where the files are next year…
I decided to get my gal pals gifts that could only be gotten (bad grammar I know, but not sure which other word to use, acquired?) in Story City. Oh what fun that was. I had already picked out little figurines for them but made them notepads at work to go with them as well. Finally finished the notepads and was able to wrap them too (it was a bit of a shoty job though, it’s hard to wrap hippos and pigs, and don’t get me started on eagles).
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Oh, I also realized that I had a TON of goodies. I guess I didn’t really keep count of just how many tupperwares I was filling while I’ve been baking over the last month. However that didn’t keep me out of the kitchen, oh no, I just didn’t make the Bon-bons and other miscellaneous things I was going to try. Instead I tried making home made bath crayons for my nephew. I HATE melting stuff in the microwave but it felt weird to put soap on the stove to melt so I tried it. I’m pretty sure these will crumble as soon as they hit the water but hopefully he can get one use out of them.
Q the Adult 