Drop that Name!

So, do you ever find yourself in situations that you just have a hard time believing, even if you know there's no way you could possibly be dreaming? I do. Very occasionally. This weekend was one of those situations. It was great. *Blogger is so dumb on my laptop, so I apologize for the lack of paragraph breaks.* First things first: I auditioned for Love's Labour's Lost last Wednesday. On Friday I found out that I'm playing the part of . . . the Princess of France! Yay! It's going great cast, and Chris is directing. It'll be in June, so if you're in the Reno area at that time, be sure to see it! *We also had a great weekend for theatre. WNMTC opened Forever Plaid, which I saw on Thursday during the final dress rehearsal. I also got to be a PART of the show and helped Stephanie make something look like fog. Carson High School put on Suessicle the Musical which opened this weekend. I actually thoroughly enjoyed it! Very colorful and fun. This weekend also had a professional opening; A Couple of Blaguards, the touring show, opened at the BAC. Frank and Malachy McCourt wrote the show based on some of their own experiences. *So I got to hang out at Adele's (a world renowned resturant in CC, which has amazing food at posh/swanky prices) for FREE with John and Chris (who both work at the BAC). Oh, and did I mention Howard Platt, Mickey Kelly, and Steve McGraw were there? Because they were. Howard and Mickey were the actors in the great 2 man show, and Steve is the producer. All of them know the McCourt brothers personally (Mickey's been in the show with Malachy, Howard was the best man at Frank's wedding . . .!) and told fabulous stories about them. Steve also owns the theatre where Forever Plaid opened; Forbidden Broadway also plays there, and HE HELPED START IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I don't know if I can possibly express how incredibly amazing this experience has been for me. I mean it, they are such great people. It's also been so fascinating to hear about the experiences of professionals and such. Like the time Mickey was performing in Ireland with Malachy, and Malachy literally left the stage during the show to use the restroom and didn't tell Mickey. Or working with famous actors in films and shows. Mickey's experiences growing up in Ireland. I just loved the whole thing! I'm looking forward to this next weekend when I get to do it again. *The title of this post comes from the song with the same title from Bells are Ringing. It's a very funny number.

Leigha loves spending the night at my place! 

Janina and I with our 91 year old Great- Grandmother, Evelyn. 

Tea with my Grandma, Lissa, myself, Janina, and my mom for my birthday! 

Turning 26 isn't so bad, right? 

How we gonna pay last year's rent?

Did I mention this yet? I can't remember. My roommate has decided that living closer to work would be wise. While I certainly cannot disagree with her, I must admit the financial bind could make things a tad tighter. Ugh. I hate budgeting and blah blah blah. I suppose that's what comes of growing up and what not. I can't say I'm too upset. I'll miss her, yes, but Jeanne and I have this phenomenal way of missing each other 90% of the time. I frequently get home after she's in bed, and I have to leave for work prior to her arousel in the morning. I'm sort of looking for another place, but I figure I really want it to be worth my while, so I am working it out. We'll see what becomes of this.

Next week we have NO REHEARSAL!!!!!!!!! I am excited, I must admit. I love rehearsing, but it'll be nice to have a week off. Hopefully by the time we resume Spring will have peered her teasing head for good, and all will be lovely. I'm sick of the cold, the snow, the ice, etc. It's icky.

Monday we start a new quarter at school. The LAST ONE!!!!!!! I'm having a hard time believing it. I love that I get paid through the summer, too. Huzzah! I'm not forced to work this summer. I'll only do it if I want to! I may select to do so simply to help myself out financially, but tis not a necessity.

Happy Ides of March, people! My best friend from Wilson Middle School, Tracie, text messaged me with that today. I texted back, "Don't befriend anyone named Brutus today." She texted back, "Et tu Brute?" Ah yes, I believe we'd still be friends today. She's funny.

Well, I must be off to thaw out my wonderfully freezing fingers. May your Friday be filled with blarney, pots o'gold, luck of the shamrock, and many Irish blessings. I intend to watch Darby O'Gill and the Little People (Which was Sean Connery's first American Film!) and The Quiet Man starring wonderful John Wayne and Maureen O'Hara.

The title comes from lyrics from the song Rent from the show Rent.

Gotta Dance!

So . . . I've been fighting a losing battle for the duration of this week, and gave in yesterday in the late morning. I am sick. It sucks to feel so bad and have a burning throat, achy head, incessant exhaustion, etc. I'm home today jiggity-jig. I feel bad because Kirsten is gone today, so Dave is the only "normal" teacher at OHS. Not a day I envy. I left yesterday so I would hopefully be well enough today to work and not leave the school in a lurch. I felt so bad, however, I called in sick. Apparently the district wasn't able to get subs for Kirsten OR me! Talk about guilt! (Bear with me, blogger isn't letting me separate paragraphs). *I decided to go to rehearsal last night anyway because I love rehearsing (though I didn't feel very up to it), and because we were learning something new; the dance for "Shaking at the High School Hop." Dance not being my forte was the reason I chose to go. I loved it! I get to do a lot of lifts in the dance--flying in the air is so gratifying! [Admittedly, this is part of the reason I want to play Elphaba; though the music and meaty role is also very enticing] I also get to BE a lifter! There is this move where the guys hook arms with the girls, the guys bend over and kind of roll the girls over their backs. Well, I dance with Adam (aka, "Doody") who is not supposed to be a dancer. Our dance looks ridiculous compared to everyone else. He'll just stand there while I move around. So, I get to "be the man" and Adam gets to be lifted. I feel so buff! *Anyway, last night I was leaving Gina's sauna, er, dance studio, and Stephanie was walking by me. She said, "So Lynette, it looks like you're becoming a dancer. I'm witnessing it happening!" Yay!!!!!!!!! I've always loved dance and adored it when I was taking lessons as a kid. The year I was five, I was so engrossed with the Mikhail Baryshnikov version of The Nutcracker, that I was barely able to be torn away from the television to help decorate the Christmas Tree. I remember being mesmerized by the grace and beauty. I was truly obsessed. Maybe I ended my chances along this line by dropping dance. I missed my calling! :( *The title of this post comes from the classic movie musical, Singin' in the Rain.