Happy Easter everyone! I love this holiday! I love the reason for the holiday (obviously). I love the special church events. I love the family gatherings (even if I am getting orphaned). I love the spring-themed things. I love the food. Everything seems lovelier around Easter.
I did something today which I have not willingly done for the duration of my memorable life. I bought an Easter dress today (which isn't the unusual thing). It is quite pretty, a sage dress with cream ribbons and flowers on it (not as babyish as it may sound), an empire waist and knee length. Due to this loss of weight, I'm back to the size I was in high school--yeah! Anyway, I bought the dress at Maurice's. I like clothes from Maurice's, but some of their clothes are a bit more, ahem, revealing than I care to expose. I bought a cardigan with the dress, so I wouldn't feel quite as exposed at church tonight in my slip dress.
The cardigan is the the unusual thing. It is a pink cardigan. Rather, it is coral. I do not wear pink. However, I've been told it looks okay on me, and people were not inclined to puke at the sight of my red hair against the pink. I was given compliments for it, so I guess there are shades of pink that I can wear. Who'd have thunk it? :) Kristen went with me for our Easter dress shopping, and was about to burst with excitement at the thought of me in pink. She dragged me to every soul in church and said, "LOOK! Lynette's in PINK!!!!!!!!!" Wow. My parents were in San Diego, so it will be a shock for them, I'm sure. Well, my mom anyway. The shock will be if my dad even notices.
Spring Break has started officially, and I am glad. Kids were getting back to some pretty stupid and immature behavior. Moreso than usual. It ranged from jr. highers stealing eggs with candy from the Kindergartners to sneaking off campus and taking a cat from someone's house! I couldn't believe the true stupidity of their actions. Yes, the teachers could tell that the break was very close by!
So, I should wrap up this post. I'm very tired. I am getting over my hindering cold, which was annoying. I am awfully glad that it is almost over. The title comes from the song "Easter Parade," which was written by Irving Berlin. I believe it was used in a Follies show, but it was also used in the movie I'm watching as I type this: Easter Parade. It stars Fred Astaire, Judy Garland, Ann Miller, and Peter Lawford. It's fluff, but cute. Right now, it's in the "We're a Couple of Swells" number, which is actually kinda funny. Judy Garland may be known for her singing, but I have to say that she was actually a decent dancer in everything I've seen her in. Just an observation for the woman who was exploding with talent (Very funny if you watch her facial expressions and comedic timing. A good actress, if you get her in some of her non-cheesy musicals. Brilliant singer.), who (and this is a fact) couldn't read a note of music when MGM signed her to a contract at the age of 14. Happy Easter! Christ is risen, He's risen indeed!
March 22, 2005
Have you heard, it's in the stars/next July we collide with Mars
Happy Tuesday to all. I am ill, but at school. Drat! Actually, I think I'll be taking tomorrow off. I went to Barnes again on Sunday (Four trips to Reno in one week! Not a normal week, to be sure). I was enjoying a book I was starting about the Adams family--not the television show! John, Abigail, John Quincy, Charles, etc. For some reason, they fascinate me as a family. Anyway, I could feel a sore throat coming on. Yesterday was terrible. I was going to call in sick, but I had a girl in first period who was supposed to give a speech. That classs just finished their fourth of five debates today, and this girl missed one. As an alternative assignment, I told her to take her topic and present a five minute persuasive speech on her side of the issue. Imagine my ire when I told her yesterday that it was time to present it, and she said, "No, I don't want to." When I asked why, she had the gall to tell me that she simply didn't want to do it, so she wasn't going to. And my sole purpose of getting out of bed was for her?????????? I was pretty ticked. I'm taking tomorrow off, because I won't be missing anything big--debates, quizzes, tests, etc.
But I am excited today, too! I have the Discipleship class I'm taking at church tonight, which has been a joy for me. I love being a student again! The light homework, and fresh perspective on things in the Bible, epiphanies, etc. It's a great deal of fun. I've decided that on my way there or back, I will purchase the ever-great film Finding Neverland. I loved this movie. Of course, J.M. Barrie is one of my favorite authors in his lifestyle (and I am always charmed when I reread Peter Pan). Then, there's the added benefit of a great script, filming, and plot. And last, but most certainly NOT in the least, fine performances from both Kate Winslet and Johnny Depp. The moment I left the theater in Reno with Janina after we saw it during our orphaned Christmas, I proclaimed my intention to buy it asap. That would be today! Huzzah!
Oh, and here's another thing: I'm getting orphaned again for Easter! :( Dad called on Saturday to see if I wanted to fly down with them to San Diego this Saturday. My parents are buying my grandparents well used 5th wheel and truck. I have decided not to go for three reasons: 1) Money. I need to take about 8 tests to be a fully licensed teacher in Nevada. I'm signing up to take the bulk of them now. 2) I'm ending my grading period this Friday (which is a 1/2 day) for the quarter, and want to finish all of it prior to 3) On Tuesday, I'm headed to L.A. with Ann and Kyrie for about 3 1/2 days. My parents are driving back on Tuesday. I'd be willing to meet them in L.A. were it not for the other two factors. L.A. should be fun! I'll see my dear cousins, play at Disneyland, and Halley has said she'll cut my hair (she's currently attending a beauty/fashion design school down there)! Many adventures will be had, of this I"m certain.
Seeing Jenifer (who is no longer Brasuell) was awesome! I got to meet her husband, daughter and stepdaughter. It was neat to see what she's been up to, how she's matured, and everything else. I also got caught up on a lot of class gossip--the class I began Kindergarten with. Wow. Things seem pretty different in Exeter, CA, that's for sure!
This lyric comes from the Cole Porter classic "Well Did You Evah?" from Dubarry was a Lady, and later used in the hilarious film High Society with Bing Crosby, Frank Sinatra, Louis Armstrong, Celeste Holm, and the ever-glamorous Grace Kelly. I would highly recommend seeing this film if you've not yet. It's based on The Philadelphia Story (which stars Cary Grant, Katherine Hepburn, and Jimmy Stewart). Speaking of which, that recently came out on DVD, too . . . hmm. Perhaps my shopping basket will need to have another addition soon . . .
But I am excited today, too! I have the Discipleship class I'm taking at church tonight, which has been a joy for me. I love being a student again! The light homework, and fresh perspective on things in the Bible, epiphanies, etc. It's a great deal of fun. I've decided that on my way there or back, I will purchase the ever-great film Finding Neverland. I loved this movie. Of course, J.M. Barrie is one of my favorite authors in his lifestyle (and I am always charmed when I reread Peter Pan). Then, there's the added benefit of a great script, filming, and plot. And last, but most certainly NOT in the least, fine performances from both Kate Winslet and Johnny Depp. The moment I left the theater in Reno with Janina after we saw it during our orphaned Christmas, I proclaimed my intention to buy it asap. That would be today! Huzzah!
Oh, and here's another thing: I'm getting orphaned again for Easter! :( Dad called on Saturday to see if I wanted to fly down with them to San Diego this Saturday. My parents are buying my grandparents well used 5th wheel and truck. I have decided not to go for three reasons: 1) Money. I need to take about 8 tests to be a fully licensed teacher in Nevada. I'm signing up to take the bulk of them now. 2) I'm ending my grading period this Friday (which is a 1/2 day) for the quarter, and want to finish all of it prior to 3) On Tuesday, I'm headed to L.A. with Ann and Kyrie for about 3 1/2 days. My parents are driving back on Tuesday. I'd be willing to meet them in L.A. were it not for the other two factors. L.A. should be fun! I'll see my dear cousins, play at Disneyland, and Halley has said she'll cut my hair (she's currently attending a beauty/fashion design school down there)! Many adventures will be had, of this I"m certain.
Seeing Jenifer (who is no longer Brasuell) was awesome! I got to meet her husband, daughter and stepdaughter. It was neat to see what she's been up to, how she's matured, and everything else. I also got caught up on a lot of class gossip--the class I began Kindergarten with. Wow. Things seem pretty different in Exeter, CA, that's for sure!
This lyric comes from the Cole Porter classic "Well Did You Evah?" from Dubarry was a Lady, and later used in the hilarious film High Society with Bing Crosby, Frank Sinatra, Louis Armstrong, Celeste Holm, and the ever-glamorous Grace Kelly. I would highly recommend seeing this film if you've not yet. It's based on The Philadelphia Story (which stars Cary Grant, Katherine Hepburn, and Jimmy Stewart). Speaking of which, that recently came out on DVD, too . . . hmm. Perhaps my shopping basket will need to have another addition soon . . .
March 17, 2005
My pretty Irish Girl!
In honor of the ancestors I most resemble in look, I am writing my St. Patrick's Day post in green. Yeah for the Irish! One of my Irish ancestors immigrated to America when he was four. Who was he, you ask? The great Matthew Thornton! He was one of those wonderful Rennaissance type men during the colonial period of America. He actually was the governor of New Hampshire, and (our family's crowning glory) signed the Declaration of Independence. If you ever look at the document, or a copy of it, his is the last name you'll see, in the bottom right-hand corner. I'm related to him through my maternal grandmother, and am the first in 5 generation on that side to even have red hair or green eyes.
Last night was The Merry Widow in Reno. It was pretty good--go Nevada Opera Company! I thought it was well sung/performed; particularly considering that it was a dress rehearsal (and the performers weren't necessarily singing at 100% level to save their voices for this weekend when they have the performances). I thought it was very funny. I must admit, though, the secondary female lead (whose name starts with a V, but escapes me right now) was an obnoxious character. I felt the character was portrayed well, just an annoying character. "Flirt with the widow, because I want to be a virtuous wife." Then, she'd turn around the moment her love interest did this very thing, and be very jealous. Ummm, okay. The English translation (which we saw, sadly) was written by a couple from Reno, and the wife was at our performance. Kinda cool.
Tonight, I'm seeing The Fantasticks again--also for free (certainly an added benefit of doing theatre is getting into various shows for free!). Yeah! But, before that and after tutoring my Dutch student today, I have a bit of excitement that I've just learned and agreed to. I had a good friend as a child in Exeter, named Jenifer Brasuell. She was one of my best friends all the way through high school when I moved to Colorado, and one of the friends who wrote me fairly consistently. She "found" me and sent me an e-mail in December, and we've written back and forth. She called me a couple of weeks ago, during rehearsal and I couldn't talk to her. I called her last weekend, and that was great fun. She called me today, and she's in Reno for the night! I'm going to meet them for dinner--how cool is that? I haven't seen her since Exeter High School's graduation in 1998 (we went back so I could see my class graduate). Been awhile! Yeah for old friends!
This title is from a song by the same title. It's from the 1959 Disney classic, Darby O'Gill and the Little People. I don't know that I would thoroughly classify this as a musical, but it's not exactly a non-musical. A happy medium, perhaps. I liked it when I was a kid, and we used to rent it every St. Patrick's Day. The Banshee and her death carriage always used to freak me out, but it is still enjoyable. Plus, it was Sean Connery's American movie debut!
Last night was The Merry Widow in Reno. It was pretty good--go Nevada Opera Company! I thought it was well sung/performed; particularly considering that it was a dress rehearsal (and the performers weren't necessarily singing at 100% level to save their voices for this weekend when they have the performances). I thought it was very funny. I must admit, though, the secondary female lead (whose name starts with a V, but escapes me right now) was an obnoxious character. I felt the character was portrayed well, just an annoying character. "Flirt with the widow, because I want to be a virtuous wife." Then, she'd turn around the moment her love interest did this very thing, and be very jealous. Ummm, okay. The English translation (which we saw, sadly) was written by a couple from Reno, and the wife was at our performance. Kinda cool.
Tonight, I'm seeing The Fantasticks again--also for free (certainly an added benefit of doing theatre is getting into various shows for free!). Yeah! But, before that and after tutoring my Dutch student today, I have a bit of excitement that I've just learned and agreed to. I had a good friend as a child in Exeter, named Jenifer Brasuell. She was one of my best friends all the way through high school when I moved to Colorado, and one of the friends who wrote me fairly consistently. She "found" me and sent me an e-mail in December, and we've written back and forth. She called me a couple of weeks ago, during rehearsal and I couldn't talk to her. I called her last weekend, and that was great fun. She called me today, and she's in Reno for the night! I'm going to meet them for dinner--how cool is that? I haven't seen her since Exeter High School's graduation in 1998 (we went back so I could see my class graduate). Been awhile! Yeah for old friends!
This title is from a song by the same title. It's from the 1959 Disney classic, Darby O'Gill and the Little People. I don't know that I would thoroughly classify this as a musical, but it's not exactly a non-musical. A happy medium, perhaps. I liked it when I was a kid, and we used to rent it every St. Patrick's Day. The Banshee and her death carriage always used to freak me out, but it is still enjoyable. Plus, it was Sean Connery's American movie debut!
March 13, 2005
Crazy World
And so I sally forth in my journal writing obsession to make yet another entry. I've determined that I have too many journals (at the moment, including this one, I have 5 . . . though each serves a different purpose!). Very strange, I know. But, it's therepeutic, rewarding, and once my writing spurt ends for a bit, I can relax a little. I've been on a writing spree since August, with no end in sight. What I should be doing is writing a book with all this excess writing energy. I'd be willing to bet, though, that if I did, I'd lose all desire to write at all. So, to one of my five journals I'll go.
The Fantasticks was just that--fantastic! I had never seen it before, nor had I heard most of the music from it. But I did enjoy both the plot and music; particularly the Rape song (hysterical!). Good stuff. Bob did a good job with this show. I think that out of the shows I've seen WNMTC do, I tend to like Bob's work more than Stephanie A.'s. At any rate, it was good, and I might go again on Thursday because Stephanie (meaning Dixon) gave me a comp ticket. May as well go for free!
After, I went to dinner with Chris, Bob, Stephanie, and several cast members. Now, those of you who have heard or seen the great loathing which Josh seemed to have for me may be shocked at this: I don't think he does anymore! Huh. He went to dinner with us, and not only looked at me (more than once), but he also included me in conversations, and laughed at my sarcasm when it was appropriate, and was even willing to fill in some background information which I was not privy to before regarding certain conversational topics. I could have fallen off my stool, but I didn't. Go figure. Anyway, I also learned that Bob is writing a musical called Nicholas and Alexandra about the last Czar (or T-zar as Ed Scott's character, Mortimer, said in The Fantasticks!) and his family's downfall. He said, "I have perfect parts in it for Josh, Chris, and Lynette." We'll see if that ever happens. How awesome would it be to be in an original production, though?
So, I had a pampering day for myself. I was going to see Bride and Prejudice today with a couple of friends, but as of last night and this morning, neither of them could go. Being the independant person I am, I went by myself. I went to Reno, to Barnes and Noble first. I like Barnes ever so much more than Borders. Sadly, I didn't use my giftcard, but I did make some wonderful purchases. I am now in the midst of reading The Woman in White, The Eyre Affair which has been recommended to me by many people (and the fact that the "memo" on the first page is from Milon de Flosse certainly added to the credibility of their statement that I would enjoy the book), Tender is the Night, and Brave New World.
I did, in fact, see Bride and Prejudice, but I'm still making up my mind as to what I thought. It was . . . bizarre. Granted, I figured that the Bollywood answer to Austen may be a little strange, but this exceeded my expectations. It was directed by the guy who directed Bend it Like Beckham (Which, I must admit, I thoroughly enjoyed. Absolute cheese, but sometimes you need that!). It was also a MUSICAL!!!! That, I was not expecting at all! And it wasn't even great music, I was laughing at it more than anything (which may have been the idea). But, when the lyrics will say, "I want a man who looks at my eyes and not my rack," I don't know how anyone could respond any differently! I think I did enjoy it. At any rate, I laughed a lot, and enjoyed a look into the Indian culture (which I am becoming more obsessed with). So there you have it. Jane Austen's characters, set in 2005, India, with Busby Burkley-esque musical numbers (and Will Darcy never sang in them!)--I don't know that I'd highly recommend it. Perhaps as a rental, after a tough day or week, and you just need a fluff movie which makes you laugh. Wow.
This posts title comes from the song of the same title from Victor/Victoria. Another strange musical in which a woman portrays a man pretending to be a woman. It has it's moments, I'll give it that. Plus, it's Julie Andrews, so some things can be forgiven. I have been known to laugh at this as well.
The Fantasticks was just that--fantastic! I had never seen it before, nor had I heard most of the music from it. But I did enjoy both the plot and music; particularly the Rape song (hysterical!). Good stuff. Bob did a good job with this show. I think that out of the shows I've seen WNMTC do, I tend to like Bob's work more than Stephanie A.'s. At any rate, it was good, and I might go again on Thursday because Stephanie (meaning Dixon) gave me a comp ticket. May as well go for free!
After, I went to dinner with Chris, Bob, Stephanie, and several cast members. Now, those of you who have heard or seen the great loathing which Josh seemed to have for me may be shocked at this: I don't think he does anymore! Huh. He went to dinner with us, and not only looked at me (more than once), but he also included me in conversations, and laughed at my sarcasm when it was appropriate, and was even willing to fill in some background information which I was not privy to before regarding certain conversational topics. I could have fallen off my stool, but I didn't. Go figure. Anyway, I also learned that Bob is writing a musical called Nicholas and Alexandra about the last Czar (or T-zar as Ed Scott's character, Mortimer, said in The Fantasticks!) and his family's downfall. He said, "I have perfect parts in it for Josh, Chris, and Lynette." We'll see if that ever happens. How awesome would it be to be in an original production, though?
So, I had a pampering day for myself. I was going to see Bride and Prejudice today with a couple of friends, but as of last night and this morning, neither of them could go. Being the independant person I am, I went by myself. I went to Reno, to Barnes and Noble first. I like Barnes ever so much more than Borders. Sadly, I didn't use my giftcard, but I did make some wonderful purchases. I am now in the midst of reading The Woman in White, The Eyre Affair which has been recommended to me by many people (and the fact that the "memo" on the first page is from Milon de Flosse certainly added to the credibility of their statement that I would enjoy the book), Tender is the Night, and Brave New World.
I did, in fact, see Bride and Prejudice, but I'm still making up my mind as to what I thought. It was . . . bizarre. Granted, I figured that the Bollywood answer to Austen may be a little strange, but this exceeded my expectations. It was directed by the guy who directed Bend it Like Beckham (Which, I must admit, I thoroughly enjoyed. Absolute cheese, but sometimes you need that!). It was also a MUSICAL!!!! That, I was not expecting at all! And it wasn't even great music, I was laughing at it more than anything (which may have been the idea). But, when the lyrics will say, "I want a man who looks at my eyes and not my rack," I don't know how anyone could respond any differently! I think I did enjoy it. At any rate, I laughed a lot, and enjoyed a look into the Indian culture (which I am becoming more obsessed with). So there you have it. Jane Austen's characters, set in 2005, India, with Busby Burkley-esque musical numbers (and Will Darcy never sang in them!)--I don't know that I'd highly recommend it. Perhaps as a rental, after a tough day or week, and you just need a fluff movie which makes you laugh. Wow.
This posts title comes from the song of the same title from Victor/Victoria. Another strange musical in which a woman portrays a man pretending to be a woman. It has it's moments, I'll give it that. Plus, it's Julie Andrews, so some things can be forgiven. I have been known to laugh at this as well.
March 10, 2005
Tell me more! Tell me more!
Yeah for Fridays! I love 'em. Truth be told, I'd like to shake hands with the person who established that two days off from work was how the country should be run. Yessir, I'd like to shake their hand and thank them personally. Brilliant, sheer brilliance!
So, as you can see, I'm looking forward to tomorrow. I like Fridays. For one thing, it's a more casual day for teachers. I can wear jeans if I like! For another thing, 9 times out of 10, whoever does devotions that week provides breakfast for the rest of us. Not your usual, grab a dozen or so donuts and call it good, either. Nope! Egg creations have been overly popular this year--which I've certainly enjoyed. Then there's the fact that I can look forward to sleeping in the next two days. I'll often times be a little more lenient with my lesson plans (tomorrow goes like this: 1st period--10th graders working on debates. 2nd period--9th grade study session for the Monday To Kill a Mockingbird test, after a vocab quiz. 3rd period--11th/12th grade watching more of Pride and Prejudice. 4th period--8th grade free read after their research papers are turned in. Bible--Ch. 14 test, prayer groups. 5th period--prep. 6th period--7th graders take a vocabulary quiz, and we'll read more from the book their doing now, Cheaper by the Dozen). The two drawbacks to tomorrow are the rushing to get 7th/8th grades grades in their folders, and the fact that I have to stay until 4:30 to tutor my Dutch 8th grade boy. However, starting next week, he'll be tutored on Tues. and Thurs. . . . now that the basketball season is over (boys--undefeated, girls--lost every game). Huzzah!
This weekend, I'm seeing The Fantasticks. Yeah, the show where I was thoroughly embarrassed by my callback singing. They could hear that one of the notes was out of my range--they all flinched! Yet they had me do it again and go even higher? Talk about humiliations galore! Particularly since Josh was there, and he hates me for some reason unbeknownst to myself. If I'm going to be awful, I'd prefer to do it within a group of people who I know are supporting me, thank you! I hope it'll be good. I've been getting daily reports from Ann, who is the Assistant Director of it (along with Stephanie).
We had rehearsal tonight and went over "The Mob Song," "Belle," and the finale. We blocked most of "The Mob Song." I think it'll be a fun number, particularly since it is so different from any other number in the show. Actually, none of them are really the same. In "Belle," I gossip about everyone (particularly Belle). In "Be Our Guest," I am an overly cheerful table (they announced it wrong when they said we were napkins). In "Gaston," I get to be a drunk wench. We've not gone over "The Battle" yet, but I'm in that and eager to see what I do. Anyway, I've decided that it would be a blast to do the whole "Mob Song" while brandishing a wooden spoon with cake batter on it. I hope they'll let me! I don't know. Gina and Stephanie A. tend to just laugh at me when I suggest things like this. Actually, tonight Gina was laughing at me a lot, so I guess I amuse our British choreographer. Since she makes me laugh a lot, it's nice to know that there's a mutual amusement being shared.
Oooh! And the best part of rehearsal? After it was over! We had to be in a different room, the one near Stephanie A.'s office. We were by all the various posters and collages of the shows WNMTC has put on. I found the poster of their 1997 production of The Wizard of Oz, and found my wonderful cousin Kelsey! I showed Chris after (along with Hana's picture, since she was in it, too, and had showed me earlier) once we were dismissed. Stephanie A. announced that we could go to see the Nevada Opera put on their final dress rehearsal for The Merry Widow next Wednesday for free! Woo-hoo! Chris and I got Stephanie to put us down as very interested. Operas are great, especially when all you're paying for is the gas to Reno, and food if you get it! ;)
The title, you can probably guess, comes from the song "Summer Loving" from the ever popular, ever fluff musical Grease. I realized that next month, I'll have been blogging a year. And, while I didn't necessarily start with my musical lyrics as titles, it soon became a common practice. The best part? I've not yet repeated any! Some lyrics come from the same songs, but never the same set of lyrics. I don't know whether to be proud, or to be analyzed for this quirk.
So, as you can see, I'm looking forward to tomorrow. I like Fridays. For one thing, it's a more casual day for teachers. I can wear jeans if I like! For another thing, 9 times out of 10, whoever does devotions that week provides breakfast for the rest of us. Not your usual, grab a dozen or so donuts and call it good, either. Nope! Egg creations have been overly popular this year--which I've certainly enjoyed. Then there's the fact that I can look forward to sleeping in the next two days. I'll often times be a little more lenient with my lesson plans (tomorrow goes like this: 1st period--10th graders working on debates. 2nd period--9th grade study session for the Monday To Kill a Mockingbird test, after a vocab quiz. 3rd period--11th/12th grade watching more of Pride and Prejudice. 4th period--8th grade free read after their research papers are turned in. Bible--Ch. 14 test, prayer groups. 5th period--prep. 6th period--7th graders take a vocabulary quiz, and we'll read more from the book their doing now, Cheaper by the Dozen). The two drawbacks to tomorrow are the rushing to get 7th/8th grades grades in their folders, and the fact that I have to stay until 4:30 to tutor my Dutch 8th grade boy. However, starting next week, he'll be tutored on Tues. and Thurs. . . . now that the basketball season is over (boys--undefeated, girls--lost every game). Huzzah!
This weekend, I'm seeing The Fantasticks. Yeah, the show where I was thoroughly embarrassed by my callback singing. They could hear that one of the notes was out of my range--they all flinched! Yet they had me do it again and go even higher? Talk about humiliations galore! Particularly since Josh was there, and he hates me for some reason unbeknownst to myself. If I'm going to be awful, I'd prefer to do it within a group of people who I know are supporting me, thank you! I hope it'll be good. I've been getting daily reports from Ann, who is the Assistant Director of it (along with Stephanie).
We had rehearsal tonight and went over "The Mob Song," "Belle," and the finale. We blocked most of "The Mob Song." I think it'll be a fun number, particularly since it is so different from any other number in the show. Actually, none of them are really the same. In "Belle," I gossip about everyone (particularly Belle). In "Be Our Guest," I am an overly cheerful table (they announced it wrong when they said we were napkins). In "Gaston," I get to be a drunk wench. We've not gone over "The Battle" yet, but I'm in that and eager to see what I do. Anyway, I've decided that it would be a blast to do the whole "Mob Song" while brandishing a wooden spoon with cake batter on it. I hope they'll let me! I don't know. Gina and Stephanie A. tend to just laugh at me when I suggest things like this. Actually, tonight Gina was laughing at me a lot, so I guess I amuse our British choreographer. Since she makes me laugh a lot, it's nice to know that there's a mutual amusement being shared.
Oooh! And the best part of rehearsal? After it was over! We had to be in a different room, the one near Stephanie A.'s office. We were by all the various posters and collages of the shows WNMTC has put on. I found the poster of their 1997 production of The Wizard of Oz, and found my wonderful cousin Kelsey! I showed Chris after (along with Hana's picture, since she was in it, too, and had showed me earlier) once we were dismissed. Stephanie A. announced that we could go to see the Nevada Opera put on their final dress rehearsal for The Merry Widow next Wednesday for free! Woo-hoo! Chris and I got Stephanie to put us down as very interested. Operas are great, especially when all you're paying for is the gas to Reno, and food if you get it! ;)
The title, you can probably guess, comes from the song "Summer Loving" from the ever popular, ever fluff musical Grease. I realized that next month, I'll have been blogging a year. And, while I didn't necessarily start with my musical lyrics as titles, it soon became a common practice. The best part? I've not yet repeated any! Some lyrics come from the same songs, but never the same set of lyrics. I don't know whether to be proud, or to be analyzed for this quirk.
March 08, 2005
Oh the things you can think!
Understandably, I did just write an entry yesterday, but so many things have been said since that I feel compelled to share them with anyone and everyone. All student related, of course. My life without students would certainly be more bland than it is at present, that's all I have to say!
1) Yesterday, I got my second marriage proposal of my life. The first one I got was when I was 16, from Andrew Dickenson--a10 year old I was in shows with. I said yes to him, because he gave me a hatful of money (if anyone wants the explanation, I'd be happy to share, but it is quite irrelevant beyond this point of my story). Anyway, yesterday, the 7th graders came in. Andrew said, "Ms. Brown? Have I told you today that I love you?"
"Why, no Andrew, you haven't. Thank you."
"Ms. Brown, I think we should get married. Will you marry me?"
"No, I don't think so."
"But I think we'd be great together!"
"I disagree. Sorry."
2) Students answers on their Bible tests from last Friday. We're currently studying chapter 14, the second part of chapter 13; all about Sampson. Last week it was about his being a Nazarite, his strength, and his first engagement to a Philistine. This week is Delilah. Anyway, I was grading Bible tests today and died laughing several times. Here are some examples:
Question: How was Sampson's birth announced?
Student Answer: Through an intercom?
Question: What was unique about this announcement?
Student Answer: Intercoms hadn't been invented yet.
Question: What can we learn from this chapter?
Student Answers (I've put in my three favorites): Don't ever trust girls. Don't believe your fiancee. Never marry a Philistine.
3) Ann just finished teaching Much Ado About Nothing to the the 8th graders. On one of her quizzes, she recently put on the question: "What was Dogberry's first question?" One of our students put, "Wazzup?" He's going to be a professor of English Literature, with his emphasis being Shakespeare, I just know it!
The title of today's post comes from a song of the same title from Suessical the Musical. I've not seen it, but the music I've heard is adorable.
1) Yesterday, I got my second marriage proposal of my life. The first one I got was when I was 16, from Andrew Dickenson--a10 year old I was in shows with. I said yes to him, because he gave me a hatful of money (if anyone wants the explanation, I'd be happy to share, but it is quite irrelevant beyond this point of my story). Anyway, yesterday, the 7th graders came in. Andrew said, "Ms. Brown? Have I told you today that I love you?"
"Why, no Andrew, you haven't. Thank you."
"Ms. Brown, I think we should get married. Will you marry me?"
"No, I don't think so."
"But I think we'd be great together!"
"I disagree. Sorry."
2) Students answers on their Bible tests from last Friday. We're currently studying chapter 14, the second part of chapter 13; all about Sampson. Last week it was about his being a Nazarite, his strength, and his first engagement to a Philistine. This week is Delilah. Anyway, I was grading Bible tests today and died laughing several times. Here are some examples:
Question: How was Sampson's birth announced?
Student Answer: Through an intercom?
Question: What was unique about this announcement?
Student Answer: Intercoms hadn't been invented yet.
Question: What can we learn from this chapter?
Student Answers (I've put in my three favorites): Don't ever trust girls. Don't believe your fiancee. Never marry a Philistine.
3) Ann just finished teaching Much Ado About Nothing to the the 8th graders. On one of her quizzes, she recently put on the question: "What was Dogberry's first question?" One of our students put, "Wazzup?" He's going to be a professor of English Literature, with his emphasis being Shakespeare, I just know it!
The title of today's post comes from a song of the same title from Suessical the Musical. I've not seen it, but the music I've heard is adorable.
March 07, 2005
A Mouthful of Cheer!
So, yesterday I saw South Lake Tahoe High School's production of Noises Off. I loved it! This show is one of my absolute favorite comedies. I'm sure many people could say so, but if you've done any theatre at all (or are as obsessed with it as I), it is about 1,000x more hysterical. I saw it first while in high school. The Picketwire Players in La Junta (one of the local community theatre groups) put it on, and we knew several cast members. My entire family saw it, and could not stop laughing! We talked to T.V. Hagenah (who played Selsdon in that show) and he mentioned something about the movie. That weekend we rented it, and laughed all over again. It had a good cast: Carol Burnett, John Ritter, Michael Caine, Christopher Reeves, Marilu Henner to name a few. Anyway, in London, Devon and I were going to see it. We agreed to see it after one weekend when she traveled. I was poring over my theatre guide, and learned of a travesty--the show was closing that weekend!!!!! I took myself down, bought a student ticket for the night before they closed. It was amazing.
So, SLTHS did a fine job, and Drake built an amazing set! Bubba was great as Freddy. Josh played a great Tim. I talked to him afterwards, only to learn he'd taken over the part on Sunday! Bri was the stage manager (which has got to be crazy with this show) and the assistant director to Nanette. Oh, I loved it. And the set was great--revolving between acts with the help of many cast and techies. Good times.
After, Chris and I decided to get something to eat. The weird guy has gone back to his vegetarian state, after a little stint with poultry. Go figure. Anyway, he used to live in Tahoe, and apparently discovered a great Vegetarian Resturant there. We went; it was literally called the Sprouts Cafe! Oh my. I ordered a Hummus Melt--which was AWESOME!!!!!!!!!! I think I'll have to make these on occasion to please my already spoiled taste buds. It was a bagel, lots of hummus, avacado, red and green onions, jack cheese with a little bit of pepper on top--heated up. MMMM. I couldn't finish it there, so I brought the second half home. I heated it up for lunch today, and bragged of my delicious lunch to everyone I found, which ranged from Mr. Libby to one of my students making up her test for me. I'm certain everyone else was immensly jealous of my great meal. If Jen Hill or Kara ever come out, I'll have to take them there for a meal, knowing their obsession with hummus. They used to make up impromptu songs about how amazing hummus is. They actually introduced me to it, which I have been grateful for since! I may like meat too much to become a vegetarian, but things like that are certainly a credit to vegetarians!
The title comes from the musical and movie Chitty Chitty Bang Bang from the song "Toot Sweet." Charming film, and show. Fun number. The hummus melt filled my mouth with cheer.
So, SLTHS did a fine job, and Drake built an amazing set! Bubba was great as Freddy. Josh played a great Tim. I talked to him afterwards, only to learn he'd taken over the part on Sunday! Bri was the stage manager (which has got to be crazy with this show) and the assistant director to Nanette. Oh, I loved it. And the set was great--revolving between acts with the help of many cast and techies. Good times.
After, Chris and I decided to get something to eat. The weird guy has gone back to his vegetarian state, after a little stint with poultry. Go figure. Anyway, he used to live in Tahoe, and apparently discovered a great Vegetarian Resturant there. We went; it was literally called the Sprouts Cafe! Oh my. I ordered a Hummus Melt--which was AWESOME!!!!!!!!!! I think I'll have to make these on occasion to please my already spoiled taste buds. It was a bagel, lots of hummus, avacado, red and green onions, jack cheese with a little bit of pepper on top--heated up. MMMM. I couldn't finish it there, so I brought the second half home. I heated it up for lunch today, and bragged of my delicious lunch to everyone I found, which ranged from Mr. Libby to one of my students making up her test for me. I'm certain everyone else was immensly jealous of my great meal. If Jen Hill or Kara ever come out, I'll have to take them there for a meal, knowing their obsession with hummus. They used to make up impromptu songs about how amazing hummus is. They actually introduced me to it, which I have been grateful for since! I may like meat too much to become a vegetarian, but things like that are certainly a credit to vegetarians!
The title comes from the musical and movie Chitty Chitty Bang Bang from the song "Toot Sweet." Charming film, and show. Fun number. The hummus melt filled my mouth with cheer.
March 02, 2005
When the dawn comes, tonight will be a memory too, and a new day will begin
This post is dedicated to my sister Jessica. Jessica, Jessica, Jessica. She is the sister who is the hardest for me to get along with (and, consequently, the hardest person I've ever known for me to get along with). She is married, and has two daughters. She lives in the Denver area (can't seem to leave Colorado). And today, today she is 23. How time does fly.
She is actually the very first memory I have, that I know of. I had been 2 years old for 10 days when she was born. I believe she was brought home soon after her birth. I remember looking out of the window of our mobile home (I lived in it until the age 4 1/2), and seeing my parents climb the stairs with a bundle of blankets in my mom's arms. My Grandma Brown leaned down to me and said, "That's your sister Jessica Dawn." I remember that both sets of my grandparents were there, taking care of me, which of course made me feel like the luckiest girl in the world! That image is so clear in my mind that once my mom and I had a dispute about it. I recalled the memory, and she said, "Grandma Brown wasn't there!"
"Yes she was!"
"My parents were there, but not the Browns."
"Yes they were."
"Hmmm . . . you know, now that I think about it, they were."
So, Happy Birthday sister o'mine. I don't think she reads my blog, but I've got to cover my bases, right?
In other news, Carson City is getting a whiff of spring lately. HUZZAH!!!!!!!!!! I cannot wait until it's the full blown impact of spring. Up until last Friday, it's been bitter cold. There wasn't even the slightest hint of sunlight for about a full two weeks. Slowly, and surely, I'm seeing the spring take over. Grass is looking a tad bit greener. Sunshine is prevailing (when it isn't raining; infinitely preferable to the snow imho). In the late morning until the early evening, I can take a jacket or leave it! After Charlie Brown on Saturday, both Chris and I turned to get our coats after we stood, and were pleased to see them missing--because we hadn't brought them!
If you cannot tell, spring is my favorite of all seasons. I love the renewal of color and warmth that hits. I love all the energy that fills me up and makes me want to go on bike rides, or jump rope, or take long walks, or . . . I love how instantly the entire world seems to be a better place and everyone seems to be in a better mood. I watch the grass for the moment when it goes to a complete, thorough, emerald green--and I always miss it! The brilliance of the green when I first notice it always shocks me as it thrills me. I long for the moment when I feel like wearing my summery/spring dresses to work again, along with my open toed shoes. I find myself walking with a lighter step and suppressing the urge to break into song less in the springtime. I think some of the magic of the spring is that it comes directly after winter. I'm always ready for spring about November or so. The patience I must endure makes the spring even more of a miraculous occurence.
So, the title is for Jessica. It's from the song "Memory" from CATS. I really can't stand that musical, but it is her favorite, and this is her favorite song from it (possibly even her favorite song, period). I will set aside my loathing of the show for my sister on her birthday. Happy Birthday, Jess! I love you!
She is actually the very first memory I have, that I know of. I had been 2 years old for 10 days when she was born. I believe she was brought home soon after her birth. I remember looking out of the window of our mobile home (I lived in it until the age 4 1/2), and seeing my parents climb the stairs with a bundle of blankets in my mom's arms. My Grandma Brown leaned down to me and said, "That's your sister Jessica Dawn." I remember that both sets of my grandparents were there, taking care of me, which of course made me feel like the luckiest girl in the world! That image is so clear in my mind that once my mom and I had a dispute about it. I recalled the memory, and she said, "Grandma Brown wasn't there!"
"Yes she was!"
"My parents were there, but not the Browns."
"Yes they were."
"Hmmm . . . you know, now that I think about it, they were."
So, Happy Birthday sister o'mine. I don't think she reads my blog, but I've got to cover my bases, right?
In other news, Carson City is getting a whiff of spring lately. HUZZAH!!!!!!!!!! I cannot wait until it's the full blown impact of spring. Up until last Friday, it's been bitter cold. There wasn't even the slightest hint of sunlight for about a full two weeks. Slowly, and surely, I'm seeing the spring take over. Grass is looking a tad bit greener. Sunshine is prevailing (when it isn't raining; infinitely preferable to the snow imho). In the late morning until the early evening, I can take a jacket or leave it! After Charlie Brown on Saturday, both Chris and I turned to get our coats after we stood, and were pleased to see them missing--because we hadn't brought them!
If you cannot tell, spring is my favorite of all seasons. I love the renewal of color and warmth that hits. I love all the energy that fills me up and makes me want to go on bike rides, or jump rope, or take long walks, or . . . I love how instantly the entire world seems to be a better place and everyone seems to be in a better mood. I watch the grass for the moment when it goes to a complete, thorough, emerald green--and I always miss it! The brilliance of the green when I first notice it always shocks me as it thrills me. I long for the moment when I feel like wearing my summery/spring dresses to work again, along with my open toed shoes. I find myself walking with a lighter step and suppressing the urge to break into song less in the springtime. I think some of the magic of the spring is that it comes directly after winter. I'm always ready for spring about November or so. The patience I must endure makes the spring even more of a miraculous occurence.
So, the title is for Jessica. It's from the song "Memory" from CATS. I really can't stand that musical, but it is her favorite, and this is her favorite song from it (possibly even her favorite song, period). I will set aside my loathing of the show for my sister on her birthday. Happy Birthday, Jess! I love you!
February 26, 2005
Mama I'm a Big Girl Now!
It's got to be tough to be a mother. Constantly worrying about your child. Trying to protect them from physical, emotional, and mental harm from any source. Hoping they'll live up to their potential and not be lazy bums. All sorts of tough stuff comes with the job description of mother. The closest I've come to this occupation is one of aunt; though baby-sitter and teacher take on some of these obligations as well.
I love my mother, I really do. She's a strong woman, who encouraged me to be strong (and not in the way Leoney teased about what it is to be a strong woman: those who go around breaking hearts and causing destruction to anything or anyone in her way). She is a gifted seamstress, musician, cook, etc. She really can blow my mind at her immense talent in so many areas. Is my mother perfect? Sadly, no. But really, I know how incredibly lucky I am to have the mother I have. She loves me unconditionally. She encourages me to try new things, take risks, strive for my dreams. She believes in me. She'll take the time to listen to me. More importantly, she's willing to talk to me with blunt honesty. I can count on her support always. I am more fortunate than many people, and I am fully aware of this. Perhaps I take it for granted, because these are things I have always experienced, but I cherish my mother.
Putting these things aside, I find that it can be hard for the two of us to reach a place where I can feel like an adult sometimes. I always figured that there was some point when parents sort of "let you go." Not literally. I knew you could count on them for wisdom that life teaches, and such. No, I guess I figured that when I was out on my own, my parents would be less inclined to take an active "parental" role in my life (if this makes any sense). Telling me what is best for me when I'm not asking and such.
Last night at rehearsal for "Be Our Guest," I was having a ball with the other serving maids/tables. We were joking a lot. Anyway, we have to either shuffle or cross our left legs over our right legs in order to move as a table. It's funny. As we were practicing an entrance for the number, I had been crossing as usual. All of a sudden, I felt a searing, excrutiating pain in my left foot's big toe. It was completely awful! I felt as it I'd been poked by a particularly sharp object or something. I flexed my toe, stood on the side of my foot, anything to take some of the pain away without interrupting poor Gina (with 60 people in this number, I don't want to be the one who made it harder on her than it had to be!). It subsided a bit, and I continued on my way.
Today, I sort of recalled this pain from last night. I put in my contacts and checked it out. I had a couple of red spots on the side of my toe, swelling, and a hideous purple and yellow bruise spreading over the side of my toe onto the top of it. Not so pretty. Knowing that tonight was church, I figured I could show mom and get her diagnosis, since she had studied to be a nurse her first 2 1/2 years of college before changing her major.
I had a bit of an adventure, while helping to finish the yearbook at home. Jeanne and I are hoping to put the finishing touches on it this weekend. We had to evacuate our apartment for at least a good hour because of toxic fumes from the blending of the Draino in the sink from last night and whatever our landlord put in this morning (loooooooooonnnnnnnnng story). After we got in, we worked for a bit before I had to leave for the production of You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown that the CHS show choir is putting on for a fundraiser, with Chris. BTW, the show was adorable. There were some disappointing aspects, but all in all, a wonderful show. I am a little biased, though! :) After this and some dinner, I worked a bit more, then headed to church.
My mom saw my toe. "I think it's broken!" was her response. Great. I'm not even 25 for a week, and have broken my first bone. I'm sure it's all downhill from here! As she's exclaiming this in the bathroom, and drawing a crowd, Susie Cornell (church secretary) walks in. "Susie, come look at Lynette's toe! Do you think it's broken?" "Possibly. After church, we'll get a nurse to look at it. Shirley's here." "Okay. Now, Lynette, be reeaaally careful when you walk on that foot." "I know, mom. But I really don't feel too much pain anymore." "Don't worry, Shirley will look at it. Susie will point her out to us, since we don't know her, and she'll be able to tell us the diagnosis." "Okay, mom. I know."
After church, my mom had me show Aunt Laurie the toe. "See, it's swelling. I don't think it's a bite. You'll have to tape it. Don't wear open toe shoes, or heels. Always be protective of that toe. Do you think it's broken, Laurie? I think it's broken. Do you know if there's something she could take on and off the toe, like a splint? They have them for fingers, now. Yeah, it's probably broken. This doesn't look good, Lynette. It's pretty swollen. Why don't you take off your other shoe and sock, and we'll compare the swelling . . ." I truly don't think my mom drew a breath. She kept repeating this over and over and over. I put my sock and sneaker back on, and went to socialize with people again.
Soon, Susie Cornell came with Shirley, and my mom in tow. I had to remove the shoe and sock for the third time in 1 1/2 hours. As she's looking over my toe, and asking me if I'm in pain as she touches my foot, bend my toe, etc., my mom jumps into her spiel for the second time. However, this time, I've got another crowd, half commenting on how painful this looks, and the other commenting on the fact that I (apparently) have cute feet. Yes, it was somewhat surreal.
The diagnosis? We don't know what happened, but it's not broken. My mom grilled poor Shirley about my toe, all the while throwing out advice to me. Wow.
I have long known that I can do absolutely nothing in a normal way, but this just further proves this theory. If you'd like to debate it, I can offer a plethora of evidence to support my scientific theory. Go ahead, try me! It may not always be fun, but at least I get good stories out of them. Funny, funny, funny.
So, this song (with the same title) is from Hairspray. Sometimes, I wonder if my mom can really comprehend that I am, in fact, over the age of 10. Sigh. It must be hard to be a mom.
I love my mother, I really do. She's a strong woman, who encouraged me to be strong (and not in the way Leoney teased about what it is to be a strong woman: those who go around breaking hearts and causing destruction to anything or anyone in her way). She is a gifted seamstress, musician, cook, etc. She really can blow my mind at her immense talent in so many areas. Is my mother perfect? Sadly, no. But really, I know how incredibly lucky I am to have the mother I have. She loves me unconditionally. She encourages me to try new things, take risks, strive for my dreams. She believes in me. She'll take the time to listen to me. More importantly, she's willing to talk to me with blunt honesty. I can count on her support always. I am more fortunate than many people, and I am fully aware of this. Perhaps I take it for granted, because these are things I have always experienced, but I cherish my mother.
Putting these things aside, I find that it can be hard for the two of us to reach a place where I can feel like an adult sometimes. I always figured that there was some point when parents sort of "let you go." Not literally. I knew you could count on them for wisdom that life teaches, and such. No, I guess I figured that when I was out on my own, my parents would be less inclined to take an active "parental" role in my life (if this makes any sense). Telling me what is best for me when I'm not asking and such.
Last night at rehearsal for "Be Our Guest," I was having a ball with the other serving maids/tables. We were joking a lot. Anyway, we have to either shuffle or cross our left legs over our right legs in order to move as a table. It's funny. As we were practicing an entrance for the number, I had been crossing as usual. All of a sudden, I felt a searing, excrutiating pain in my left foot's big toe. It was completely awful! I felt as it I'd been poked by a particularly sharp object or something. I flexed my toe, stood on the side of my foot, anything to take some of the pain away without interrupting poor Gina (with 60 people in this number, I don't want to be the one who made it harder on her than it had to be!). It subsided a bit, and I continued on my way.
Today, I sort of recalled this pain from last night. I put in my contacts and checked it out. I had a couple of red spots on the side of my toe, swelling, and a hideous purple and yellow bruise spreading over the side of my toe onto the top of it. Not so pretty. Knowing that tonight was church, I figured I could show mom and get her diagnosis, since she had studied to be a nurse her first 2 1/2 years of college before changing her major.
I had a bit of an adventure, while helping to finish the yearbook at home. Jeanne and I are hoping to put the finishing touches on it this weekend. We had to evacuate our apartment for at least a good hour because of toxic fumes from the blending of the Draino in the sink from last night and whatever our landlord put in this morning (loooooooooonnnnnnnnng story). After we got in, we worked for a bit before I had to leave for the production of You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown that the CHS show choir is putting on for a fundraiser, with Chris. BTW, the show was adorable. There were some disappointing aspects, but all in all, a wonderful show. I am a little biased, though! :) After this and some dinner, I worked a bit more, then headed to church.
My mom saw my toe. "I think it's broken!" was her response. Great. I'm not even 25 for a week, and have broken my first bone. I'm sure it's all downhill from here! As she's exclaiming this in the bathroom, and drawing a crowd, Susie Cornell (church secretary) walks in. "Susie, come look at Lynette's toe! Do you think it's broken?" "Possibly. After church, we'll get a nurse to look at it. Shirley's here." "Okay. Now, Lynette, be reeaaally careful when you walk on that foot." "I know, mom. But I really don't feel too much pain anymore." "Don't worry, Shirley will look at it. Susie will point her out to us, since we don't know her, and she'll be able to tell us the diagnosis." "Okay, mom. I know."
After church, my mom had me show Aunt Laurie the toe. "See, it's swelling. I don't think it's a bite. You'll have to tape it. Don't wear open toe shoes, or heels. Always be protective of that toe. Do you think it's broken, Laurie? I think it's broken. Do you know if there's something she could take on and off the toe, like a splint? They have them for fingers, now. Yeah, it's probably broken. This doesn't look good, Lynette. It's pretty swollen. Why don't you take off your other shoe and sock, and we'll compare the swelling . . ." I truly don't think my mom drew a breath. She kept repeating this over and over and over. I put my sock and sneaker back on, and went to socialize with people again.
Soon, Susie Cornell came with Shirley, and my mom in tow. I had to remove the shoe and sock for the third time in 1 1/2 hours. As she's looking over my toe, and asking me if I'm in pain as she touches my foot, bend my toe, etc., my mom jumps into her spiel for the second time. However, this time, I've got another crowd, half commenting on how painful this looks, and the other commenting on the fact that I (apparently) have cute feet. Yes, it was somewhat surreal.
The diagnosis? We don't know what happened, but it's not broken. My mom grilled poor Shirley about my toe, all the while throwing out advice to me. Wow.
I have long known that I can do absolutely nothing in a normal way, but this just further proves this theory. If you'd like to debate it, I can offer a plethora of evidence to support my scientific theory. Go ahead, try me! It may not always be fun, but at least I get good stories out of them. Funny, funny, funny.
So, this song (with the same title) is from Hairspray. Sometimes, I wonder if my mom can really comprehend that I am, in fact, over the age of 10. Sigh. It must be hard to be a mom.
February 22, 2005
A day of harmony! A day of music! Beethoven's Birthday!
I came, I saw, I conquered. I suppose you could say I am a success. I survived my birthday with no severe blows to the head or concussions. And I saw the end of my birthday curse since 1997. This birthday turned out to be just fine. HUZZAH!!!!!!!!!!!! Every birthday from 1997-2004 had something happen which proved to taint the rest of the day; which birthdays clearly should not have happen! I think I do believe in the legend of 7 years of bad luck when you break a mirror. I obviously broke a mirror as a novice 17 year old, and the bad luck only falls on the day of the damage. How silly of me to do so on my birthday! :)
To give an accurate account of my birthday, I must start with Saturday night. I saw Lone Star and Laundry and Bourban at the BAC with Stephanie and Shana. I knew three of the six performers: Chris, Andy, and Amy. They all did a good job, I felt. Jeff directed, and overall I like it, so he did a good job as well. After the play, I went to The Nugget (blech) with Chris, Leoney, Rick, Kelly, and Elizabeth (who I met that evening). They not only sang to me once the time had reached around midnight, but they got the waiters to sing to me (and bring me a free sherbet) after; and the five of them sang again! It always embarasses me to get sung to.
For the actual day, I ended up going to see the play Amadeus at the Bruka Theatre in Reno with my parents, Nina, Chris, and Stephanie. It was done well, overall. The man playing Solieri had talent, to be sure, but was a little over the top at times. However, since he says at least a good 65% of the script, that may have added to this opinion being formed. I really liked the guy who played Mozart, though. I actually want to see the movie again, now. Anyway, after we saw this, Janina had to provide a meat platter for her friends' birthday party, so she ditched us! The rest of us went to dinner at P.F. Chang's. Neither Chris or Stephanie had been there before, and claimed to enjoy the food. Yeah! After that Chris, Stephanie and I went to my apartment to play a lively game of Phase 10 before they insisted on singing "Happy Birthday" at 11:59 p.m.
So, I had myself a pleasant birthday. No fiascos. No sitting around and feeling sorry for myself. I was sad that the other people I invited couldn't be there, but it's fine. I would infinitely prefer a smaller party to a bigger one on almost any given occasion! And one of the best parts? I didn't have to go to work yesterday!
Happy birthday to the memory of George Washington today!
The title comes from the song "Beethoven's Birthday" from the 1999 revival of You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown. Very cute number, btw. I figured since it mentions both BIRTHDAY and a CLASSICAL MUSIC COMPOSER, the appropriateness of such a title would be apparent. I have a lot of nostalgic memories connected with this show, since it was the first "big" show I ever did at the impressionable age of 13. Granted, I was "bitten by the bug" when I was 6, and I've been in plays since I was 3, but it was the first thing outside of church and school my parents let me do. And I loved it.
To give an accurate account of my birthday, I must start with Saturday night. I saw Lone Star and Laundry and Bourban at the BAC with Stephanie and Shana. I knew three of the six performers: Chris, Andy, and Amy. They all did a good job, I felt. Jeff directed, and overall I like it, so he did a good job as well. After the play, I went to The Nugget (blech) with Chris, Leoney, Rick, Kelly, and Elizabeth (who I met that evening). They not only sang to me once the time had reached around midnight, but they got the waiters to sing to me (and bring me a free sherbet) after; and the five of them sang again! It always embarasses me to get sung to.
For the actual day, I ended up going to see the play Amadeus at the Bruka Theatre in Reno with my parents, Nina, Chris, and Stephanie. It was done well, overall. The man playing Solieri had talent, to be sure, but was a little over the top at times. However, since he says at least a good 65% of the script, that may have added to this opinion being formed. I really liked the guy who played Mozart, though. I actually want to see the movie again, now. Anyway, after we saw this, Janina had to provide a meat platter for her friends' birthday party, so she ditched us! The rest of us went to dinner at P.F. Chang's. Neither Chris or Stephanie had been there before, and claimed to enjoy the food. Yeah! After that Chris, Stephanie and I went to my apartment to play a lively game of Phase 10 before they insisted on singing "Happy Birthday" at 11:59 p.m.
So, I had myself a pleasant birthday. No fiascos. No sitting around and feeling sorry for myself. I was sad that the other people I invited couldn't be there, but it's fine. I would infinitely prefer a smaller party to a bigger one on almost any given occasion! And one of the best parts? I didn't have to go to work yesterday!
Happy birthday to the memory of George Washington today!
The title comes from the song "Beethoven's Birthday" from the 1999 revival of You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown. Very cute number, btw. I figured since it mentions both BIRTHDAY and a CLASSICAL MUSIC COMPOSER, the appropriateness of such a title would be apparent. I have a lot of nostalgic memories connected with this show, since it was the first "big" show I ever did at the impressionable age of 13. Granted, I was "bitten by the bug" when I was 6, and I've been in plays since I was 3, but it was the first thing outside of church and school my parents let me do. And I loved it.
February 17, 2005
Many a lassie as everyone knows'll try to be married before twenty-five
This will be it. My final posting like this. No more will I do this. It is finished.
The next time I post, I shall be a quarter of a century old. Ugh. The thought makes me cringe. I will be 25--25 years old!!!!!!!!!! Sunday is D-day. I was jokingly asking my friends here in Carson to knock me out on the 19th, so I could be in a coma on the 20th, and when I woke up, I'd be 25 already. They laughed at this proposal, not necessarily realizing that the joke was only a half of one.
Let's see . . . by 25, I guess as a kid, I expected to be married and such. After all, by the time my parents were my age, I was alive and bringing the joy that only a firstborn can do. :) Back in the days when I'm certain that my perfections were numerous, and they doubted I'd be anything but an angel for the duration of my life. How right they were . . .
So, I've composed a list to help me feel less trepidation at the approaching milestone age (The next birthday I'm looking forward to is whatever one comes after menopause for obvious reasons. Hey, anyone else think it's weird that the word MEN is in that word?). This list contains 25 good reasons why I like being me and this age. One for each year, I guess.
1) I'll be able to legally rent a car in any state.
2) I've traveled to Europe twice.
3) I've actually said hello to a real, live queen--after she greeted me first!
4) I have a great family.
5) I have wonderful friends whom anyone would be pleased to claim as their own.
6) To quote Devon and something that just stuck with me, "Don't you think it's a credit to us that we're the sort of people who know now that there is no possible way we can do everything we want to do in life?"
7) My life is always adventuresome to some extent.
8) I am at least moderately intelligent.
9) I can almost always find the humor in a situation, and enjoy laughing at it.
10) I thrive on my independence.
11) I tend to be pretty healthy.
12) I enjoy having fun, and can find a way to do it.
13) I am able to get along with all people of all ages.
14) I have taken advantage of many unique opportunities, and they just keep coming!
15) I have been told that I look good in my three favorite colors: purple, yellow, and dark green.
16) I can always find a way to entertain myself, and I honestly cannot recall the last time
I was bored.
17) I have earned respect in many different fields and from many different people.
18) I am able to do many of the things I love (i.e. theatre, reading good literature, travel).
19) I have a good education under my belt.
20) I do not have to use Cliff's Notes to understand Shakespeare, Austen, etc.
21) I am pretty comfortable with who I am.
22) I know I'm taken care of--God has shown me over and over how He provides for me.
23) I tend to be fairly articulate, and have a good ability to convey what I mean when I speak.
24) I think that overall, I am well liked (though there are exceptions to this one).
25) It's 368 days until I turn 26!
I got the title from the song "Waitin' For My Dearie," once again, from Brigadoon. I just wanted to use it, because it talked about people before they hit 25. I am not really worried about the marriage thing. If it happens, it happens. If not, well, that's okay. Stephanie A. and Gina talked to me about it a bit last week at rehearsal. I told them how strange it feels to me that my parents were married and I was alive at this point in their lives. Stephanie kept saying, "Well, 25 isn't what it used to be. People are waiting longer, and that's fine!" Gina kept saying, "Better to be 25 and single, than 25 and in a bad marriage, Lynette." When I mentioned that I like being single, Stephanie said, "Maria [her daughter] says that, too. She doesn't mean it either." Sigh.
The next time I post, I shall be a quarter of a century old. Ugh. The thought makes me cringe. I will be 25--25 years old!!!!!!!!!! Sunday is D-day. I was jokingly asking my friends here in Carson to knock me out on the 19th, so I could be in a coma on the 20th, and when I woke up, I'd be 25 already. They laughed at this proposal, not necessarily realizing that the joke was only a half of one.
Let's see . . . by 25, I guess as a kid, I expected to be married and such. After all, by the time my parents were my age, I was alive and bringing the joy that only a firstborn can do. :) Back in the days when I'm certain that my perfections were numerous, and they doubted I'd be anything but an angel for the duration of my life. How right they were . . .
So, I've composed a list to help me feel less trepidation at the approaching milestone age (The next birthday I'm looking forward to is whatever one comes after menopause for obvious reasons. Hey, anyone else think it's weird that the word MEN is in that word?). This list contains 25 good reasons why I like being me and this age. One for each year, I guess.
1) I'll be able to legally rent a car in any state.
2) I've traveled to Europe twice.
3) I've actually said hello to a real, live queen--after she greeted me first!
4) I have a great family.
5) I have wonderful friends whom anyone would be pleased to claim as their own.
6) To quote Devon and something that just stuck with me, "Don't you think it's a credit to us that we're the sort of people who know now that there is no possible way we can do everything we want to do in life?"
7) My life is always adventuresome to some extent.
8) I am at least moderately intelligent.
9) I can almost always find the humor in a situation, and enjoy laughing at it.
10) I thrive on my independence.
11) I tend to be pretty healthy.
12) I enjoy having fun, and can find a way to do it.
13) I am able to get along with all people of all ages.
14) I have taken advantage of many unique opportunities, and they just keep coming!
15) I have been told that I look good in my three favorite colors: purple, yellow, and dark green.
16) I can always find a way to entertain myself, and I honestly cannot recall the last time
I was bored.
17) I have earned respect in many different fields and from many different people.
18) I am able to do many of the things I love (i.e. theatre, reading good literature, travel).
19) I have a good education under my belt.
20) I do not have to use Cliff's Notes to understand Shakespeare, Austen, etc.
21) I am pretty comfortable with who I am.
22) I know I'm taken care of--God has shown me over and over how He provides for me.
23) I tend to be fairly articulate, and have a good ability to convey what I mean when I speak.
24) I think that overall, I am well liked (though there are exceptions to this one).
25) It's 368 days until I turn 26!
I got the title from the song "Waitin' For My Dearie," once again, from Brigadoon. I just wanted to use it, because it talked about people before they hit 25. I am not really worried about the marriage thing. If it happens, it happens. If not, well, that's okay. Stephanie A. and Gina talked to me about it a bit last week at rehearsal. I told them how strange it feels to me that my parents were married and I was alive at this point in their lives. Stephanie kept saying, "Well, 25 isn't what it used to be. People are waiting longer, and that's fine!" Gina kept saying, "Better to be 25 and single, than 25 and in a bad marriage, Lynette." When I mentioned that I like being single, Stephanie said, "Maria [her daughter] says that, too. She doesn't mean it either." Sigh.
February 14, 2005
If Mama Were Married
So, I made it back to Nevada, safe and sound. The whole trip took about 40 hours. In that time, I drove to L.A., went to the wedding, played with my nieces and cousins, went to Downtown Disney, drove back from L.A., and became exceedingly tired. Boy am I glad I took a personal day today!
The wedding was great. It was on a boat, and I'd say that there were probably 50-60 guests. Very few friends, and tons of family. It was lovely. I got to sit down and have real talks with the Beardslees who were there, Rachel, Charlie, and particularly Aimee (I think we talked for a good 45 minutes with no interruption. With the Beardslee cousins, this is a miraculous feat!). I was able to spend time with Halley. Unfortunately, Kelsey was very sick and couldn't come. :( I spent time with the little Smiths; Bradley, Katie, and Zach. I even got Bradley to dance! He is such a cute 16 year old! Leigha and I danced a lot. Her favorite dances were at the particular request of my aunt Denise: the Hokey Pokey, and the Chicken Dance! I love my aunt Denise!
We went to Downtown Disney, because I wanted to get Kristen's gift for our third annual "Anti-Valentine's Date." Since I have rehearsal tonight, I couldn't do it this evening, so we're doing it this afternoon. Yeah! My parents took Leigha, Jess, Jason, and Brianna to Disneyland. We'd had two cars, Janina's and my parents. Yesterday when Jason, Leigha, Nina and myself went to D.D., the others had to go to the grocery store for food for Bri. Leigha was going nuts, because she was smart enough to figure out the "Big Surprise" (Disneyland) before we even left the hotel. She wanted to go inside, and ride Peter Pan, and meet all the characters asap. Since we had to wait for the rest of the group before she could (and before Nina and I could leave for NV, since we had to exchange some stuff), she was very antsy. I played with her, and all she wanted to do was to dance the Hokey Pokey again. But, the kid wouldn't do it, unless I did it with her!!! So, in the middle of Downtown Disney, Leigha and I sang and danced the Hokey Pokey. Certainly not something I'd pictured doing there.
Janina got her license last summer, and didn't feel up to the challenge of driving. So, I drove all the way to L.A., all the way back, and then to her dorm at UNR. I was sooooooooooooo tired, but I figured if I drove her to UNR, I wouldn't fall asleep. If I'd fallen asleep, the trip back would have been worse. As it was, I had a very hard time keeping awake and alert for much of the trip. Friday, after rehearsal, I'd gone out with Chris, Andy, and Amy. I got to Dayton (spending the night at my parents') very late, and couldn't sleep for about an hour until I got up and added another blanket. So, I got about 3-3 1/2 hours of sleep prior to driving to Southern CA. Not ideal, in the least! I crashed on Saturday night, and as soon as I got back to my parents house last night, I did the same. I feel much better now!
So, there was my little mini-break in a nutshell. Sound fun, no? The title of the post comes from a song with the same title (I like to do that, I've noticed) from Gypsy. Fun show, even if it is about stripteasers. I like it, anyway. Plus, there is some absolutely classic music in it. Good times. I chose the title to honor aunt Denise and my brand-spanking-new uncle Dan! Congratulations, you two. I wish you nothing but the best. Happy Valentine's Day, everyone!
The wedding was great. It was on a boat, and I'd say that there were probably 50-60 guests. Very few friends, and tons of family. It was lovely. I got to sit down and have real talks with the Beardslees who were there, Rachel, Charlie, and particularly Aimee (I think we talked for a good 45 minutes with no interruption. With the Beardslee cousins, this is a miraculous feat!). I was able to spend time with Halley. Unfortunately, Kelsey was very sick and couldn't come. :( I spent time with the little Smiths; Bradley, Katie, and Zach. I even got Bradley to dance! He is such a cute 16 year old! Leigha and I danced a lot. Her favorite dances were at the particular request of my aunt Denise: the Hokey Pokey, and the Chicken Dance! I love my aunt Denise!
We went to Downtown Disney, because I wanted to get Kristen's gift for our third annual "Anti-Valentine's Date." Since I have rehearsal tonight, I couldn't do it this evening, so we're doing it this afternoon. Yeah! My parents took Leigha, Jess, Jason, and Brianna to Disneyland. We'd had two cars, Janina's and my parents. Yesterday when Jason, Leigha, Nina and myself went to D.D., the others had to go to the grocery store for food for Bri. Leigha was going nuts, because she was smart enough to figure out the "Big Surprise" (Disneyland) before we even left the hotel. She wanted to go inside, and ride Peter Pan, and meet all the characters asap. Since we had to wait for the rest of the group before she could (and before Nina and I could leave for NV, since we had to exchange some stuff), she was very antsy. I played with her, and all she wanted to do was to dance the Hokey Pokey again. But, the kid wouldn't do it, unless I did it with her!!! So, in the middle of Downtown Disney, Leigha and I sang and danced the Hokey Pokey. Certainly not something I'd pictured doing there.
Janina got her license last summer, and didn't feel up to the challenge of driving. So, I drove all the way to L.A., all the way back, and then to her dorm at UNR. I was sooooooooooooo tired, but I figured if I drove her to UNR, I wouldn't fall asleep. If I'd fallen asleep, the trip back would have been worse. As it was, I had a very hard time keeping awake and alert for much of the trip. Friday, after rehearsal, I'd gone out with Chris, Andy, and Amy. I got to Dayton (spending the night at my parents') very late, and couldn't sleep for about an hour until I got up and added another blanket. So, I got about 3-3 1/2 hours of sleep prior to driving to Southern CA. Not ideal, in the least! I crashed on Saturday night, and as soon as I got back to my parents house last night, I did the same. I feel much better now!
So, there was my little mini-break in a nutshell. Sound fun, no? The title of the post comes from a song with the same title (I like to do that, I've noticed) from Gypsy. Fun show, even if it is about stripteasers. I like it, anyway. Plus, there is some absolutely classic music in it. Good times. I chose the title to honor aunt Denise and my brand-spanking-new uncle Dan! Congratulations, you two. I wish you nothing but the best. Happy Valentine's Day, everyone!
February 11, 2005
My bags are packed, I'm first in line!
Who knew it would really happen? I don't think I could ever fully believe that this happens to a human being. However, it has and I simply must accept this fact: I am a lean, mean, grading, mass producing study guide and literature test machine. Part human, part machine. Sigh. Haven't they been saying for years that all jobs will be taken care of by machines and computers? I don't know if I'd ever fully believed it until now.
I've also started to teach The Great Gatsby and Pride and Prejudice to some of my high school classes. Next week, I'm starting To Kill a Mockingbird with the other high school class. Yeah for great literature!!!!!!!!! Oh! My 11th/12th grade class has grown by one more; a BOY! Poor, poor token male (as we used to tease some of our fellow male English majors). Rumor has it that we'll get another guy next week! If this is the case, that class will have grown from 5 to 9 students in a matter of 4 weeks; literally one each week!!!! Crazy.
Today is a monumental day in my life, and I woke up assuming that it would be merely a busy day. I had to do high school grades, middle school grades, leave sub notes for Monday, create a packet for the 8th graders, get yearbook flyers out, etc., etc., etc. Yesterday, some of the 8th grade boys actually had the audacity to ask me to take over as their basketball coach (we're in the midst of a transition in that department). Shamelessly, I laughed at such an absurd request. On top of everything else I have going on, ME? COACH BASKETBALL? Yeah, cause that would be a way to improve the team somehow!
Anyway, back to the reason I will remember February 11, 2005. I had to return a DVD today, since I'm leaving early tomorrow for L.A. I headed to Hollywood Video, before realizing that the DVD was at home. Curses! I changed direction, and went a way I normally don't to get home. I still had to pack and take care of things at home prior to rehearsal. The video rental place is close to school, which is at south end of town. I live about the middle of town. Rehearsals are still at WNCC, at the north end! Now I have to go south, turn around, drive past my street to go to rehearsal. Sigh. Anyway, I was figuring out times and such while driving down Saliman. I GOT PULLED OVER!!!!!!! I have never gotten a real ticket in my life. The last time I was pulled over was in Rocky Ford, CO, summer 1998! And (though it was in front of a liquor store, and everyone I knew in Rocky Ford, Swink, and La Junta drove by and recognized me) that was only for a tail light being out. I was legitimately pulled over today. I thought I was in a 35, not really paying attention. I was doing 42 in a 25 mph. Oops. The cop was nice and knocked it off 5 miles, though. I had to search for the proof of insurance--which expires TODAY!!!!!!!! Needless to say, I was none too thrilled with myself. At least I didn't cry or anything.
So, I'm about to head off for my DVD rental detour to WNCC now. Sigh. To be 9 days away from 25 and receive one's first ticket. I suppose it probably had to happen at some point in life.
The title comes from my favorite song in Thoroughly Modern Millie, "Gimme Gimme." It's awesome for belting, power, etc. The quintessential 11 o'clock number, as they say in musical theatre. My bags are packed, for my trip. I'm excited, even though it will be insanely brief. Good times to be had.
I've also started to teach The Great Gatsby and Pride and Prejudice to some of my high school classes. Next week, I'm starting To Kill a Mockingbird with the other high school class. Yeah for great literature!!!!!!!!! Oh! My 11th/12th grade class has grown by one more; a BOY! Poor, poor token male (as we used to tease some of our fellow male English majors). Rumor has it that we'll get another guy next week! If this is the case, that class will have grown from 5 to 9 students in a matter of 4 weeks; literally one each week!!!! Crazy.
Today is a monumental day in my life, and I woke up assuming that it would be merely a busy day. I had to do high school grades, middle school grades, leave sub notes for Monday, create a packet for the 8th graders, get yearbook flyers out, etc., etc., etc. Yesterday, some of the 8th grade boys actually had the audacity to ask me to take over as their basketball coach (we're in the midst of a transition in that department). Shamelessly, I laughed at such an absurd request. On top of everything else I have going on, ME? COACH BASKETBALL? Yeah, cause that would be a way to improve the team somehow!
Anyway, back to the reason I will remember February 11, 2005. I had to return a DVD today, since I'm leaving early tomorrow for L.A. I headed to Hollywood Video, before realizing that the DVD was at home. Curses! I changed direction, and went a way I normally don't to get home. I still had to pack and take care of things at home prior to rehearsal. The video rental place is close to school, which is at south end of town. I live about the middle of town. Rehearsals are still at WNCC, at the north end! Now I have to go south, turn around, drive past my street to go to rehearsal. Sigh. Anyway, I was figuring out times and such while driving down Saliman. I GOT PULLED OVER!!!!!!! I have never gotten a real ticket in my life. The last time I was pulled over was in Rocky Ford, CO, summer 1998! And (though it was in front of a liquor store, and everyone I knew in Rocky Ford, Swink, and La Junta drove by and recognized me) that was only for a tail light being out. I was legitimately pulled over today. I thought I was in a 35, not really paying attention. I was doing 42 in a 25 mph. Oops. The cop was nice and knocked it off 5 miles, though. I had to search for the proof of insurance--which expires TODAY!!!!!!!! Needless to say, I was none too thrilled with myself. At least I didn't cry or anything.
So, I'm about to head off for my DVD rental detour to WNCC now. Sigh. To be 9 days away from 25 and receive one's first ticket. I suppose it probably had to happen at some point in life.
The title comes from my favorite song in Thoroughly Modern Millie, "Gimme Gimme." It's awesome for belting, power, etc. The quintessential 11 o'clock number, as they say in musical theatre. My bags are packed, for my trip. I'm excited, even though it will be insanely brief. Good times to be had.
February 05, 2005
Waitin' for her Dearie
This post is dedicated and about my wonderful Aunt Denise. I have adored her ever since I can remember. If I can ever be half the person she is--even a quarter--my life will be lived to a satisfying degree. She is one the most amazing women God ever created. She's hysterical. She is kind. She is energetic. She makes everyone around her feel like the most important person in the room. She is beautiful; inside and out.
She is getting married next weekend, and I couldn't be more thrilled for her. Dan is such a wonderful person, and he fits into our family without even trying. Considering how quirky the Smith side is, that really says something about him!
This will be her third marriage. I reallyreallyreally want this one to work out, because if anyone deserves to be happy in a marriage, it is her. Her first husband walked out on the marriage after almost 15 years, and 5 children (6, if you count the miscarriage). He hadn't ever told her, but he was gay. This happened when I was in jr. high. I don't know if all of my cousins have actually recovered from this incident in their life. The second marriage was sort of a whirlwind romance, and they got married very quickly. He turned out to not have been completely truthful, either, and ended up being abusive.
Aunt Denise is the most gracious and loving person I think I have ever known. I want the best for her. The fact that my cousin Aimee has come around and not only met Dan, but likes him is really saying something. My cousins are very protective of their mother, and with good reason.
So, next week, I'm off to L.A. for less than 48 hours to attend the said wedding. I really want Aunt Denise to find true happiness and satisfaction. Now that all her children are grown, in particular. Will and Beau are twins, and the youngest of the Beardslee clan. Both of them are serving in the Armed Forces now. Rachel is on her own. Charlie is on his own. Aimee is graduating from Seattle Pacific this spring. I want them to know their mom is okay. I want my wonderful aunt to have a companion forever, because I know how social she is. She literally thrives on being surrounded by people and chaos (you can't choose to have five children otherwise, you just can't!).
This title comes from the song "Waitin' for My Dearie" from Brigadoon. Sappy song? Absolutely! Gotta love anything before the 1970s in musical theatre!
She is getting married next weekend, and I couldn't be more thrilled for her. Dan is such a wonderful person, and he fits into our family without even trying. Considering how quirky the Smith side is, that really says something about him!
This will be her third marriage. I reallyreallyreally want this one to work out, because if anyone deserves to be happy in a marriage, it is her. Her first husband walked out on the marriage after almost 15 years, and 5 children (6, if you count the miscarriage). He hadn't ever told her, but he was gay. This happened when I was in jr. high. I don't know if all of my cousins have actually recovered from this incident in their life. The second marriage was sort of a whirlwind romance, and they got married very quickly. He turned out to not have been completely truthful, either, and ended up being abusive.
Aunt Denise is the most gracious and loving person I think I have ever known. I want the best for her. The fact that my cousin Aimee has come around and not only met Dan, but likes him is really saying something. My cousins are very protective of their mother, and with good reason.
So, next week, I'm off to L.A. for less than 48 hours to attend the said wedding. I really want Aunt Denise to find true happiness and satisfaction. Now that all her children are grown, in particular. Will and Beau are twins, and the youngest of the Beardslee clan. Both of them are serving in the Armed Forces now. Rachel is on her own. Charlie is on his own. Aimee is graduating from Seattle Pacific this spring. I want them to know their mom is okay. I want my wonderful aunt to have a companion forever, because I know how social she is. She literally thrives on being surrounded by people and chaos (you can't choose to have five children otherwise, you just can't!).
This title comes from the song "Waitin' for My Dearie" from Brigadoon. Sappy song? Absolutely! Gotta love anything before the 1970s in musical theatre!
February 03, 2005
For he's a fine, upstanding/patriotic/HEALTHY, normal American boy!
Yes, I do eat. Yes, I do like food. I will admit this, and I'm not sorry.
Recently I have received several comments about my weight. I've not been trying anything special, nor have I been doing anything on purpose. However, I apparently have been losing weight--too some noticeable degree. I was not aware of anything happening.
At the Soup Night/White Elephant exchange at church last month, several people mentioned it (ironically, I was one of the dessert judges, too!). Esther said something. Friends at church, every time I go seem to say something. My mother said something.
So, I checked. Yes, I have lost some pounds. Yeah! I'm noticing a difference in my clothing. I'm okay with this.
What I'm not okay with is the jokes and comments about being an anorexic or bulemic. I'm not! I've never seriously considered it, nor am I willing to look into it after almost 25 years of life!!!! I'm nowhere near being the most intelligent person on earth (though I do not consider myself stupid, either), but I'm intelligent enough to realize the danger which would be linked with such a decision.
I'm expending more energy. I'm "watching" what I eat more than before. I drink a lot of water, and tea. I do a lot of walking with my job and lifestyle. So, I just wanted to let the world know that any concern seems to be unfounded. I appreciate the caring and concern of all, but really, I am fine. And I'm not lying about this, either.
The lyrics come from the song of the same title in Bye Bye Birdie. Such a fun show! I was going with the obvious one from Oliver, but decided that these lyrics seemed to work better for the point I was trying to make.
Recently I have received several comments about my weight. I've not been trying anything special, nor have I been doing anything on purpose. However, I apparently have been losing weight--too some noticeable degree. I was not aware of anything happening.
At the Soup Night/White Elephant exchange at church last month, several people mentioned it (ironically, I was one of the dessert judges, too!). Esther said something. Friends at church, every time I go seem to say something. My mother said something.
So, I checked. Yes, I have lost some pounds. Yeah! I'm noticing a difference in my clothing. I'm okay with this.
What I'm not okay with is the jokes and comments about being an anorexic or bulemic. I'm not! I've never seriously considered it, nor am I willing to look into it after almost 25 years of life!!!! I'm nowhere near being the most intelligent person on earth (though I do not consider myself stupid, either), but I'm intelligent enough to realize the danger which would be linked with such a decision.
I'm expending more energy. I'm "watching" what I eat more than before. I drink a lot of water, and tea. I do a lot of walking with my job and lifestyle. So, I just wanted to let the world know that any concern seems to be unfounded. I appreciate the caring and concern of all, but really, I am fine. And I'm not lying about this, either.
The lyrics come from the song of the same title in Bye Bye Birdie. Such a fun show! I was going with the obvious one from Oliver, but decided that these lyrics seemed to work better for the point I was trying to make.
January 30, 2005
Troubles will slide away . . .
Remember how I was determined to have a relaxing weekend, full of fun? Well, I managed to only do two things which involved effort/work of any sort. I created a study guide for my 11/12 grade class (Which has grown by two people as of tomorrow! We jumped from 3 seniors to 5 in a matter of two weeks. Crazy.), and I did laundry. Everything else? Pure fun . . . mostly.
Friday was our first rehearsal for the whole cast of BATB. The read-through. Now, I don't mind read-throughs of plays, considering that if you're cast in a play, odds are you probably have lines. Not in this show! There are over 90 people in this production!!!!!!!!!! Ridiculous! And, they turned people away! Clearly something must be done. Not just 90 people involved; 90+ people in the cast!!!! What were Bob, Stephanie A., and Gina thinking???????????? Anyhoo, knowing that the odds of having lines as a napkin were fairly slim and that we weren't working on the music (so I have no idea when/where my solo is), I came prepared. I brought a book of puzzles (my particular favorites being the Logic Problems, and the Places, Please puzzles). Did I get to work on them? Nope. Stephanie A. (director) had me read Babette's lines, since Jenn wasn't there. I got to share my chair with both of the little boys playing Chip, since Sonja let me use her script, and neither of them have one yet. Three people in one chair wasn't as comfortable as they would like, so they sat elsewhere for Act II. These two boys are absolutely adorable!
Yesterday was the day I did laundry. I also read plenty, slept in, and watched a silly musical from the 1940s (I believe) called My Gal, Sal with Rita Hayworth and Victor Mature. Fluff and fun it was. I also went to see the Reno Little Theatre Production of Henry V with Chris, Jeff, and three of Jeff's students (he teaches acting at WNCC). Chris warned me that last year the same company had done Henry IV, and it wasn't good (though he warned me while on the way there, and too far out for me to be dropped off somewhere!). But, this play, along with Richard III, is my favorite Shakespearean History play. It wasn't too bad, I've got to say. The girl who was Katherine/Young Boy played Ariel in the horrid production of Footloose at UNR, and I wasn't impressed with her then. This, I felt like she did a pretty decent job. I even mostly liked Josh's portrayal as the young Henry V! After, he came out and talked to Chris and Jeff, and ignored me as usual (although he actually was "big" enough to look at me for about 1 second when I made a lame joke, and there was humor in his eyes!!!!!!!).
Today, I did the Study Guide. I also went to church (and learned that HCC will now have 1 1/2 Music Pastors!), lunch with my mom, visit with Aunt Laurie, Uncle Jacque, Grandma and Grandpa, and then up to Tahoe to see fun Esther Heath. That girl is sooooo much fun! Yeah for funny and entertaining friends!!!! She got a call from Cara Heffner, and now that I'm home, I've gotten an e-mail from Dawn Stuvland. It's like I'm on NNU overload. I caught her up on the lives of Becky, Kara, Jen, Tiffany, Gideon, and such. She filled me in on the goings on of Andrea, Sara C., Cara, and Lee. I also got to meet her two older brothers, and her two sisters-in-law. They were all great! I miss my NNU friends, probably more when I get to see only one of them every now and then. It sort of whets my appetite without actually satisfying a full 1% of it. :(
This title comes from the song in Ragtime called "Atlantic City." The song talks about the ability to escape from everyday life and have fun. I feel like that is how my weekend has been, overall. Bring on the Monday, I'm ready for ya!
Friday was our first rehearsal for the whole cast of BATB. The read-through. Now, I don't mind read-throughs of plays, considering that if you're cast in a play, odds are you probably have lines. Not in this show! There are over 90 people in this production!!!!!!!!!! Ridiculous! And, they turned people away! Clearly something must be done. Not just 90 people involved; 90+ people in the cast!!!! What were Bob, Stephanie A., and Gina thinking???????????? Anyhoo, knowing that the odds of having lines as a napkin were fairly slim and that we weren't working on the music (so I have no idea when/where my solo is), I came prepared. I brought a book of puzzles (my particular favorites being the Logic Problems, and the Places, Please puzzles). Did I get to work on them? Nope. Stephanie A. (director) had me read Babette's lines, since Jenn wasn't there. I got to share my chair with both of the little boys playing Chip, since Sonja let me use her script, and neither of them have one yet. Three people in one chair wasn't as comfortable as they would like, so they sat elsewhere for Act II. These two boys are absolutely adorable!
Yesterday was the day I did laundry. I also read plenty, slept in, and watched a silly musical from the 1940s (I believe) called My Gal, Sal with Rita Hayworth and Victor Mature. Fluff and fun it was. I also went to see the Reno Little Theatre Production of Henry V with Chris, Jeff, and three of Jeff's students (he teaches acting at WNCC). Chris warned me that last year the same company had done Henry IV, and it wasn't good (though he warned me while on the way there, and too far out for me to be dropped off somewhere!). But, this play, along with Richard III, is my favorite Shakespearean History play. It wasn't too bad, I've got to say. The girl who was Katherine/Young Boy played Ariel in the horrid production of Footloose at UNR, and I wasn't impressed with her then. This, I felt like she did a pretty decent job. I even mostly liked Josh's portrayal as the young Henry V! After, he came out and talked to Chris and Jeff, and ignored me as usual (although he actually was "big" enough to look at me for about 1 second when I made a lame joke, and there was humor in his eyes!!!!!!!).
Today, I did the Study Guide. I also went to church (and learned that HCC will now have 1 1/2 Music Pastors!), lunch with my mom, visit with Aunt Laurie, Uncle Jacque, Grandma and Grandpa, and then up to Tahoe to see fun Esther Heath. That girl is sooooo much fun! Yeah for funny and entertaining friends!!!! She got a call from Cara Heffner, and now that I'm home, I've gotten an e-mail from Dawn Stuvland. It's like I'm on NNU overload. I caught her up on the lives of Becky, Kara, Jen, Tiffany, Gideon, and such. She filled me in on the goings on of Andrea, Sara C., Cara, and Lee. I also got to meet her two older brothers, and her two sisters-in-law. They were all great! I miss my NNU friends, probably more when I get to see only one of them every now and then. It sort of whets my appetite without actually satisfying a full 1% of it. :(
This title comes from the song in Ragtime called "Atlantic City." The song talks about the ability to escape from everyday life and have fun. I feel like that is how my weekend has been, overall. Bring on the Monday, I'm ready for ya!
January 27, 2005
Parody Tonight!
Visit this site, if you want a good laugh!
http://www.livejournal.com/community/m15m/6231.html
It should amuse everyone who has a good understanding of The Phantom of the Opera. I love the movie (though there are some things that bothered me--no consistent French accents being one), but I think it's hysterical. If you know the show or movie, it should be pretty entertaining. Or, if you hate the musical anyway **coughCHRIScough**, I imagine you'll enjoy this parody.
The title is the title of a song from a Forbidden Broadway show. I'd love to see one sometime! I love their stuff. I think one of my favorites was the Les Miserables "10 Years More" with the "Thenadier" solo--"Once a piece of art/now a piece of crap!/Just what New York needs/another tourist trap!" Hy.St.Er.Ic.Al!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
http://www.livejournal.com/community/m15m/6231.html
It should amuse everyone who has a good understanding of The Phantom of the Opera. I love the movie (though there are some things that bothered me--no consistent French accents being one), but I think it's hysterical. If you know the show or movie, it should be pretty entertaining. Or, if you hate the musical anyway **coughCHRIScough**, I imagine you'll enjoy this parody.
The title is the title of a song from a Forbidden Broadway show. I'd love to see one sometime! I love their stuff. I think one of my favorites was the Les Miserables "10 Years More" with the "Thenadier" solo--"Once a piece of art/now a piece of crap!/Just what New York needs/another tourist trap!" Hy.St.Er.Ic.Al!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
January 26, 2005
Bli-blip!
The semester/quarter has finally diminished down to a reasonable level. Report cards are due on Friday, and I think I actually may be done with them tomorrow! Huzzah! I'm so sick of mounds of grading. This weekend, I intend to do nothing but fun. I may go see Honk again at the BAC. I'm going up to Tahoe to play in the snow with Esther (whose moving from San Francisco in about a month--possibly to Boston!). I have our first rehearsal, and may just insist on doing something after with friends. I will be frolicking friviously, free from frustrating grading (I couldn't think of another "F" word to summarize what I'll be avoiding, sadly).
And, just when I think I have very intelligent students, one of my 8th graders just asked me what sort of picture I wanted for her homework. I asked her, very confused, exactly what she was referring to. She pointed to the board, where I'd written "Drawing Conclusions (144)." Oh my! These are the particular questions I want them to answer! A 7th grader, on his Bible test for Jeanne wrote that Jesus's coming to earth when he did was a good time instead of now, because He'd have been drafted into the army and not been able to do what He was supposed to do! They just keep rolling in with the good questions and such, don't they?
Well, that's all for the present. I felt like writing--going through my withdrawals, I suppose. There could be some worse outlets for my energy though. I could play video games incessantly. I could be the sort who whines about being bored (which rarely happens to me).
The title comes from the very fun musical Swing. It is a revue of various types of Swing music (which I love!). It covers everything from Country Swing to 1940s Big Band. I saw this show front row with Kami Watson in NYC--and didn't realize until the end of the show when one of the guy dancers winked at me that I'd watched the entire show with the biggest, dopiest grin on my face. Boy did I feel like an idiot! At least it was for something as worthwhile as Ann Hampton Calloway, Michael Gruber, Casey McGill, Laura Benanti and amazing dancers!!!!!! Since this is a pretty random post with no apparent theme, the scat singing lyrics seemed appropriate.
And, just when I think I have very intelligent students, one of my 8th graders just asked me what sort of picture I wanted for her homework. I asked her, very confused, exactly what she was referring to. She pointed to the board, where I'd written "Drawing Conclusions (144)." Oh my! These are the particular questions I want them to answer! A 7th grader, on his Bible test for Jeanne wrote that Jesus's coming to earth when he did was a good time instead of now, because He'd have been drafted into the army and not been able to do what He was supposed to do! They just keep rolling in with the good questions and such, don't they?
Well, that's all for the present. I felt like writing--going through my withdrawals, I suppose. There could be some worse outlets for my energy though. I could play video games incessantly. I could be the sort who whines about being bored (which rarely happens to me).
The title comes from the very fun musical Swing. It is a revue of various types of Swing music (which I love!). It covers everything from Country Swing to 1940s Big Band. I saw this show front row with Kami Watson in NYC--and didn't realize until the end of the show when one of the guy dancers winked at me that I'd watched the entire show with the biggest, dopiest grin on my face. Boy did I feel like an idiot! At least it was for something as worthwhile as Ann Hampton Calloway, Michael Gruber, Casey McGill, Laura Benanti and amazing dancers!!!!!! Since this is a pretty random post with no apparent theme, the scat singing lyrics seemed appropriate.
January 21, 2005
Look for the Silver Lining
This is a week worth remembering. I've laughed. I've cried. I've been frustrated. I've been entertained. I've been sick to my stomach with nerves. I've been calm and relaxed. I've been completely and utterly exhausted. Ever have one of these weeks? They're not my favorite. I have a feeling that the majority of people would agree with me. I have to say after experiencing a week like this, I pray for the next one to be mundane and very forgetable.
As you know, Tuesday I had my audition. Wednesday, I had my callback for The Fantasticks. I felt like it started off pretty well. I sang the bit from "Much More" with a surprising confidence, considering the first time I'd heard the song was Tuesday night. I read one of the Luisa monologues, which was a lot of fun (she's either living the world with the hugest imagination ever, or she's absolutely bonkers). I read the treehouse scene with Leoney as El Gallo (thankfully not Josh!). Then they had us sing a bit from "Round and Round" when Luisa hits the really high notes. Being a legitimate mezzo, but a comfortable alto, I did not impress them. I squeaked the last note on key (I think!). It was bad. Cross Luisa off the list of roles I'll be able to play someday.
Last night were the callbacks for BATB, which I felt infinitely more confident about. After all, I know the music, and the story. I've seen the movie, and the stage version twice. They started at 6 pm. They let all the minor characters go first. They didn't even have us sing for Belle until about 7:45! It was pure insanity. I read once for Belle (only two read twice), but it was weird. I read a funny scene between Belle, Gaston (Jerry), and LeFou (Alex). No one else read that scene. Everyone else got to read a dramatic scene! :( I think I would have preferred that. Ho-hum. Well, then they gave us the parts to read for a scene between Babette and Lumiere. Chris and I paired up, and I had a great time. He is a very good actor (actually surprising me multiple times last night with acting and singing), and I feel calmer around him. Plus, it was fun to do a flirtatious French accent. Good times to be had. At about 9:30, they sent everyone home, except for Marie, Therese, Leoney, Hana, Peter, Jenn, Josh, Chris, and myself. The first three were kept for Belle and Beast scenes. The rest of us were taught the Babette and Lumiere tango. I love dancing, so it was fun!
Well, the results are in. I will be playing . . . a napkin! And a soloist in the chorus. Yeah, I'm disappointed. However, it will be fun, I think. Plus, it's less stress on me! Less blocking, lines, music, etc. There's always a silver lining to be found, right?
Hence the title. It's actually from a song by the same title from a musical called Till the Clouds Roll By. I don't know that much about it, except that it's from the 1920s. No random Broadway facts, but the song is truly beautiful!
As you know, Tuesday I had my audition. Wednesday, I had my callback for The Fantasticks. I felt like it started off pretty well. I sang the bit from "Much More" with a surprising confidence, considering the first time I'd heard the song was Tuesday night. I read one of the Luisa monologues, which was a lot of fun (she's either living the world with the hugest imagination ever, or she's absolutely bonkers). I read the treehouse scene with Leoney as El Gallo (thankfully not Josh!). Then they had us sing a bit from "Round and Round" when Luisa hits the really high notes. Being a legitimate mezzo, but a comfortable alto, I did not impress them. I squeaked the last note on key (I think!). It was bad. Cross Luisa off the list of roles I'll be able to play someday.
Last night were the callbacks for BATB, which I felt infinitely more confident about. After all, I know the music, and the story. I've seen the movie, and the stage version twice. They started at 6 pm. They let all the minor characters go first. They didn't even have us sing for Belle until about 7:45! It was pure insanity. I read once for Belle (only two read twice), but it was weird. I read a funny scene between Belle, Gaston (Jerry), and LeFou (Alex). No one else read that scene. Everyone else got to read a dramatic scene! :( I think I would have preferred that. Ho-hum. Well, then they gave us the parts to read for a scene between Babette and Lumiere. Chris and I paired up, and I had a great time. He is a very good actor (actually surprising me multiple times last night with acting and singing), and I feel calmer around him. Plus, it was fun to do a flirtatious French accent. Good times to be had. At about 9:30, they sent everyone home, except for Marie, Therese, Leoney, Hana, Peter, Jenn, Josh, Chris, and myself. The first three were kept for Belle and Beast scenes. The rest of us were taught the Babette and Lumiere tango. I love dancing, so it was fun!
Well, the results are in. I will be playing . . . a napkin! And a soloist in the chorus. Yeah, I'm disappointed. However, it will be fun, I think. Plus, it's less stress on me! Less blocking, lines, music, etc. There's always a silver lining to be found, right?
Hence the title. It's actually from a song by the same title from a musical called Till the Clouds Roll By. I don't know that much about it, except that it's from the 1920s. No random Broadway facts, but the song is truly beautiful!
January 18, 2005
Poor fool, he makes me laug-ack!
To one and all (or just Steph, since she was the one who commented on my blog) I have just returned home after a tiring and long day. Today was a long day at school, given that auditions were at 6 pm, and I really didn't feel like teaching so much as I felt like working on my song for auditions! Icky. At 2:00, I was able to practice with Ann, so I could at least hear my accompaniment prior to auditions--novel idea, don't you think? Anyway, it worked, and she agreed to play for me at the audition. From 3:30 until 5:30ish, I was the scorekeeper at the basketball game for both the guys and girls against Bethelehem Lutheran. Our girls lost 25-12. Our boys won 39-31. Go us!
There were so many more people there than last time, which I expected, but less than I was expecting. Hmm . . . Anyway, I had a good time catching up with various people I met last time! It was lovely. We all had to do a dance, or movement audition while there. Huh. Ours was so easy. Naturally, I didn't do the dance, seeing as the last time I took dance, I was 9. Been awhile.
Overall, there weren't many females who impressed me with their singing, and I was the 55th person to go! Ann played brilliantly for me. I sang, and cracked a bit on the highest note--which I'd nailed several times today! Not an ideal time to crack in your singing! I did get a great amount of applause (friends are wonderful, aren't they?). Dom came up to me after and said, "Okay, I need to know the name of that song and what it's from!" Yeah!!!! I don't really know Domenic that well, but he seems pretty nice.
So, I sat there, feeling awful. Chris sat next to me, and kept trying to tell me that I'd done okay. Good friend. Anyway, Stephanie Dixon was the one running audition sheets and callback sheets. I got called back for Luisa in The Fantasticks tomorrow evening, and for the parts of Belle and Babette (the feather duster who's flirty) in Beauty and the Beast Thursday night! YEAH! I don't know The Fantasticks at all, so Chris loaned me his CD of it. At least I'll be a little ready for those callbacks! :)
The title comes from the song "Poor Fool, He Makes Me Laugh" from Phantom of the Opera. It is the part where the Phantom makes Carlotta choke up while singing in the opera. I figured that it was appropriate for my sad, sad audition. Most everything else, I was pleased with, but certainly not that!
There were so many more people there than last time, which I expected, but less than I was expecting. Hmm . . . Anyway, I had a good time catching up with various people I met last time! It was lovely. We all had to do a dance, or movement audition while there. Huh. Ours was so easy. Naturally, I didn't do the dance, seeing as the last time I took dance, I was 9. Been awhile.
Overall, there weren't many females who impressed me with their singing, and I was the 55th person to go! Ann played brilliantly for me. I sang, and cracked a bit on the highest note--which I'd nailed several times today! Not an ideal time to crack in your singing! I did get a great amount of applause (friends are wonderful, aren't they?). Dom came up to me after and said, "Okay, I need to know the name of that song and what it's from!" Yeah!!!! I don't really know Domenic that well, but he seems pretty nice.
So, I sat there, feeling awful. Chris sat next to me, and kept trying to tell me that I'd done okay. Good friend. Anyway, Stephanie Dixon was the one running audition sheets and callback sheets. I got called back for Luisa in The Fantasticks tomorrow evening, and for the parts of Belle and Babette (the feather duster who's flirty) in Beauty and the Beast Thursday night! YEAH! I don't know The Fantasticks at all, so Chris loaned me his CD of it. At least I'll be a little ready for those callbacks! :)
The title comes from the song "Poor Fool, He Makes Me Laugh" from Phantom of the Opera. It is the part where the Phantom makes Carlotta choke up while singing in the opera. I figured that it was appropriate for my sad, sad audition. Most everything else, I was pleased with, but certainly not that!
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