(I'm eating and typing again, seizing whatever free moments I've got!)
Well, the cookie jar is empty.
The last muffin exited yesterday morning for Little B's school snack. I actually attempted to coerce her into taking cashews to prevent the emptying of the canister, but she asked so sweetly, I couldn't refuse.
I'm not so sure I'll be able to get it filled tonight either. I've got callbacks for Into the Woods and need to be there are 5:15-5:30 to make sure everything is ready.
Last week I was in some sort of 'SUPER HERO MOM' zone and managed to make dinner AND bake a dozen muffins. I'm not so sure she'll make another appearance tonight. I've got a feeling that 'SUPER HERO MOM' may make an appearance as often as Haley's Comet.
My days are busy. Then they bleed into busy nights.
Last night, which happened to be a night off from Into the Woods, I had rehearsal for The Wiz. There were several sick kids and ones that were sick, but showed up anyway. I am pleased with their work ethic - they really are amazing kids, but I sent them home. I can't wait until this horrible wave of winter illnesses passes. It seems to be affecting everyone.
Even as I sit here, Mr. B called to let me know he is feeling worse. I'm nursing a headache and achiness that I hope is stemming from too much coffee and not enough water.
Well, my last few minutes of my lunch are coming to a close here. I need to mentally prepare myself for 55 kindergartners.
Hopefully, a 'SUPER HERO' shows up...
Thursday, January 17, 2013
Monday, January 14, 2013
Axes and Idiocy
This is currently my favorite line from THE WIZ by William F. Brown:
"...one day a wicked old witch put a spell on my axe" (page 30).
This is mainly because I think someone put a spell on mine. I think it was the Wicked Witch of Idiocy.
Namely, ME.
It's not that I can't say no, or that I like to bite off more than I can chew. I am typically a traveler of the easy route. It's just that I like to do the things I like to do, so I do them. Or attempt to, anyway.
I'm directing two plays this spring, The Wiz and Into the Woods.
Rehearsals for The Wiz started last week and are going well so far. Mr. B is the musical director. This is a high school production and the talent pool was deep. DEEP. We could have easily cast the show 3 times - with all different people. We cast 75 kids, the large majority in multiple roles. Please pray for those kids who have to deal with me everyday. I can be short on compliments and long on critisism, but it's only because they are so capable. I really don't think the audience will believe their eyes or ears. I only hope I can do them justice.
Tonight, I have auditions for Into the Woods. Sondheim. *sigh*
I think Mr. B and I have been dreaming about doing a Sondheim show since 2002. I cannot wait for this week's auditions. Again, I hope I can do it justice.
So as I sit here during my lunch break, attempting to stab chickpeas with fork without looking, of all things I write a post.
I write because I haven't in a long time and I too many funny things I should have written about, but should have. Vegan sausage. Murder mystery parties. Spanx. Working with teenagers.
So along with keeping my cookie jar filled in 2013, I am posting once a week as proof to my family that I am still living and breathing or at least housed in an asylum with wireless access.
Maybe by the end of May my favorite line from Into the Woods will be:
"Oh, if life were made of moments, even now and then a bad one, but if life were made of moments then you'd never know you'd had one."
Yeah, I can't give you an approptiate citation on that sucker cause I've got that bad boy MEMORIZED (see the *sigh* above).
Well, time to get this axe back to work!
"...one day a wicked old witch put a spell on my axe" (page 30).
This is mainly because I think someone put a spell on mine. I think it was the Wicked Witch of Idiocy.
Namely, ME.
It's not that I can't say no, or that I like to bite off more than I can chew. I am typically a traveler of the easy route. It's just that I like to do the things I like to do, so I do them. Or attempt to, anyway.
I'm directing two plays this spring, The Wiz and Into the Woods.
Rehearsals for The Wiz started last week and are going well so far. Mr. B is the musical director. This is a high school production and the talent pool was deep. DEEP. We could have easily cast the show 3 times - with all different people. We cast 75 kids, the large majority in multiple roles. Please pray for those kids who have to deal with me everyday. I can be short on compliments and long on critisism, but it's only because they are so capable. I really don't think the audience will believe their eyes or ears. I only hope I can do them justice.
Tonight, I have auditions for Into the Woods. Sondheim. *sigh*
I think Mr. B and I have been dreaming about doing a Sondheim show since 2002. I cannot wait for this week's auditions. Again, I hope I can do it justice.
So as I sit here during my lunch break, attempting to stab chickpeas with fork without looking, of all things I write a post.
I write because I haven't in a long time and I too many funny things I should have written about, but should have. Vegan sausage. Murder mystery parties. Spanx. Working with teenagers.
So along with keeping my cookie jar filled in 2013, I am posting once a week as proof to my family that I am still living and breathing or at least housed in an asylum with wireless access.
Maybe by the end of May my favorite line from Into the Woods will be:
"Oh, if life were made of moments, even now and then a bad one, but if life were made of moments then you'd never know you'd had one."
Yeah, I can't give you an approptiate citation on that sucker cause I've got that bad boy MEMORIZED (see the *sigh* above).
Well, time to get this axe back to work!
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