Sunday, September 23, 2007

To Do List

Here's my to-do list for next week:


That's it, for the entire week. If we're desparate I might go shopping by about Thursday. And I'm sure I'll end up cooking a few meals. But it is with great determination that I keep the list like it is.

I've had these huge amounts of adrenaline pumping through my veins for days now. First with the musical, then getting the yard and the house ready for the wedding, then moving the wedding to a local church house because of rain. Not to mention getting my daughter off to a homecoming dance. I didn't stop moving once yesterday, except to make a wedding video, and I am so...very...exhausted.

The good news is the wedding was beautiful, tons of people came despite the rain and change in locations, the bride was happy, and there were no assaults. What more can you ask for in a wedding?

I've had three naps today, and I'm thinking about bed, even though it's only 9:00. If I'm still asleep in a week - wake me up. Otherwise, just close the door softly and go away please.

Friday, September 14, 2007


(So Funny I couldn't resist!)
Introducing the new Bio-Optic Organized Knowledge device
Trade named: BOOK

BOOK is a revolutionary breakthrough in technology: no wires, no electric circuits, no batteries, nothing to be connected or switched on. It's so easy to use, even a child can operate it.

Compact and portable, it can be used anywhere -- even sitting in an armchair by the fire -- yet it is powerful enough to hold as much information as a CD-ROM disc. Here's how it works:

BOOK is constructed of sequentially numbered sheets of paper (recyclable), each capable of holding thousands of bits of information. The pages are locked together with a custom-fit device called a binder, which keeps the sheets in their correct sequence.

Opaque Paper Technology (OPT) allows manufacturers to use both sides of the sheet, doubling the information density and cutting costs. Experts are divided on the prospects for further increases in information density; for now, BOOKs with more information simply use more pages.

Each sheet is scanned optically, registering information directly into your brain. A flick of the finger takes you to the next sheet. BOOK may be taken up at any time and used merely by opening it.

Unlike other display devices, BOOK never crashes or requires rebooting, and it can even be dropped on the floor or stepped on without damage. However, it can become unusable if immersed in water for a significant period of time. The "browse" feature allows you to move instantly to any sheet and move forward or backward as you wish. Many come with an "index" feature, which pinpoints the exact location of selected information for instant retrieval.

An optional "BOOKmark" accessory allows you to open BOOK to the exact place you left it in a previous session -- even if the BOOK has been closed. BOOKmarks fit universal design standards; thus, a single BOOKmark can be used in BOOKs by various manufacturers. Conversely, numerous BOOKmarkers can be used in a single BOOK if the user wants to store numerous views at once. The number is limited only by the number of pages in the BOOK.

You can also make personal notes next to BOOK text entries with an optional programming tool, the Portable Erasable Nib Cryptic Intercommunication Language Stylus (PENCILS).

Portable, durable, and affordable, BOOK is being hailed as a precursor of a new entertainment wave. Also, BOOK's appeal seems so certain that thousands of content creators have committed to the platform and investors are reportedly flocking. Look for a flood of new titles soon.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Here We Are! (By popular demand)

Ain't those costumes great? (Linus! Play for me son! Play for me!)

Monday, September 10, 2007

Footbridge Foilbles and other Fun

We've now performed twice, and I have to say I finally feel ready to do it for real. There were mistakes galore - although overall I think it was a fun show.

Poor Harold (who is marvelous by the way) psyched himself out by telling us before going on stage for the first time that if he forgets the words to 76 trombones ("I'm not going to, I'm just planning for disaster") no one should help him out but Marcellus. He doesn't want everyone calling out the words, so Marcellus is the only one who should. Well the poor guy went blank - worse than he's ever done in a rehearsal, and Marcellus was stuck in a corner where he couldn't get to him. The rest of us just stared at his pained face, helpless. The good news is that he recovered after the song and pulled off an excellent performance from there on out. And he nailed the song the second time around.

My big mistake was in getting myself and my son from the stage to the back of the theater between Iowa Stubborn and Trouble. First, my son forgot to bring his prop (he's the little guy with the dime novel) and had to run back for it. I didn't realize that there was absolutely no time to pause, I guess we'd always paused before that. I heard the music starting, and since I was in a dress with heels and have to enter from the back of the theater and be the third group on stage, I hollered to my son to come right now, and took off in a sprint. Well, wouldn't you know that back door was locked? Needless to say, we weren't the third group on stage. But we did get there in time for his bottom to be swatted.

The biggest foible of all was fortunately during the dress rehearsal. We had a brand-new footbridge to run over during the final moments, on our way to the picnic. First some townspeople, then the pick-a-littles (affectionately referred to as pickles) do their prancing, then the shapoopi kids (my daughter is one of those - more about that later).

So here's the thing about the footbridge. It is very steep, and very slippery. But none of us knew that until the moment we stepped on it. When it was my turn to step on it, I was greeted with a pick-a-little bunny ahead of me. (Note: whenever we turn our backs to the audience, the director calls out "I see bunnies!" Terms like "Move your bloomin bunny" and "I don't give a rat's bunny." Have been sprinkled liberally throughout the rehearsals)

This particular bunny was not moving, so I literally put my shoulder to it as I stepped on to the bridge, the treacheries of which I had yet to discover. The result was that I fell backward, was caught by the pickle behind me, who pushed on both of us as she attempted to step onto the footbridge.

We officially had what I believe can be called a Pickle Pileup. I decided then and there I was going to have to invest in some Depends if the footbridge didn't get fixed. (It did, by the way, double-sided tape - now our only problem is that we stick too well.)

One other favorite opening moment. As I came off the stage after the first act, a cute little girl stopped me and asked why people were in the audience. I told her it was because we were performing. "But it's not 2 o'clock!" she said. "Yes it is. We're doing the real show now!" I said. Then her face fell. "So why aren't there MORE people in the audience?"

Welcome to theater life, kid!

Friday, September 7, 2007

The Show Must Go On...

So tonight was supposed to be our opening night, but about three days ago we learned that the stage we've been waiting around to get on (practising in practically a closet instead) is not going to be ready until next week. For half a day we didn't know if we'd perform at all, but the powers that be found us a junior high auditorium. Tonight will be dress rehearsal instead.

I'm exhuasted, harried, and every muscle in my body aches - more from cutting out Grecian Urn dresses than anything. Instructions: cut out five big circles and five big rectangles, cut holes out of the middle of both, sew the square to the circle. Easy. Until you lay out 100 miles of fabric that moves out of place if you just think about touching it, and then try to figure out exactly what is meant by "five big circles". How big? How do you get them round? How big a hole in the middle? Note: if you make the hole too big, the skirt will only fit a woman who is 3 feet tall and 300 pounds. I know this from experience.

We've had other obstacles - Harold and Ethyl Toffelmeyer (the pianola girl) are both coming down with colds and speak in whispers. Marion had a family emergency and couldn't be there last night. Not to mention that we perform tomorrow and we still haven't used mics or lighting or finished all the costumes. Oh, or made the backdrops. That's where I'm heading right now with my paint brush - as soon as I make a dozen bow ties.

What on earth was I thinking when I went to that audition?