As some of you know, my son was in a community theatre production of Oliver this past weekend. After four months of rehearsal and the actual performances themselves..we are both wiped out! I say “both” because along with him… they got ME. This time I was in charge of props. You can call me Prop Czarina if you feel the urge.
Overall, it went well. Kids got what they needed, when they needed it and I got to spend time with my son..who is almost 10 and doesn’t want to admit that he DOES enjoy spending time with me. You know how it is. He’d see me backstage and walk by me, hoping that I wouldn’t notice him. That of course forced me to squeeze his cheeks in front of, oh.. 60 or so of his peers. Hey, Mom has to have fun too.
Of all the committees.. the ones that have me working backstage interest me the most. You get a “behind the scenes” look as the show.. the actors..the other parents. Really makes for some interesting conversation at the dinner table. However, after all the fun ends it is time to move on. That means I have to clear my car of Post Oliver crud so I can move onto the next project.
I have the following in my car right now:
A horrific looking knife
A cooler full of sausages (yes.. this was from last weekend)
A broken pistol (some kid broke it when I was not there! The nerve!)
Some candles
Stray M&Ms that never made it into my mouth
A cigar box
A BBQ fork
Various office supplies
I’m sure there is more but nothing else comes to mind. My “to do” list involves getting rid of all of it.. so I can prepare for the next show which starts rehearsal at the end of this month. I am just now becoming somewhat human again so if I get this done by this weekend I will be very proud.
If not, I can at least toss the sausages. Yes?? Heck..I may even skip book group tonight to do it.
Ti
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The Dreaded Tickle
Well, as much as I have tried to avoid it, I feel a bit of a cold coming on. That annoying throat “tickle” introduced itself late yesterday and although I nuked it with steady quantities of vitamin C and chicken soup.. the tickle remains. So this afternoon, since I felt whiney and cranky over losing the battle, I decided to get some Thai soup to “burn” it out of me .
Picking up my to-go order I was immediately irritated that my order was not ready upon my arrival. Again.. I was already cranky so this did not sit well with me. THEN, my Thai tea was not ready either. I mean come on, it’s T-E-A. After paying for my meal, the man working behind the counter gave me an origami rose. This rose was constructed from the paper wrapper of the straw that was sticking out of my styrofoam tea cup. How creative is that?? I immediately felt somewhat silly and then it dawned on my that happiness can be gained by such a simple thing. Shame on me for being so impatient.
I am keeping the rose and will think of it fondly as I moan and groan on the couch tonight. Oh, and by the way.. I never did pick up my book club book last night. I picked up a Dean Koontz page turner instead and then hit the sack early. The tickle, you know..
Till later,
Ti
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