I was in the drama club in high school. My friend called it the freaks and geeks club. And although you got a good assortment of those, there were many types of people who were in our drama club. We even won a state competition while I was there. "Guys and Dolls."
The most vivid memory I remember is when the male lead singing "I've never been in love before." For some reason I can hear his voice when he hits the climax of the song. I can recall seeing Nicely and the guys singing "Sit down your rockin the boat" Last minute, one of the actresses dropped out of the show for academic reasons, so a memory that sticks out in my mind is when the 'dolls' are doing their show tune and they threw in a girl who was neither graceful nor eloquent in and she knew it. She played it up and it was wildly hilarious to see her jump in, 'trying' to do all the things that the other girls were doing. It took the fun scene to a whole new level. Why we didn't have her in the show in the first place, no one quite knows.
My friend didn't understand what goes into a theatre production. The freaks and geeks of high school could turn the theatre upside down and into something great.
I still think about and appreciate all the stuff that goes on behind the scenes when I see a play. I saw 'Beauty and the Beast' and marveled at their self revolving sets. 'Momma Mia' had amazing vocalists who worked long and hard hours to perfect each ABBA song without getting laryngitis. 'Some like it hot.' had eye popping make-up artists, who transformed the men into 'ladies.' And I'm always curious on how the children are going to climb out of a wardrobe and into Narnia in "The Lion, Witch and the Wardrobe.'
So one last hurrah from this blogger for the freaks and geeks that live behind the scenes, who have truely found their calling.
Thursday, March 06, 2008
Well everyone knows my cat is weird.
I think I was wrong in thinking he's part dog. No, he wants to be human. He was taken away from his mom way too early and only had us to learn from.
He jumps into the tub to clean himself.
He puts his paws on the table while we are eating. And when he goes for food, (although he knows he's not suppose to) he swipes the silverware with his paws, instead of his teeth.
I've seen him trying to turn the doorknob in our bedroom.
Somehow, he got sandwiched between our front door and our metal/screen door, and Josh didn't even know he did it. The girls started giggling, and pointing out the fact that Jetta was in the door, and Josh was positive that Jetta had ran off. But sure enough, I looked out our window on the door and there he was, looking back at me pitifully.
He was probably thinking something like, "I can't believe you idiots just locked me between two doors."
He sounds like a squirrel when he's happy.
But he does really stupid things like jumping on my counters. You'd think he'd learn, first of all, there is never anything good up there. And second, I get mad when he's up there, and he doesn't like me when I'm mad. He rubs up against my legs when he knows I'm angry at him, licks my hands, and purrs as if to tell me how sorry he is, and how much he wants to have a treat. Always self-motivated.
It's true.
He jumps into the tub to clean himself.
He puts his paws on the table while we are eating. And when he goes for food, (although he knows he's not suppose to) he swipes the silverware with his paws, instead of his teeth.
I've seen him trying to turn the doorknob in our bedroom.
Somehow, he got sandwiched between our front door and our metal/screen door, and Josh didn't even know he did it. The girls started giggling, and pointing out the fact that Jetta was in the door, and Josh was positive that Jetta had ran off. But sure enough, I looked out our window on the door and there he was, looking back at me pitifully.
He was probably thinking something like, "I can't believe you idiots just locked me between two doors."
He sounds like a squirrel when he's happy.
But he does really stupid things like jumping on my counters. You'd think he'd learn, first of all, there is never anything good up there. And second, I get mad when he's up there, and he doesn't like me when I'm mad. He rubs up against my legs when he knows I'm angry at him, licks my hands, and purrs as if to tell me how sorry he is, and how much he wants to have a treat. Always self-motivated.
It's true.
Sunday, March 02, 2008
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Intriguing
Cassie came up with this gem today.
"A cat is an intriguing animal."
How many 3 year olds do you know that say the word intriguing and are grammatically correct???
"A cat is an intriguing animal."
How many 3 year olds do you know that say the word intriguing and are grammatically correct???
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Sisters, more than just blood.
Well another weekend of being sick. I'm just glad there is no projectile vomiting involved.
Dar went over to my mom's house friday night and ended up spending Saturday there, because my mom didn't want to take her outside in the cold. Which was fine with us, since Josh and I were both down and out.
So today, even though Dar was still sick, she decided that she would take care of Cassie. When Cass needed a fresh cold cloth for her head, Dar would take care of it. Dar moved off our two seater couch so that Cass could cuddle up on it. And when Cassie, who woke up later than usual this morning, heard that Dar was home today, she immediately moved all of her things out to the living room to be with her.
That's the kind of love and sisterhood I always dreamed about. I have sisters, they are just so much older than me that I really don't know them. We're talking 12 years or more, so honestly we're just in different stages in our life. That's not to say that my brother is not equally as awesome as the girls are, it's just different. It's one of the major reasons that we had the girls so close in age.
And for some strange reason, I get really excited when someone asks me if they are twins.
No. But close enough.
Dar went over to my mom's house friday night and ended up spending Saturday there, because my mom didn't want to take her outside in the cold. Which was fine with us, since Josh and I were both down and out.
So today, even though Dar was still sick, she decided that she would take care of Cassie. When Cass needed a fresh cold cloth for her head, Dar would take care of it. Dar moved off our two seater couch so that Cass could cuddle up on it. And when Cassie, who woke up later than usual this morning, heard that Dar was home today, she immediately moved all of her things out to the living room to be with her.
That's the kind of love and sisterhood I always dreamed about. I have sisters, they are just so much older than me that I really don't know them. We're talking 12 years or more, so honestly we're just in different stages in our life. That's not to say that my brother is not equally as awesome as the girls are, it's just different. It's one of the major reasons that we had the girls so close in age.
And for some strange reason, I get really excited when someone asks me if they are twins.
No. But close enough.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Horses
Laurel was telling a story about her day at school, while we were eating dinner tonight. It went something like this.
So there were a lot of kids being loud at library today, but Alese, Jaylyn and I were being quiet so when we got back to class, Mrs. Waddell said we could have a horsey kiss and I ate mine all up then we got our coats and went home.
A horsey kiss?
oh. A Hershey kiss. She meant a Hershey kiss. I was beginning to wonder what they really did at those schools these days.
Sometimes you really have to deceifer the code of your own kids.
Like when the girls were singing the Transformers theme song. It went like this...
Transformers
More than meets the eye
Autobots leading battle to defeat the evil horses of the deceipticons.
Must be something in the water lately.
Like horses.
So there were a lot of kids being loud at library today, but Alese, Jaylyn and I were being quiet so when we got back to class, Mrs. Waddell said we could have a horsey kiss and I ate mine all up then we got our coats and went home.
A horsey kiss?
oh. A Hershey kiss. She meant a Hershey kiss. I was beginning to wonder what they really did at those schools these days.
Sometimes you really have to deceifer the code of your own kids.
Like when the girls were singing the Transformers theme song. It went like this...
Transformers
More than meets the eye
Autobots leading battle to defeat the evil horses of the deceipticons.
Must be something in the water lately.
Like horses.
Friday, February 15, 2008
Definance
Today Cassie is defiant. Yesterday for lunch she wanted a piece of lasagna. She decided after taking two bites that she didn't want it, so I told her that she could put it away for dinner. So she did. And didn't want to eat it for dinner. She ate two bites. So I told her that she would be seeing it for breakfast. Out on the table this morning for breakfast was this little plate of lasagna for Cassie.
She didn't want it.
She wanted something else.
Like a cookie from Biggby's.
'Nope.' I said. 'Eat your lasagna and maybe I'd think about it.'
'I ate all of my food.' Piped up, Adara. Way to play it up.
'Okay, cookie for you.' (I think at the time, I wanted to hit home the fact that I was the one in charge, not Cassie. It may have been subconsciously to prove to myself that I had more backbone than Cassie.)
AAAHHHHHHH said Cassie
And it hasn't stopped.
She's sitting at the table complaining at the lasagna plate that its too saucy.
Ah, relief, it's 10.15 and finally she's letting me feed her the lasagna like she's a 1 year old.
-The rantings of 25 year old stay at home mom
She didn't want it.
She wanted something else.
Like a cookie from Biggby's.
'Nope.' I said. 'Eat your lasagna and maybe I'd think about it.'
'I ate all of my food.' Piped up, Adara. Way to play it up.
'Okay, cookie for you.' (I think at the time, I wanted to hit home the fact that I was the one in charge, not Cassie. It may have been subconsciously to prove to myself that I had more backbone than Cassie.)
AAAHHHHHHH said Cassie
And it hasn't stopped.
She's sitting at the table complaining at the lasagna plate that its too saucy.
Ah, relief, it's 10.15 and finally she's letting me feed her the lasagna like she's a 1 year old.
-The rantings of 25 year old stay at home mom
Thursday, December 06, 2007
I'm so excited!
I've been working on a melody for a few months and today, I broke into something I really am freakishly excited about. I had this really great verse I wanted to use with a song, but it just didn't fit with the idea I had today and I had to put it aside reluctantly. I believe it was John Lennon who said (and I'm absolutely paraphrasing here) that sometimes when you're writing a song you have to throw out lines and sometimes whole verses, even when they are good, to get the song right. An unfortunate truth I think. Actually it helped me a lot in songwriting, and I'm not even particularly a John Lennon fanatic or anything. I mean he's good, I just haven't taken the time to listen to his songs (minus the Beatles) and I seriously want to. Just haven't. Anyways, I finished a song. I'm so excited!
These kind of days I can't wait until Josh gets home and I get to do my 'See what I did' dance.
This is the Mel I know and love.
These kind of days I can't wait until Josh gets home and I get to do my 'See what I did' dance.
This is the Mel I know and love.
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
Bizarre.
So bizarre couple of days. I think when Josh leaves for work before the girls get to say good morning, it leaves us in a world of bizarre.
I found a cat this morning. However it was definitely an inside cat, so I knocked on doors and found the owner down the street. What a pretty cat. I would have adopted it in a heartbeat. It had an amazing beige long haired coat, and it's boots were brown. When it walked you could see it's 'thumb,' and it's eyes were a crystal clear blue. It loved to be loved and held.
Our cat is tearing apart our Christmas tree. It's driving me nuts. I can't wait until Christmas is over so I can take it down and not have to get after the cat every time I step out of the living room. Seriously, I've taken to walking back into the living room after I leave, just to make sure he hasn't jumped into it. He's caught onto my trick, because he now waits rather patiently for my second time around, gives me this innocent 'not doing anything to that tree' look, before he attacks. This could be why I wasn't blessed with a male child. I have a male cat to contend with instead.
It was really nice of him when he curled up on my lap for breakfast this morning though. Sometimes he's on my side, like last night when I fed him a piece of chicken while Josh was watching his football game. He went so wild over it that he started going after Josh's chicken. That was fun.
Sometimes that cat acts like such a child.
And so do I.
I found a cat this morning. However it was definitely an inside cat, so I knocked on doors and found the owner down the street. What a pretty cat. I would have adopted it in a heartbeat. It had an amazing beige long haired coat, and it's boots were brown. When it walked you could see it's 'thumb,' and it's eyes were a crystal clear blue. It loved to be loved and held.
Our cat is tearing apart our Christmas tree. It's driving me nuts. I can't wait until Christmas is over so I can take it down and not have to get after the cat every time I step out of the living room. Seriously, I've taken to walking back into the living room after I leave, just to make sure he hasn't jumped into it. He's caught onto my trick, because he now waits rather patiently for my second time around, gives me this innocent 'not doing anything to that tree' look, before he attacks. This could be why I wasn't blessed with a male child. I have a male cat to contend with instead.
It was really nice of him when he curled up on my lap for breakfast this morning though. Sometimes he's on my side, like last night when I fed him a piece of chicken while Josh was watching his football game. He went so wild over it that he started going after Josh's chicken. That was fun.
Sometimes that cat acts like such a child.
And so do I.
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
My cat likes to play tricks.
We have bi-fold closet doors. I am constantly closing closet doors so I wouldn't be surprised if Jetta got stuck once or twice in the closet. But have no fear. He has learned to open bi-fold doors. I'm never in the closet when he does it, but I'm guessing that he pushes his paw against the inside of the door and it opens just enough for him to peek his head out. I've seen him stick his head out the door and watch me, watching him.
He likes to play games like that. The moment we are ready to go outside, he bolts for the front door so we have to coax him to go back inside.
He sneeks into the girls room at night when he knows full well that he's going to get kicked out.
He runs for the workroom door downstairs and suddenly is very quiet, hoping that I will leave him in there, so he can yowl at me to open the door and let him out.
He runs to use the litter box when I am cleaning it out. And if it is not cleaned out about every other day, he will nip and cry at you until it is done.
He will sit at the office window and yowl at the bus stop kids, because he wants to be outside with them.
He's really not that bad of a cat, minus getting on the table and attacking the christmas tree. It's like he has ADD for cats. He gets plenty of attention just from the girls alone.
He just likes to play tricks on us.
He likes to play games like that. The moment we are ready to go outside, he bolts for the front door so we have to coax him to go back inside.
He sneeks into the girls room at night when he knows full well that he's going to get kicked out.
He runs for the workroom door downstairs and suddenly is very quiet, hoping that I will leave him in there, so he can yowl at me to open the door and let him out.
He runs to use the litter box when I am cleaning it out. And if it is not cleaned out about every other day, he will nip and cry at you until it is done.
He will sit at the office window and yowl at the bus stop kids, because he wants to be outside with them.
He's really not that bad of a cat, minus getting on the table and attacking the christmas tree. It's like he has ADD for cats. He gets plenty of attention just from the girls alone.
He just likes to play tricks on us.
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