a life lived

So Friday, I’m sewing away, finishing the gypsy costume I decided at the last minute to throw together for KMF..only to find out the faire was cancelled. Damn.

Made the trip to Kentucky anyway, though, to see John’s friends Mike and Robin, and their impossbly adorable two-year old Wes. Oh, and Belle, the the ridiculously affectionate golden retriever. Can’t forget Belle – she won’t let you. Much fun was had, it was good to finally meet people I’d heard so much about. Robin is very, very pregnant right now and Wes, for reasons completely unknown to anyone but Wes himself, has taken to calling his new brother “baby Jack.”

No sooner were we back in town on Sunday than I ran off to rehearsal for the Harry Potter show various bits of KWP are doing for InConJunction up in Indianna this weekend. Good times swingin’ weapons at people.

Yesterday, I finally got to see the Thutmose III exhibit at the Frist. Amazing. If I could’ve fit the nearly 7-foot-tall statue of a seated Sehkmet under my shirt, it would be residing in my living room now. Alas.

Very very quiet fourth for me; I think I like it this way. Got up semi-early to go swimming and was surprised to find nobody else at all in the pool; much watery fun was had. Then later there the grilling of the hamburgers at my mom’s house, and I think now that my grandmother is petitioning to have John come over once a week to fix all the random things a household of women tends to be flummoxed by. (I think my mom could’ve figured out what was wrong with the grill eventually, but that blown lightbulb over the staircase was a real problem. The stairs were too narrow to support a ladder and we were all too short to reach it.)

There are various people and pets strewn about and napping now (funny sight to behold), and I think later there shall be chocolate chip cookies. After running around so much and having fun the last few days, I think I’ve earned the right to be a slug for an afternoon. Besides, tomorrow I start my last two days as an employee of JoAnn’s. Eep.

personal bubble

{Lilly is hiding behind the computer monitor. I only know this because I can see her little white paws. )

Stayed up way too late last night, trying to soothe a headache that was threatening to either implode my brain, or re-enact that scene from Alien and send slimy creatures shooting out the front of my skull. Finally conqured it with some Dayquil (because if I’d taken the night-time variety at 2:30 in the morning, I’d have slept through class.)

Opera rehearsal today. I got there early and had the accompanist all to myself. I was going to wait for the others, but she advised me to take advantage of the individual coaching, since all the others had had the chance so sing alone, and I hadn’t. She said I had an absolutely scrumptious voice. I think I like that word…scrumptious. It feels yummy.

Turned my brain off today and went to the park and played on the swings till I got queasy, and now I am home. All the way, in Nashville, not the crazy dorm room half-way house. I have cats, fried chicken, and a whole blank evening ahead of me. It’s been a fuzzy, goose down-comforter of a day.

And I really needed it.