April 11, 2005

Stress Rehearsal

Last night E announced that "Stress Rehearsal" began tonight, and so it does.

We have these last few days with the added challenge of costume, make-up, and character shoes to complete the transportation for the audience. I am a little nervous as the shoes will be new for me. At the opening of the "Oom Pah Pah" scene, several of us come drunkenly down the stairs, and as I am the first and need to make room to allow the others to quickly pass, I grab onto a rail and feign a steadying of myself. I am anxious about doing this in shoes new to my feet.

Yesterday, knowing it would be the only day for our family to just be together for some weeks to come, we opted for staying home, sleeping late, making an extremely delicious brunch of homemade waffles with strawberries and whipped cream, sausage, eggs, an assortment of juices, coffee and half-n-half for me. It was wonderful to eat together, laughing, talking, enjoying the company of one another and, of course, the food.

We met later in the living room to talk about what Jesus meant to each of us, sang some hymns, and shared in communion, most of us still in our pajamas.

That afternoon, E and A and I went to on an outing to purchase new towels for their bathroom, along with a shower curtain; towels for C and K's bathroom; a curtain rod for E's new curtains from PB Teen (a gift from her grandmother). We made one last stop at the Ralph Lauren outlet and it was there that I was smugly pleased with myself. Spying a rack of dark-rinse jeans on sale, I grabbed a pair along with a t-shirt to try on while the girls went next door to get some chocolate from the Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory (I put in a request for a dark chocolate bar- my hands-down favorite.). In the dressing room listening to a dance mix of the Beatles, I slipped out of my Lucky's and grabbed the size 8 RL jeans. Hah! Too big! I walked out and asked the waifs attending the register if they had a size 6. Yes, indeed they did, and yes, indeed, I bought 'em. And the t-shirt.

We landed home just in-time for the girls to play piano for a special evening service at church.

It was just the relaxation and time together that I needed to forge through the coming week.

Oh, and I am meeting Ith this week for lunch. Mental note to secure the details.

Posted by Rae at April 11, 2005 08:55 AM | TrackBack

everytime i read about your family being together i get all happy inside! i can't wait to have a family of my own! yesterday at church, the definition of family was asked. nick wispered in my ear "at least three people." oh, the day when we get to have kids!!

Posted by: Ann at April 11, 2005 11:09 AM

Heh. Intesting that he mentioned the number three. I know he meant the two of you and a child, but that is the number that he and I share: mother, himself, and me.

My selfish hope is that I am near enough to visit often. The thought of not being able to hold and smell and play with and spoil and love my neice (poke, poke) would make me feel quite desperate.

Posted by: Rae at April 11, 2005 11:38 AM

Are you playing a tart?

Posted by: jeff at April 11, 2005 01:25 PM

Alas, I didn't get to play a tart. I am just a poor woman, albeit a drunk, poor woman, in that scene, that is. I become a respectable woman for the other scenes.

Posted by: Rae at April 11, 2005 05:32 PM

There's a Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory? Kewl!

See you Wed.!

Posted by: Ith at April 15, 2005 08:05 PM
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