What better day than Christmas Eve to share a Wordless Wednesday? Here are a few moments from around our house lately…
Sharing our cookie…
Making gingerbread boys ‘n girls…
This last shot is one of two handmade projects for Hadman’s Christmas. I decided not to kill myself over them and chose just ONE type of felt food — he requested “pie” for Christmas, so of course I took him quasi-literally — and a felt board, which I’ll show in the future. Oh, and Santa’s giving the felt board. I’ve given him fake felt food in the past, so it’s clearly a “parent gift.” It’s also pretty cool that we can keep adding to his collection depending on his interests. Oh, and the textured one is apple and the other is blueberry (or use your imagination, really). 🙂
And, last but not least, our wish to you all. Thanks for reading, and we truly hope that you have a joyful holiday season.
How’re things with you guys? Ready for Christmas? I’ve got a little last-minute wrapping and one quick project to finish, aside from a couple of recipes and probably one or two “oops, forgot that!” loose ends to tie up. We’ll also drop off a neighbor gift and a treat and coffee at the police station before joining one of our family celebrations tonight. Let the fun begin!
Quick Wordless Wednesday. (And by far less wordy than usual — promise!)
Here’s the bag I’ve been using lately. I love it, but I need one to fit stuff like a) lunch, b) flats (I take them to work and wear boots since, y’know, it’s still cold out), c) did I mention lunch?, d) my big ol’ reusable water bottle, and e) various sundries that a mama always has to have in her bag.
Kinda not very big. Great for pre-baby days. Sucky now. Soooo…I went to Target and got a more “casual” everyday bag….
It’s neutral (gray). It’s utilitarian. It’s the PERFECT size. Yet, still modern enough for me not to feel like it’s an outdated shleppy thing. I was hoping to get a cute patterned one, but this was the best I could find. I love it, regardless. 😉 Mom Bags, FTW!
That’s it for Wordless Wednesday this week. See? Quick and painless! Still harboring a bug/cold (how sweet of it to want to stick around), but hopefully it’ll give way and I can start in on last Monday’s list. 🙂
I told you I’d be back soon with my wardrobe update, and what better day than Wordless Wednesday to share it?
We had a quick read-through of the play last night, so we weren’t in wardrobe. Sorry these are lacking a model, but I’d look pretty weird taking selfies in the dressing room. Maybe. A tad.
Costume #1 is the above pants (LOVE these; they’re my own) and turquoise top. It’s worn for pretty much half of the show, along with metallic flats and a turquoise droop necklace. Costume #3 is the same pants and purple-magenta top (hard to tell in the picture, but take my word for it) with the same metallic flats.
To break up the two “same pants” days (it’s actually several days later), I’ve got a black blouse with a long attached tie, gray skirt (which I’ve used for numerous costumes over the years), and black flats.
So, whatchya think?
I know, I know. Wordless Wednesdays should be just that — wordless. But, I suck at not writing/talking. It’s just…”how I do.”
So, given how involved with the show I’ve been lately, I thought it would be cool to share this picture that I snapped quickly before the writing got erased…
Boring, right? Just a homemade chalkboard with scribbling sitting on the stage floor.
But, there’s more to it than that.
This is a set dressing (technically prop since we actually used it during the show) from “1940s Radio Hour,” which we performed a handful of years ago. As each singer in the radio show arrived for “rehearsal” (all in front of the audience, mind you), we signed in. I was first — “Connie.” Then, a sweet actress named Char (who played “Ginger”), and my sister Mary (who played “B.J.” — it was changed from a male character and worked quite well). Finally, (others didn’t sign in) we see Neal. Er, “Heel” (as I jokingly changed it to each night). In other words, Dave.
That was the show in which Mary and I got to actually interact, and joke around, and sing duets together. It was the show during which our grandmother passed away. It was the show that we were allowed to cry during the last song (“I’ll Be Seeing You” — how can you NOT cry to that?), so Mary and I wept and wept over losing her. No acting needed.
It was the show in which I had to sing pig latin. PIG LATIN.
It was the show in which countless ’40s songs were sung. It was the show we “took on the road” to a local library and an assisted living home or two to spread the cheer around. It was the show with “Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy;” one of my all-time favorites.
It was the show in which I drank about 8-10 Cokes each performance with no bathroom break until it was over.
It was the show in which Dave and I met. We were both seeing other people, and we didn’t speak a whole heck of a lot offstage (except for a silly/snide remark here or there…I’m socially awkward), but we had a blast together onstage — and since we were allowed to improv, we still got to know each other pretty well from the start.
This was an important show. And it’s beyond awesome that the chalkboard will be a part of my current show, considering it’s my first show back in a couple of years and I’m enjoying it so much (and it doesn’t hurt that it’s frickin’ HYSTERICAL).
It definitely feels like returning home again, and something as small as this makes my heart swell.
SIDE NOTE: MOHAWK VALLEY PEEPS, THE SHOW OPENS THIS WEEKEND (March 14, 15, 16, 21, 22, 23 – Friday & Sundays at 8pm, Sundays at 2pm). TICKETS ARE $12 ADULTS, $8 STUDENTS AT THE DOOR.
Just in case, I like to mention that there’s a bit of “PG-13” (or maybe worse) language. No “F” words, but yeah…it’s not for kids. 😉
Why…oh, why? We got a new toaster for Christmas, and while I LOVE it (the other one would often not toast AT ALL, or thoroughly burn…not a safe thing to have around), I find it strange that ONE setting can produce TWO very different results…
I started physical therapy this week since my knees have been giving me some trouble ever since I was pregnant with Hadley (way to get on that, Meg…that was two years ago). My physical therapist is awesome, and I noticed that her instructions for my home exercises looked strangely similar to the doodles that Roo at Neon Fresh (one of my favorite irreverent blogs) uses to enhance her posts/crack up her audience…
Seriously, sorry it’s so small. I took it from Instagram and that’s the best I can do with it. You can’t see it well, but she at least put smiley faces on the lil’ dudes…which makes it just slightly less awkward when actually performing them.
Here’s to loosenin’ those hamstrings, realigning those thigh muscles (the names of which escape me), and getting those meniscuses (menisci?) back to normal! Happy Wednesday, folks!
I can see that the ever-popular “Wordless Wednesday” blog posts so rampant in the blogosphere will be a best friend over the next few weeks. It isn’t that I don’t want to write; I simply haven’t much time or energy with rehearsals and toddler-parenting and life. So, to use a photo to give some insight onto my goings-on is a quick, thousand-word way of letting you know what’s up.
And, of COURSE, it’s of a script.
That’s what happens when you do a show; it’s with you everywhere you go. For superstitious me (Irish actor? Double threat…), I can’t go any place without my script. If there is ANY chance to look over half a page of lines, I’ll take it. But even when I know full well that I won’t have a spare moment to glance at it (this picture was taken after a full day of work where, needless to say, I didn’t look it over), I can’t be without it until the show is over.
Even when we’ve done a couple of performances and we know we’ve got things handled, it’ll drive me insane to know that my script is lying backstage there. Lonely. Not being used. (It’s happened.) My superstitious side also says that I’ve jinxed myself if I seem so aware of my lines that (gasp) I don’t even need to take my script home. I will inevitably go blank onstage. Again, it’s happened.
But, as crazy as this all sounds, I’ve mellowed. I used to sleep with the book under my pillow (particularly for one of my favorite shows, a 3-person one with lots of lines to memorize).
I know this is Wordless Wednesday, but do you really expect me to play by the rules? AND shut up? Good luck with that. 😉
Any wordless things going on with you?
As we joyfully tear open the goodies that Santa has so kindly left for us (and hoping beyond hope that I haven’t passed along the stomach bug to my boys), I thought I’d share a few more pictures from our recent trip to the Cooperstown Farmers’ Museum for their Candlelight Evening.
Thanks so much for reading. It warms my heart to know that even one person (beyond myself) gets any enjoyment out of this quirky little place. Oh, and if you’re bored as things die down this Christmas, have a listen to the Ilion Little Theater’s podcast version of “A Christmas Carol”.
Merry Christmas, friends!