oh, man.
in Funny Stuff, Performance, Thoughts and Feelings
as american idioms, brother jonathan, chicken, cut, Delaware, dress rehearsal, Esther, fancy footwork, head, Henry VIII, jonathan, king henry viii, Pat, rehearsal, Shane, Tim Gunn, week
One time I overheard my mom trying to use that old expression, “running around like a chicken with its head cut off.”
And I know. It’s not the most poetic of our American idioms.
But my mom failed to mention the chicken, and so she simply told someone that she was “running around with HER head cut off.”
Which she wasn’t, thankfully.
And considering the fact that she never did marry King Henry VIII, that’s probably not gonna happen anytime soon.
But the thing is, I’ve been feeling like that chicken lately. The one with its head cut off, I mean.
And it’s funny how when it rains, it seems to pour.
( Yes, let’s see just how many cliches I can fit in this one post!).
Because I, along with my brother Jonathan, have been busy putting a musical–The Story of Esther–on its feet, and well, it’s the day of the show, y’all (which sadly, is NOT a cliche, but it is a quote from Waiting for Guffman so should count for something, right?)! But all this to say that this week has been tech week.
No problem.
Except that this week is also when a casting company has decided they want to see me.
Every day since Wednesday.
Now both are awesome–Esther and getting seen by this casting company–but together?
Let’s see what kind of fancy footwork can be done to make it work (as Tim Gunn would say!).
So wednesday I drove to NYC and drove back for rehearsal. Then I recorded with Shane. And “recording with Shane” meant that I plopped down on a pillow and fell asleep while Shane and Pat worked hard.
When I asked Shane if I could hear the tracks later he asked me if I knew the story of the Little Red Hen. He was teasing, but still. Good point.
Thursday I drove back to the city, danced to the point where I could have maybe thrown up, had I been the kind that does that, which I don’t, and then drove back to Delaware. I stopped to sing three songs with Shane at a concert and then made it to help run a cue to cue tech rehearsal into a dress rehearsal.
And then today.
I HAVE to be back by seven. I accompany this show and nobody else even knows the music remotely. So I got myself a real nice little Amtrak ticket and man, does it feel luxurious to be all relaxed and not having to pay attention or worry that I’ll get stuck in traffic or even sit up cause, girl! you’re driving! that ain’t no joke!
Instead, I’m all relaxed on the train. And I’m On my way back from NYC and it takes not even an hour and a half to get there, compliments of the speedy Acela Express.
And I’ll make the show tonight.
And tomorrow I don’t have to get up and go to NYC, which sort of feels like a day off, by this point.
So yes, this chicken has found her head once again.
friday cliff’s notes.
in Loved Ones, Performance, Thoughts and Feelings, photography
as bed, Friday, good friday, head, headband, hornbuckle, judah, Mandy Hornbuckle, Newark, poor brother, Saturday, Shane, toad, two different places
Because I am tired, I will be giving you a post in cliff’s notes. Goodness, it’s Saturday, anyway. You probably have tons of better things to do than stay inside, in front of a computer, when the day is beckoning you to go and find out what all the hype about Saturday is anyway.
And because I was negligent in documenting the last time I mentioned getting out of bed with some mad bed head to show for my night, I decided I’d at least capture it today. Cause it was good.
And you’re welcome, Mandy Hornbuckle.
So this is what morning looked like.
And yes, bed head comes in many different varieties. Lately I have been showcasing the kind with roots.
And once I tamed my bed head with a headband, I went on a hike with some lovely people who share my last name.
Judah caught a frog. Or maybe a toad. I don’t think there was a final say, so they ended up calling him Frog-Toad.
And what a lovely little Frog-Toad he was.
And for a hot minute, Judes and I swapped accoutrement. He wore my pink headband while I wore his hat and it suited us well, I think.
Oh, and my brother and I stood on a log together.
And we talked about life and how good it is now, and how unbelievable it’s been and how, man, we’re not sure how we made it here, exactly, but it sure looks a lot better than we ever thought it could.
And we didn’t particularly mean the log, but we could have cause that was nice, too.
Oh, and also, you might not have realized this, but I have a fairy for a niece.
And the woods suit Cosi just fine, I think.
And then tonight Shane and I sang some songs at two different places and with the exception of me messing up just a few lyrics (sorry, Shane!), I think we did well. We added two new songs to our set, which is fun–and now this means that we don’t even have to play every one of our songs to fill out a set. We can pick and choose, which is a nice little luxury.
It was a pretty good Friday, I think.
Oh! except my poor brother and nephew wandered around Newark looking for us to hear us play and never did find us, which is probably not exactly how they wanted to spend their friday night.
So, except for that sad story, it was the kind of Friday that I didn’t mind at all.
uh, that’s not the kind of baptism I meant, but okay. It’ll do.
in Funny Stuff, Loved Ones, video
as friend, God, grief, head, Jimmy, life, little gem, package, pouring water, rebound, rest of the night, water
Basically life gets funnier when I open my mouth. Well, that, and more embarrassing. Like tonight, when I was innocently referring to how my friend came over and showed up with a small bag of cookies, but ended up saying this: And then Jimmy showed up with his small package… But then I couldn’t even [...]
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