This is another one of those stream-of-consciousness ramblings that I don't know how to name. I liked "Petals on the Wind," but it makes me think of that VC Andrews book, the sequel to Flowers in the Attic. It's bizarre to think that that's what I was reading in middle school. But they were freaky and I loved them.
Anyway...random things on my mind this early vacation-week morning...
I loved last night's Glee, the Madonna episode, even though my DVR did not catch the last five minutes because of American Idol. The musical numbers were amazing, and the whole "Like a Virgin" sequence was absolutely hot. Loved it!
Speaking of geeks in high school, some of my favorite people, we are choosing the musical today for next fall. Always a big decision, and I hope the discussion goes smoothly and that we make a wise choice. There are a lot of things on my list that are slightly less ambitious than usual...because I need some stability in that arena next year. I feel compelled to choose something over which I can have a strong handle. Plus, I totally want to do Legally Blonde the following year when it becomes available so it'll be nice to do something simpler in between. We'll see how it goes.
I'm buying my house in a week and a half. I'm not even freaking out a little bit, except for all of the reminding flickers of euphoria whenever I pursue my paint swatches. Which is daily.
It's a quiet Wednesday morning of school vacation week, and I have to work at both of my schools today. But only today, so it's not so bad. My middle school show is significantly behind schedule, so hopefully rehearsing for a few hours today will help it to feel a little more stable. I'm moving throughout production week, which ironically makes production week less stressful...'cause, really...what difference does it make? It's a show. And it will be absolutely fine, and no more fine if I worry about it than if I don't. So I'm not going to worry. I'm going to think about swatches. And there will be no Pajama Done Day for this one. It'll be a Pajama Paint Day, which, in this case, is infinitely better.
I love the morning mist on the pond outside the Vacation House.
Now I will go drink more coffee about that. Have a wonderful Wednesday.