My body needed it so bad.
I woke up around 10:30 and went to my hair appointment, yawned through the whole thing, came home and slept and slept some more.
Around 3:30 I emerged from my coma and I realized that, uh, while I had a great dress and nicely shaped and colored hair, I had NO shoes or accessories purchased and that the next day was opening night.
I hate shopping. At least for the little details that make up a great outfit. Luckily, my friend (And fellow chorus member) Mary Ellen came with me and I am now in possession of some adorable ballet flats (Complete with ankle ribbons) and the perfect earrings and one dainty, yet sparkly bangle to be worn oh, so flippantly on my right wrist.
Did I mention I hate shopping?
We even made it on time for dress rehearsal.
Opening night upon me.
This is such a cool production: For those that aren’t aware, what makes this so cool is that there is a signing chorus that is signing all the music as it is played. Half of them are deaf. They cannot hear one. single. note of music and they perform flawlessly. It is really amazing to watch.
I did OK.
This is my Conductor. As I don’t want his name associated with my bizarre blog, I’ll call him “Dr.R”. He is actually a speech pathology instructor up at USU and he spent 25 years in the Air Force. He has perfect posture and instead of saying things like “Take it two before section B and then 5 after section F” We get “Two before Bravo and 5 after Foxtrot. (I’m still trying to figure out what “Military Left” is. I have no freaking clue, so I just pretended. It worked.)
I look scared of him in this photo but he is the kindest man on the earth.
The chorus is full of fun people. This guy, Darryl, is my biggest fan. He nicknamed me “Pipes” a couple of years ago and is a retired LAPD police officer. I love my cops, I do. Dr. R told us to “Dress conservatively” for dress rehearsal so Darryl had to have a little fun. I used to date a guy in high school that dressed like this. Dig the kilt.In the end, I’m going to go fall into bed and (Surprise, surprise) SLEEP.