Good Morning

I'm waiting patiently for Spring to return with it's warmth. I'm really sick of waking up some mornings to the promise of a nice Sping day to see it dash as the white stuff decides to fall. I was so desperate to play in the dirt, I planted some seeds left over from last year. I know its a little early but the urge came upon me and I went with it. I think there is something theraputic about the smell and feel of dirt.

Our play, "The Bond" came Runner up for over all best play and our director got "Best Director". The cool thing was that even though we didn't win the "Best over all" trophy and a spot in the provincials, the trophy still came back to our town with a different company. So you know, the top two plays were from our little town. That's got to say something about the talent here.

Hubby has been albeit "roped in" like the rest of us with the theatre, but I think a monster has been created. Hubby has an ear for sounds, he came on board with the present production as "Sound Tech". ... Yeah all I can say is, "Where the hell was he for Steel Mags?" His sounds effects are incrediable and he and the Lighting Tech are really getting into their thunder and lightening. All I know, is when I direct, Hubby had better be ready 'cause I plan on giving him and the Light Tech a real challenge. And as I will be the director, I get to tell him what I want and he has to deliver. A real switch from marriage for the poor guy. But hey, I'll have some fun.

The artwork has taken a wee bit of a back seat to things, the next few months are going to be hectic. I'm just glad our plays will be ending soon. With two weddings (one of which I am in the wedding party) (Yep, I get to wear a Tux with heels, I can't wait), a surprise party and trying to get a garden in, I will definitely be happy when the days are just centred around the fish pond.

Soon...