The library and it's drama

So, I'm sitting at the Baker County Library trying to work on my children's theatre script. I've been coming here everyday I can for the past couple of weeks. Interesting things happen at the library, and here are a few things I've learned...

1) There are a profusion of red cars in Baker.

2) Men playing chess is humorous. Old men playing chess and reacting to it like it were a loud sporting event is hilarious.

3) Bill Peet wrote some amazing children's books in his time.

4) Virginia Creeper did not get it's name by happenstance.

5) Elderly people and preteens come to the library in the mornings, which make for an exciting mix.

6) They really do frown upon talking in the "quiet" part of the library.

7) You can have very long conversations about absolutely nothing when trying to avoid working...but not in the quiet part of the library.

8) Not even the vast knowledge contained in the library will help me rewrite the trouble spots in my play.

9) Lavender, in August, is not very pretty if it's not taken care of.

10) No matter what time of day, or what time of year, the library has it's air conditioning on. And no matter where I sit, I'm directly under or over a vent.


So, now that I'm completely distracted by looking out the windows constantly, the loud noises coming from the chess boards, and the sub-zero temperatures of the library I think I'll go and get myself a coffee. The profusion of caffeine in my blood stream should help me settle down and focus. Or at least get rid of the pounding headache I woke up with. Or, at the very least, make me VERY happy to be alive.

Little Less Conversation...a few more pictures of dress rehearsal.

Pictures of Pride and Prejudice with Lizzy's song on it. "A Little Less Conversation, A Little More Action" by Elvis and the Chemical Brothers is the song I listen to while getting ready for the production. I listen to a different one during intermission.

Enjoy.

Laundry...I love you...I know thou art mine...

Ok, so I know I haven't blogged in quite awhile, but I've been busy. Really I have. I'm not just saying that to make myself feel better...or to make you feel better...or whatever it is that comments like that are supposed to do. Since last I blogged I've dealt with working full time...finishing up the costumes for the summer show...having a work crew of 40 people down to work with the church...I had rehearsal every night....performance for 4 of those nights....and guests in my house...

Seriously...no time to blog. I barely have time to eat and sleep.

Fortunately, I had last night and tonight off from doing anything (besides massive amounts of laundry) so I thought I'd catch up with the blogging.

...oooookay....blogging....there's so much happening in Rob's and my life right now...and none of it I can really divulge....hmmmm....(Oh. No we are not pregnant. For those of you whose heart skipped a beat...mother) uh.....

Let's just say that Rob and I need your prayers...big time. (Our marriage is fine...don't worry about that) Just pray for us please. We need intervention and direction from God, and both of us are to firmly in the middle of it all to pray with a clear head.

Thanks. Love you all.

Does Lemon Cheese taste like Lemons or Cheese?

It's Sunday night. I have to work on Monday. I have rehearsal on Monday, and it's a full dress rehearsal. *sigh* Do I have everything done? No. Am I close...yes-ish. It'll be interesting tomorrow to see who has what and why. First dress is always an adventure.

I'm so tired right now. I've been sewing buttons and doing button holes all weekend. I'm tired of hand stitching...oh crap. I forgot. I have one more hat to build. Poo. Well back to work...

And I can't get you out of my head...

I think I'm going insane. (of course some of you would say "going?") I seriously cannot stop thinking about P&P. I think about my character. I think about the costume design. I think about how people look in their costume. I think about different ways Peter and I could play the last Act. I just can't stop...I'm not sleeping because I can't stop.

I wish I could sleep without the use of allergy medicine to put me into a stupor. I wish my brain would shut off.