Not Complainin'

A quick little "goodbye" peck on the lips is still a kiss. :)

*giggle*

So, every second and fourth Wednesday, I do Irish Dancing. I've got friends there, now, and it's lots of fun.

After about a half hour or so, The Boy showed up to be social but wasn't feeling up to dancing. But there was a shortage of female folk, so I ended up dancing nearly the full time, thankfully avoiding the last one to chat with him. That's all well and normal, and soon after he left.

Cue the entertaining British fella sitting down with me and saying "So when are you and him going to be an item?" ::Snerks:: That's the second time someone who knows us both has asked me that....and also the second person to not believe me when I say "I'm shy!" as to why I'm less obvious than I should be. The extra amusing part was that he added in, at some point, "he's a nice chap, but a bit slow on the uptake sometimes." Hee!

Well, that's that.

Oh, and I'm going out to dinner with The Boy on Friday. :D

Twelve kinds of WIN is....

...having lunch with The Boy, and then hanging out and goofing around for about a half hour or so. Fun stuff! I also got to see the Bender costume he'd made for Halloween. SO awesome, SO well thought out, SO much bigger than I thought it was going to be. :P

OH! And in other news, in the Wizard of Oz, I've gained another role......I'm now one of the Jitterbugs as well! Which is SO good, 'cause I love that song more than any of the others in the show. ::Dances around:: Yay! Though it does mean more rehearsals.....boo.

Hokay, guess it's back to paper crap for me.

Oktoberfest

Went down to the Oktoberfest in downtown today, and at around 3:30 The Boy called to say that he and his Friend Of The Same Name were there and gave me a place to find them. :D So I got to wander around with him and his bud through the craft booths and stuff, stole his hat at one point, got to link arms with him, and oh....we polka-ed randomly in the less crowded areas. I think that embarassed/annoyed Friend-Of-The-Same-Name. T'was amusing.

Also amusing, we were wandering in a painting store when this occured.
Cast list:
Me - Ta da!
TB - The Boy
FotSN - Friend of the Same Name

Me: ::staring at a painting of a guitar.....with an ostrich's head infront of it::
FotSN: ::Blinks:: Uh...
Me: I don't know...I just....what...?
FotSN: I dunno, it's kinda cool.
Me: Well, yeah, but....what the heck, yanno?
TB: It's great if you're into Emu Rock.
Me and FotSN: ::GROANS::

Heh...I'm still wincing/giggling over that horrible pun.

Well, anyhoo, they weren't there long since they were taking a break from the costume project they're working on. The Boy said that once that's done he'll be more available to do things, so yay. :)

I spent some money, too! I got some pretty pretty dangly earrings that I probably won't get to wear unless I go somewhere fancier. And I got a camisole/tank-top from Dash Hemp that's 100% hand loomed hemp. It's a veeeeery pretty blue, but not sure when I'll be able to wear it. Oh wells.
Back to knitting I go. Though I should be finishing up my 2 page paper that's due in a few weeks...

Here's the World War One Flying Ace.....no, wait, that's wrong.

Anyway, this here is my attempt at making a "Tickled Pink" costume from this, that and the other. Crappy Cell phone quality, but that's okay. I'll try to get pictures from FNW.

The outfit includes this:
- Two tank tops, one black and one pink, for layering.
- Pale pink plaid skirt.
- Light Pink tights
- Hot Pink fishnets over tights
- Dance Pants (not seen) because holy crap that's a short skirt.
- Black heels
- Pink cheap "jewelry"...plastic beads, jelly bracelets, possibly pink feather earrings/accessories if I can find any.
- Hair in two low pigtails with pink ribbons (can't be seen here)
- Pink ostrich feather for tickling...and wearing in my hair when dancing. Heh.

So, aside from my room being TRASHED, whaddaya think? Does it look like Barbie threw up onto a school girl outfit?

Some Yays.

Yay hour long walk with The Boy. Also yay that the last half of the walk was arm in arm. Warm arm and friendly contact yay. :D

Essentially, I was antsy and said "I'm urging to wander/walk....you too busy to join?" And he said that I had perfect timing since he'd just put down his project and that "a walk would be lovely!" Decided to walk around his area instead of mine (He's only a mile or so away, but he's closer to downtown than I am), because mine's not too interesting at night, and invited me up to show me the place and offer water. NICE place.


Boo having to get up in under 6 hours to throw myself together for the day AND take my niece to West Valley College due to her having been kicked out of her house. That's a VERY long story that I don't have all the details of.

Boo also for having realized how many papers I've got due next month. But UBER YAY for the walk having calmed me down from my anxiety over it.

Tra la la. I'll update whenever I get more ideas as to what the heck this'll end up as. :)

Costume for Friday Night Waltz

So, Friday Night Waltz is doing a Halloween thang this week. I think I've decided to go with "Tickled Pink." In case y'all don't remember, here's the description:

Tickled Pink: Wear pink clothes and carry a feather.

The reason for picking this? Well, as my friend put it: I can be wicked sexy playing with that, and the feather = instant flirtation.

Soooo tomorrow, I go on a excursion to go find pink stuff. Thrift stores, Goodwill and the like. Plus, hi, it's October. Breast Cancer Awareness month. The month of PINK!

Edit: Awww. My favorite dance partner isn't going to FNW this week due to having a project to work on. :( Foop.

::Dies:: More cowardice

So I e-mailed and offered to go see a movie if he's ever still up for it.

I now have a reply to that, AND a comment he left on my livejournal account sitting in my e-mail box......and I'm cowardly about OPENING them.

I win. ::snerks::

....I'll look at 'em when I finish these drawings for class...

Edit: That wasn't so bad. Essentially, he's pretty much booked this month buuuut says he might be able to free up a few non-Friday-Night-Waltz Fridays. And yeah, the comment to the livejournal makes me think that now he's at least got the notion that I'm interested. ::Snickers:: Yay?

Gnar...

My uterus is trying to claw it's way out of my torso. ::Grumps:: I wanna just stay home and knit. Stupid classes.

Oh, and I've done a few projects recently, and posted them in My Craft Blog.

Did Irish dancing last night a little, but my dancing buddy wasn't there. Sadness. :(

Edit: It figures that once I get my courage up enough, he isn't at The Dell either. And, not sure if it's related or not, but wow my esteem is doooown tonight for some reason.

Updating outside of Comments :P

School has a lot of stuff it's throwing at me at the moment. Working on a 3-5 page paper, and I've got to illustrate 15 pages for a storybook in my Children's Lit. class (Already have 2 done) in the next few weeks.

Wednesday, I'll be going to Irish Set Dancing, and then on Thursday to a local pub for Celtic Night. I've got a lot of friends at the pub, but I'm still new to the Irish Dancing so I'm extra glad my favorite dance partner will be there.

Back to my paper now. Almost done with page 2!



P.S.
I'm still a coward. Also, thinking about possibly suggesting "Fly Boys" for a movie, if I get the guts. :P It's a war movie, but it's an old style war movie....where it's not about the blood and guts, but about the people and their relationships.

In short:

Boys are confusing. :P

Wizard of Oz and other things

So we got a call from the JCC people for Wizard of Oz. Mom and I are gonna be appletrees. What FUN. And the costume is just ever so attractive (From what we saw, the head piece looks like Cthulhu mated with a tree). May or may not also end up as an Ozian and/or a Winkie, since they don't know that yet. Man, I wanted to be Munchkin #3. Hmph.

Hope all the folk at the Ren. Faire are still dry. It's been all grey and drizzly today over here. Not quite helping my mild down-and-outs that I've had since I came home yesterday. Just happens sometimes, not sure why.

Um...oh. In other news, my parentals were handing out the bulletins as greeters at church today. There was something in the bulletin about the committee that was put together to decide whether the theater company would stay or go. While them having to hand that out at church was probably stressful, there were apparently a bunch of folk that came up to them afterwards and told them that they would call the members of the committee and speak positively on STC's behalf. That might be helpful, at least.

Renaissance Faire

Hokay, I'm home from the Ren. Faire. I've....had better times, but all in all it wasn't bad. Because so much happened, this update is mostly in list form. :P

First, the not so good:
- It was really...REALLY cold. For me it was, at least, and I spent most of the time with my arms folded or rubbing myself in an attempt to stay warm. I should've worn one of my thicker skirts.
- I still haven't warmed up OMG.
- The boys I went with kept ditching me. In retrospect, 4 guys and 1 girl....it was bound to happen.
- Due to the constant disappear of my companions, yes, I did have a small cry when it was too crowded for me to join them at the joust (when I'd found them) and it was too crowded to go see Moonie and Broon.
- I didn't get to see Moonie OR Broon.
- Ninja-Boy's mocking me randomly. Yeah, I know it's his humor to do that sort of thing, but it still bugged me.

The stuff that made up for all of that:
- I got to see my dancing buddy, J, as a wandering singing drunk and as a leech seller, YAY!
- I saw the Bartender from The Dell and kept running into him. I don't think he actually remembers my name, but I don't mind that he refers to me as "Cinderella" all the time.
- Seeing the Bold and Stupid Men again. I swear, Bolt Upright is one of the top reasons that I even attend the faire, and when I told him that I got a kiss on the hand.
- Making the Puritans yelp because I siddled up next to one of them and gave him a drive-by-peck on the cheek. He still had lipgloss on him by the end of the day, ha.
- Baklava MmmMmmmm...
- Aramil converting the Puritans to Catholics. He went as a priest and essentially told them that the church allowed wine at the services.
- One of the performers, Kenny Kline, convincing us to see his show by telling us about dead gerbils and Catholic girls gone bad. Also, by attempting to sweet talk me.
- On that note, all of the random folk at the faire who kept hitting on me. It's enough to make me want to wear a bodice all the time.
- The guy at the food stand who kept commenting about every time I lept onto a bale of hay directly across from where he was stationed. "There she goes again!" It made me grin.
- Seeing the troll ride by on an old time bicycle.
- People watching. Particularly watching the faire workers. When I got ditched by the boys for their joust, I wandered around then parked myself by the front gate to watch the Puritans shove communion wafers at people and saying "Do you know what this is!?!? YOU DO?! CATHOLIC!!!! CAAAAATHOLIIIIIIC!" I also watched the leech sellers, too, and just about had a giggle fit every time I heard that infomercial-esque "Are you tired, run down, listless? Then you need LEECHES!" Mmmm, better than Vitameatavegamin!


So now I'm home, still trying to warm myself up, and in DESPERATE need of a massage. Also, to cuddle up against someone. Yeah, yeah, I know I'm a cuddleslut. I just love me my physical contact -- and after a day with those boys, whp really don't lend themselves much to being cuddlesome, I really need just a warm friendly fella to snuggle up on.

Huge WTF and even bigger ARGH!!!

An e-mail the pastor at our church sent out to everyone on the Theater Group's Board e-mail.

"After much discussion and consideration, the Session voted the
following:
"To suspend the operations of the Shoestring Theatre Company pending
an investigation by Session reassessing its purposes and practices, and
to create an investigative committee to address the Shoestring Theatre
issues." "




You can't blame the theater company as a whole for one disturbed individual! ::Fume roar.....and most of all cry:: I don't want Cinderella to have been our final show...I hope they won't axe us for good....

That was fun!

Mom and I randomly went to the Renaissance Faire today out of boredom. It was different going there in my civies, rather than all decked out in garb, but that was fine. I ended up doing a little shopping that would bore my buds when I officially go....so that's good. We also got stopped by William Shakespeare -- who spoke in sonnets at us for somewhere around 3-4 minutes. I giggled the whole time. :)

Next Saturday, the 30th, is my "official" outting to the faire with a couple of my buds. Can't wait! I get to be all dressed up and you get lots more interaction when you're walking around with folk your own age and dressed out in participation. Or at least, I do. Maybe it's just the bodice. ::snerks::

Anyway. That'll hopefully be lots of fun...even if I do have to be the one to drive 152. I hate that highway!

Yarr, a Belated Update.

So, how did I celebrate my "Talk Like A Pirate Day," you ask? Why, I went and put holes in my head - of course!!

See, for a year or so my friend B-Bear and I have had this sort of "Well, if you do it then I'll do it" thing when it came to getting ears pierced. And, well....ever since Cinderella ended, I've been feeling incredibly "girly." Anyone who knows me knows that this is odd behavior for me, as I'm typically a fairly big tomboy. While I'm still fond of rough-housing and everything, I've had an urge to be all....girly! Heck, I've even been hoping for an excuse to wear my purty blue dress that's been in my closet for a bit.

Well, long story short (too late, I know)...B-Bear and I went to Valley Fair mall specifically to get my ears done. Of course, as soon as we got to the place I started to become a total coward. Cue a substantial amount of hemming and hawing over the decision. What was the cure for this? He went first, of course.....I couldn't NOT do it then! It hurt about as much as I expected, but now it's pretty much fine. :D

Now I have a whole new world of accessories open to me! Well....in 4-6 weeks, I will. Right now, I've got to clean and twist it every day and keep it in. Talk about WEIRD.



IN OTHER NEWS:
I've auditioned for The Wizard Of Oz at the Jewish Community Center, and I've got callbacks on Tuesday with my mom. She thinks they want me to be Dorothy or something. I'd be a freakin' OLD Dorothy! I'll keep y'all posted on how that goes.

Dress me!

Alright folk, it's possible I'll be off at a Halloween Ball thing, where "Creative Costumes are encouraged".....my problem? My brain is run dry! So, all of you out there.....send me any thoughts you have. Funny, cute, entertaining, goofy, off the wall....even horrible puns. Hm, make that ESPECIALLY horrible puns. Just so long as there's enough movement ability for waltzing, polkas, swings, and all that jazz.

Have at!!

Edit: Here are a few ideas that I found and kinda like. Thoughts?

Cat's Pajamas: Wear an "instant" cat set (ears and a pin-on tail), with drawn-on nose and whiskers. Then add your favorite colorful pajamas!

Tickled Pink: Wear pink clothes and carry a feather.

Devil's Advocate: Wear buttons and carry signs that say "Devil is #1" and "Vote for Satan," etc.

Monkey Wench: Dress up as a pirate wench, then add some monkey ears and a tail.

Inspector #12: Make a name tag that says "Inspector #12". Just like the real Inspector #12 who puts the stamp of approval on clothing, or appliances, etc., you can carry a magnifying glass, put a pencil behind your ear, and "inspect". You may also have a pad of Post-Its, printed with "Inspected By #12" and stick them on other people.

Friday Night Waltz

.....was the most fun EVAR. Much love to mah buddeh J (until he gets a better alias for posting) for telling me about it and inviting me along. I can't wait to go dancing again. 3 hours may have been hard on the legs, but SO worth it. And it kicked me RIGHT out of my funk....and is getting me out to meet new people, too. So so so so so so fun.


P.S. Thinking of getting my ears pierced.....because playing Cinderella's made me feel all girly and fun. Thoughts?

A lovely show, a lovely show...a finer show you know you'll never see...

Cinderella's Over. I'm......extremely depressed about it. I have only ever cried during the end of one other show - and that was Peter Pan.

I cried today before the show, after the show, during the "thank yous", before going on for curtain call, and for......about an hour during strike, at least. I'd even managed to give my crying to another girl from the show - and I feel bad about that, but it was good to have someone to cry with. I'm completely exhausted, and kinda sore......I fell out of the carriage yesterday at the end of act one. Heh...

Alright. Gonna go to bed. Pictures will be posted when there are some to post. Hopefully, it won't be too long...

Another loooooong bout 'tween posts

Hey all. (Er, or hi to the few people who read this)

It's been craaaaazy here the past few weeks. The show opened this past weekend, and before opening was Tech Week. AKA Hell Week. And boy, did it live up to THAT name. I can't go into the specifics, but we had to emergency-drop a cast member and replace him at the last minute. Talk about exTREME stress. But it's all working out fine.

Um, let's see. My aunt is in town to be in the show....and Joey is doing the videography for the show. He says it's a pain in the ass to do for a few reasons. (1) Both casts do very different staging in some spots. I try to interact with the children playing mice and rats during a song, while my counterpart doesn't....and (2) The staging requires that he uses two cameras.

Ah, speaking of the show and the prince.....here's a (crappy cell phone quality) picture of the two of us after a show. I'll have better ones up as soon as I'm able to.


I think that's about it. I've been kinda depressed these past few days, but I'm not sure why. Pre-emptive show withdrawl I guess. Anyway, gotta go to bed soon. Classes in the morning.