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Where the heck has this year gone? I can't believe it's May and spring already. It feels like I just put all the holiday decorations away. Of course, looking back, January was a very cold, very long month. A lot of plants and trees died because of it. I see a lot of winter-kill here. Bushes that have been established for a decade died this winter. I guess the land froze two feet down (according to the garden place guy). One lady in the garden shop has a garden of fifty rose bushes. She lost thirty-nine of them this winter. She was there to replace all thirty-nine plants. Can you imagine? That is at the very least about a thousand dollars in ROSES! More if she was replacing more expensive types.
Hmph. Must be nice. To be able to just drop a grand on rosebushes.
So Lilo and Stitch went off this past weekend. What chaos! I have to admit, the babies were cute. Little two-and-three year olds who were completely clueless, and their pre-ballet teacher sat down off the stage trying to coax them into doing their steps, and arm movements, and twirling with the music. Only a couple of them cried. Only a couple of them refused to go out into the lights. Out of the possibly 40 or so over the four different performances, they did a pretty good job. I think just being in their pretty rainbow costumes with the tiara was enough of a thrill for some of them.
The older kids did pretty good too. I only lost one dimmer the whole weekend, and one patch didn't hold very well, and one dimmer just didn't - the lights in that dimmer were either on or off - and you could only control it directly at the dimmer. We did have to re-focus the front lights twice, but hey, it's old equipment, getting it to hold focus overnight was not in the cards. Strike for the show took us one hour, fifteen minutes. Most of that was getting the Hawaiian drop and the silver lame curtain down and packed. Breaking down the lights did not take much time at all. I shanghaied some people who were just standing around, but if you insist on standing around, you should expect to be put to work, right? And I gotta say, having a minion is nice. There was this high school kid who must have been all of fourteen or fifteen, and he was hired to be at our beck and call back stage. He mainly did stuff for me and Paul (who was the backstage right guy). But for strike he did mainly what I asked him to, since no one else seemed to have a clue. He was a good kid, and knew his way around the antiquated system backward and forward, knowing when to pat and where to kick it to get the lights on when we needed them on.
I have my vacation coming up fast. It's a short vacation, less than a week, but it's gonna be great. I bought a new hat last night to take with me (it's "packable" which means you can wad it up and put it in your bag, and when you take it out and shake it open it resumes it's shape. Cool, no?). I'll have to remember to pack sunscreen - pale has nothing on me, and I don't tan. At all. And we've been warned of the creepy crawlys in the Southwest, so I guess I'll have to pull out the close-toed shoes. I'll need to take my hiking boots, too. I can't wait!
And then when I get back, I have about ten days before I go to NYC for the weekend. Fun fun fun!
Hmph. Must be nice. To be able to just drop a grand on rosebushes.
So Lilo and Stitch went off this past weekend. What chaos! I have to admit, the babies were cute. Little two-and-three year olds who were completely clueless, and their pre-ballet teacher sat down off the stage trying to coax them into doing their steps, and arm movements, and twirling with the music. Only a couple of them cried. Only a couple of them refused to go out into the lights. Out of the possibly 40 or so over the four different performances, they did a pretty good job. I think just being in their pretty rainbow costumes with the tiara was enough of a thrill for some of them.
The older kids did pretty good too. I only lost one dimmer the whole weekend, and one patch didn't hold very well, and one dimmer just didn't - the lights in that dimmer were either on or off - and you could only control it directly at the dimmer. We did have to re-focus the front lights twice, but hey, it's old equipment, getting it to hold focus overnight was not in the cards. Strike for the show took us one hour, fifteen minutes. Most of that was getting the Hawaiian drop and the silver lame curtain down and packed. Breaking down the lights did not take much time at all. I shanghaied some people who were just standing around, but if you insist on standing around, you should expect to be put to work, right? And I gotta say, having a minion is nice. There was this high school kid who must have been all of fourteen or fifteen, and he was hired to be at our beck and call back stage. He mainly did stuff for me and Paul (who was the backstage right guy). But for strike he did mainly what I asked him to, since no one else seemed to have a clue. He was a good kid, and knew his way around the antiquated system backward and forward, knowing when to pat and where to kick it to get the lights on when we needed them on.
I have my vacation coming up fast. It's a short vacation, less than a week, but it's gonna be great. I bought a new hat last night to take with me (it's "packable" which means you can wad it up and put it in your bag, and when you take it out and shake it open it resumes it's shape. Cool, no?). I'll have to remember to pack sunscreen - pale has nothing on me, and I don't tan. At all. And we've been warned of the creepy crawlys in the Southwest, so I guess I'll have to pull out the close-toed shoes. I'll need to take my hiking boots, too. I can't wait!
And then when I get back, I have about ten days before I go to NYC for the weekend. Fun fun fun!
