The main events of this past week have to start with the longest dentist visit EVER! Rather than being kind to my kids, and kind to the other patience, the dentist office decided to schedule my girls' appointments back to back with 15 minutes between them. let me tell you... 2 1/2 hours is a long time to find something to do in a dentist office lobby .. especially if you are four.
After the dentist we went to the Pentacle Box office and picked up all the scripts and paperwork I needed for auditions over the weekend. There was a ton of stuff to carry. Good thing I had helped. I am still not able to lift much.
At the end of the night we had narrowed it down to 2 girls and 2 "boys" for Mary and Colin. I say "boys" because one of them turned out to Lillian!
Saturday was a long day. First we had to work through the Dance Studio Spring Recital. In January, Ms. Janey called and ask if Lillian would be interested in being a helper in class for exchange of taking classes again. Lillian was game, so we got back into the dance schedule.
I really liked Janey's set idea for this show. She painted various sizes of boxes in primary colors. She made Dr. Seuss trees out of tissue paper and pool noodles. We hung them from a batten It was really cute. I helped pay for Lillian's classes by recruiting Hannah to run the light board and Kimber to run the follow spot while I ran sound. There are videos on Facebook of the dances, but I don't know how to link them to my blog so you will have to go look them up if you want to see Lillian dance.
I LOVE all my leads. They are very talented and very strong. Sadly, there weren't enough men at auditions. The chorus, which is VERY important to the movement of the show is a weak, due to not having men. My friends Jeff and Robert are helping me. We are calling everyone I know trying to convince people to be in the show. I am still short a bass and an older male. Sigh. I guess I need to pray harder.
This was a long week. I still don't have my energy back after my surgery. By the end of the day I am dragging and definitely ready for bed by 8 pm. That is not normal. I can't find the energy to get out and walk. It is discouraging because walking to the stop sign and back totally winds me and puts me out of commission for a couple of hours. My hernia pouch (the sack created by the hernia I ignored for 15 years) is filling with fluid despite the fact that I am wearing the binder 24 hours a day. This makes me crabby. I don't like being squished all the time. I guess they will have to drain it in a couple of weeks.
In addition, a dear friend died. I wrote a blog about my feelings about her, Touched By An Angel. Read it, if you would like. I am at peace, yet I still tear up when the people I love fill sad and loose it emotionally. my daughters are struggling with it because she was such a great youth leader and they loved her. This experience has been a great reminder that life is short. I've made a better effort to say "I love you" and to be sure that the last thing I say to everyone is kind and encouraging. You never know what will happen next and I don't want any regrets.