It’s that moment in a blogger’s life, when you have a whole day of adventures about to start, you have not written a blog post and you wonder if you have time to come up with something before people get here and the adventures begin.
Some people might think I should not be having adventures today but should be recruiting my energies for tonight’s performance of Roxy (you know, that play? I think I may have mentioned it). They may have a point. However, when several members of your family have made a special trip and your husband has gotten a rare Saturday off to go to the Mohawk Valley Garlic and Herb Festival in Little Falls, one feel obligated to make just a little more effort.
For the record, opening night last night went well. We had more than a sold-out house, and nobody walked out (like in the dream I had Thursday night; perhaps you read my blog post about that). I remembered all my lines. The gun misbehaved, and I had to yell, “BANG” once, but these things happen in live theatre.
As for today, I wrote a few post cards and finished up two letters. Steven and I walked to the post office to mail them. It felt good to take a walk. We are having a lovely day, not too hot, nice little breeze. It may rain later, but that’s OK. As I often say, I ain’t sugar; I won’t melt.
So this is my blog post for today. Not such a much, perhaps, but you’ll have that in a daily blog. Soon I shall be off to buy garlic at the festival, then to kill my husband and suffer the consequences (theatrically speaking). I hope to see you all (figuratively speaking) on Wrist to Forehead Sunday.
I wish you a fantastic theater experience! I like to mail weekly letters to my Mom. She seems to collect them but not read them. I had to open 3 of my letters just so she would see the stickers or decorations I sprinkle in so th hey will attract her fading memory and help her focus. I sure love walking to mail a letter, just 2 blocks away. 🙂
Thanks! I mail postcards usually weekly to a couple who used to be active in my theatre group but are now almost shut-ins, to a fellow I know (mostly a friend of my parents) who is in a nursing home, and to whoever else I know that might need a pick-me-up. I’m sure your mother loves getting the letters, and walking is just always a good thing to do. Rock on!
🙂 sounds like a great day
It’s been pretty good so far (as of right now I’ve been to the Garlic Festival and am drinking coffee in anticipation of getting ready for the play).