crocodile rock

My feet don't hurt at all today.  I think it's because of my shoes.  I got new croc shoes for Christmas, and I am pretty certain that they are the best present ever.  I wore them today (if you didn't guess already) and my normally sore feet feel fabulous.

Rehearsal today was fine.  We are currently suffering from claustrophobic stage syndrome and chatty smart kid disease.  I'm not too concerned.  Wednesday is always a doozy, especially if/when you are working on a stage that is really too small to contain all of the kids in your cast.  They can't get on and off stage without bull-dozing into one another.  But the set will be up tomorrow and they will stop doing all the silly things they were attempting to do today.

It makes me miss the old unnecessarily large stage at good ole Bethel Middle School...

I went to BDubs today and was pretty happy about it.  I also bought things.  I wasn't going to.  But Forever Twenty One got the better of me.  But I mean, Brendan and I are going out tomorrow night to an event called "First Thursday" where in all of the art galleries in the Pearl District are open and they have cocktails and hors d'oeuvres (it only took me too words to spell that correctly!) and you can walk around them and all that jazz.  Should be loads of fun!

Forgive my disjointed A.D.D.ness, but I really have nothing of consequence to say.