*ahem*
new year's post....
*sighs*
I don't think I'm ready to write that yet.
For now I will say this...
it has been an incredible year. More ups and downs that I'd ever experienced before, more vivid memories than I can hold on to. More love than I ever thought I'd know.
More change, heartbreak, heartache, joy, unsurpassed peace and happiness than I can truly measure.
And through it all, 2 things remained. My Father in heaven, my rock and foundation, my salvation.
And a world of friends, more faithful and kind and patient and honest and fun and uplifting and gentle and weird and crazy and bad-at-replying-to-emails, but good-at-coming-to-airports...steadfast as humanly possible. I love them. If you're reading this, the likelihood is that you are among them, so I love you.
Thank you all for a wonderful year.
Praise God, from whom all blessing flow.
Praise Him, all creatures here below.
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host.
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
Amen.
31.12.02
29.12.02
On the one hand, I love musical theatre, and being in a show.
On the other hand, my eyes hurt from the constant application and removal of make-up.
On the other hand, there's nothing like finding your spotlight.
On the other hand, I'm exhausted.
On the other hand, I've always wanted to do this.
On the other hand, I'm only in the chorus.
On the other hand, if I work hard, I'm pretty sure I could take this somewhere.
On the other hand...
THERE IS NO OTHER HAND!
On the other hand, my eyes hurt from the constant application and removal of make-up.
On the other hand, there's nothing like finding your spotlight.
On the other hand, I'm exhausted.
On the other hand, I've always wanted to do this.
On the other hand, I'm only in the chorus.
On the other hand, if I work hard, I'm pretty sure I could take this somewhere.
On the other hand...
THERE IS NO OTHER HAND!
25.12.02
Welcome to Our World
Tears are falling
Hearts are breaking
How we need to hear from God
You've been promised
We've been waiting
Welcome, Holy Child
Welcome, Holy Child.
Hope that You don't
Mind our manger
How I wish we could have known
But long awaited
Holy Stranger
Make Yourself at home
Please make Yourself at home.
Bring your peace
Into our violence
Bid our hungry soulds be filled.
Word now breaking Heaven's silence
Welcome to our world
Welcome to our world.
Fragile finger
Sent to heal us
Tender brow prepared for thorn
Tiny heart
Whose blood will save us
Unto us is born
Unto us is born.
So wrap our injured
Flesh around you
Breathe our air and walk our sod
Rob our sin
And make us holy
Perfect Son of God
Welcome to our world.
--Chris Rice
Tears are falling
Hearts are breaking
How we need to hear from God
You've been promised
We've been waiting
Welcome, Holy Child
Welcome, Holy Child.
Hope that You don't
Mind our manger
How I wish we could have known
But long awaited
Holy Stranger
Make Yourself at home
Please make Yourself at home.
Bring your peace
Into our violence
Bid our hungry soulds be filled.
Word now breaking Heaven's silence
Welcome to our world
Welcome to our world.
Fragile finger
Sent to heal us
Tender brow prepared for thorn
Tiny heart
Whose blood will save us
Unto us is born
Unto us is born.
So wrap our injured
Flesh around you
Breathe our air and walk our sod
Rob our sin
And make us holy
Perfect Son of God
Welcome to our world.
--Chris Rice
22.12.02
Today I fell asleep:
sitting in a chair.
sitting on a couch.
(nearly while) standing on stage
(nearly while) walking through the mall.
sitting on a couch (@ home).
anytime/place I stopped moving for 30 sec. or more, falling asleep was a danger.
Yesterday I almost fell asleep while driving....IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY!
sunshine, warm air (in the car), cool air (through the window), music, etc...
That scared me. I definitely need MORE sleep!!!!!!
sitting in a chair.
sitting on a couch.
(nearly while) standing on stage
(nearly while) walking through the mall.
sitting on a couch (@ home).
anytime/place I stopped moving for 30 sec. or more, falling asleep was a danger.
Yesterday I almost fell asleep while driving....IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY!
sunshine, warm air (in the car), cool air (through the window), music, etc...
That scared me. I definitely need MORE sleep!!!!!!
Who can know what tomorrow holds?
But over the horizon, surely you and I will find...
Emmanuel, God with us.
Emmanuel.
Emmanuel, God with us.
The Son of Israel.
The years they come, and the years they go
Though we may forget somehow
That the child once born in Bethlehem
Is still among us now.
Emmanuel, God with us.
Emmanuel.
Emmanuel, God with us.
The Son of Israel.
Merry Christmas to all.
But over the horizon, surely you and I will find...
Emmanuel, God with us.
Emmanuel.
Emmanuel, God with us.
The Son of Israel.
The years they come, and the years they go
Though we may forget somehow
That the child once born in Bethlehem
Is still among us now.
Emmanuel, God with us.
Emmanuel.
Emmanuel, God with us.
The Son of Israel.
Merry Christmas to all.
20.12.02
Aside from counselling up at Keats, I've never had a job which required me to work a full work-week. I don't really have one now. A full week for a ymca child-care employee is 27.5 hours or something. None the less, I haven't had to work 5 days in a row before, and *phew* I'm glad it's the last day. Now, believe me, 4 straight weeks of work has been AWESOME ($$$), and it looks like there might be something for me in January, which is very exciting.
But for now, I am sooo tired, and if I don't see this side of 10:00 am for a couple of days, that would be fine.
By the way, come see the Sound of Music. I think we're over the hump (at least for now), and I predict the shows will be high energy from here on in.
If you do come, be sure to laugh and cry and sing along and clap and react to all the right things. For there is nothing worse than a sleeping audience.
Except, perhaps, no audience at all.
*hmmm....*
Listening to: city on a hill (the first). wow.
But for now, I am sooo tired, and if I don't see this side of 10:00 am for a couple of days, that would be fine.
By the way, come see the Sound of Music. I think we're over the hump (at least for now), and I predict the shows will be high energy from here on in.
If you do come, be sure to laugh and cry and sing along and clap and react to all the right things. For there is nothing worse than a sleeping audience.
Except, perhaps, no audience at all.
*hmmm....*
Listening to: city on a hill (the first). wow.
17.12.02
Today, I bought a red rain coat.
It's not a super-adventurer-plastic-goretex contraption, no no...it's classy, it's chic...it only cost me $40.06.
I am sooooo good. teeheehee...
This evening involved a little Christmas shopping, and a lot of driving around in the rain with 3 good friends, discussing things existential and philosophical. More on that later.
It's not a super-adventurer-plastic-goretex contraption, no no...it's classy, it's chic...it only cost me $40.06.
I am sooooo good. teeheehee...
This evening involved a little Christmas shopping, and a lot of driving around in the rain with 3 good friends, discussing things existential and philosophical. More on that later.
Have you ever observed the way children, when playing a game, will take the sudden proclamation of a rule as absolute truth?
For example, today I was watching some kids playing foosball. 2 were playing, 1 was sort of hanging about, and he suddenly announced that the player with the lowest score would win. Now, before this announcement, the players had been competing for the highest score, and when the winner became the loser, she was very upset.
They worked it out amongst themselves eventually, but I wondered why the 2 players simply took what their observer said to be true. He had no real authority, yet his annoucement caused an upset, because it changed the way the game was to be played.
Aren't children interesting?
For example, today I was watching some kids playing foosball. 2 were playing, 1 was sort of hanging about, and he suddenly announced that the player with the lowest score would win. Now, before this announcement, the players had been competing for the highest score, and when the winner became the loser, she was very upset.
They worked it out amongst themselves eventually, but I wondered why the 2 players simply took what their observer said to be true. He had no real authority, yet his annoucement caused an upset, because it changed the way the game was to be played.
Aren't children interesting?
14.12.02
HUZZAH! HALLELUJAH!!!! DO RE MI FA SO...and so on!
What a wonderful opening night!! In key, on cue, in time, on stage, voices clear, lines true, and standing ovation for cast and crew!
And I didn't even have to save the day once!
It was amazing. I am so in love with the theatre, and all it has to offer.
I look forward to seeing many of you @ later performances!!! We simply must schmooze* and schmaaz** after the shows!!!
What else? No, that was all. It's a beautiful show. Do come and see it!
* ** Theatrical terms for the bizarre meeting, greeting, talking, laughing, gift and hug giving, drinking, eating, complimenting, smiling (all exaggeratedly) that goes on after a performance, particularily between actors and actors, or actors and their friends, or actors and gay men. Hmm...weird.
What a wonderful opening night!! In key, on cue, in time, on stage, voices clear, lines true, and standing ovation for cast and crew!
And I didn't even have to save the day once!
It was amazing. I am so in love with the theatre, and all it has to offer.
I look forward to seeing many of you @ later performances!!! We simply must schmooze* and schmaaz** after the shows!!!
What else? No, that was all. It's a beautiful show. Do come and see it!
* ** Theatrical terms for the bizarre meeting, greeting, talking, laughing, gift and hug giving, drinking, eating, complimenting, smiling (all exaggeratedly) that goes on after a performance, particularily between actors and actors, or actors and their friends, or actors and gay men. Hmm...weird.
13.12.02
*Here she comes to save the day*
The nuns do some singing offstage. A song we've sung a million times.
The sopranos...*sighs*...they began the song in a completely different key.
I was mortified, shocked, embarassed.
So what did I, in my sickly, not-really-able-to-sing-soprano state do?
I leapt (leaped? lept?) to the challenge, and belted out the soprano line.
Hence, saving the day.
*high fives all 'round*
The nuns do some singing offstage. A song we've sung a million times.
The sopranos...*sighs*...they began the song in a completely different key.
I was mortified, shocked, embarassed.
So what did I, in my sickly, not-really-able-to-sing-soprano state do?
I leapt (leaped? lept?) to the challenge, and belted out the soprano line.
Hence, saving the day.
*high fives all 'round*
*BLOG OF PITY*
Today, I woke up sooo sick! My sinuses weighed a ton, my stomach was rolling with nausea, I was ready to gag.
I stood up, out of bed.
*mistake*
I was suddenly dizzy, nauseous and cold. My every muscle felt weak, and I swear I was shaking.
I stumbled upstairs. Got dressed et al. Tried to cancel my shift @ work (ymca daycare), but had no way to reach the other staff.
*ugh*
I threw up. I felt like I was about to die. I wondered what deadly virus was wreaking havoc on me. I went to work.
I sat in a chair for three hours, trying not to breathe on the children.
I went to the sound of music (our final rehearsal, we open tomorrow).
*gah*
It was just a bad day to be sick. When I should have been home in bed, I was @ daycare, and then onstage...
*ugh*
Now I am going to bed. I hope I feel better in the morning.
Today, I woke up sooo sick! My sinuses weighed a ton, my stomach was rolling with nausea, I was ready to gag.
I stood up, out of bed.
*mistake*
I was suddenly dizzy, nauseous and cold. My every muscle felt weak, and I swear I was shaking.
I stumbled upstairs. Got dressed et al. Tried to cancel my shift @ work (ymca daycare), but had no way to reach the other staff.
*ugh*
I threw up. I felt like I was about to die. I wondered what deadly virus was wreaking havoc on me. I went to work.
I sat in a chair for three hours, trying not to breathe on the children.
I went to the sound of music (our final rehearsal, we open tomorrow).
*gah*
It was just a bad day to be sick. When I should have been home in bed, I was @ daycare, and then onstage...
*ugh*
Now I am going to bed. I hope I feel better in the morning.
12.12.02
11.12.02
*ahem*
You are cordially invited to A BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION!!!
Guest of Honor: Jesus Christ
Date: Every day. Traditionally, December 25 but He's always around, so the date is flexible....
Time: Whenever you're ready. (Please don't be late, though, or you'll miss out on all the fun!)
Place: In your heart.... He'll meet you there. (You'll hear Him knock.)
Attire: Come as you are... grubbies are okay. He'll be washing our clothes anyway. He said something about new white robes and crowns for everyone who stays till the last.
Tickets: Admission is free. He's already paid for everyone... (He says you wouldn't have been able to afford it anyway... it cost Him everything He had. But you do need to accept the ticket!!
Refreshments: New wine, bread, and a far-out drink He calls "Living Water," followed by a supper that promises to be out of this world!
Gift Suggestions: Your life. He's one of those people who already has everything else. (He's very generous in return though. Just wait until you see what He has for you!)
Entertainment: Joy, Peace, Truth, Light, Life, Love, Real Happiness, Communion with God, Forgiveness, Miracles, Healing, Power, Eternity in Paradise, Contentment, and much more! (All "G" rated, so bring your family and friends.)
R.S.V.P. Very Important! He must know ahead so He can reserve a spot for you at the table. Also, He's keeping a list of His friends for future reference. He calls it the "Lamb's Book of Life."
*see you there*
You are cordially invited to A BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION!!!
Guest of Honor: Jesus Christ
Date: Every day. Traditionally, December 25 but He's always around, so the date is flexible....
Time: Whenever you're ready. (Please don't be late, though, or you'll miss out on all the fun!)
Place: In your heart.... He'll meet you there. (You'll hear Him knock.)
Attire: Come as you are... grubbies are okay. He'll be washing our clothes anyway. He said something about new white robes and crowns for everyone who stays till the last.
Tickets: Admission is free. He's already paid for everyone... (He says you wouldn't have been able to afford it anyway... it cost Him everything He had. But you do need to accept the ticket!!
Refreshments: New wine, bread, and a far-out drink He calls "Living Water," followed by a supper that promises to be out of this world!
Gift Suggestions: Your life. He's one of those people who already has everything else. (He's very generous in return though. Just wait until you see what He has for you!)
Entertainment: Joy, Peace, Truth, Light, Life, Love, Real Happiness, Communion with God, Forgiveness, Miracles, Healing, Power, Eternity in Paradise, Contentment, and much more! (All "G" rated, so bring your family and friends.)
R.S.V.P. Very Important! He must know ahead so He can reserve a spot for you at the table. Also, He's keeping a list of His friends for future reference. He calls it the "Lamb's Book of Life."
*see you there*
10.12.02
It's the most wonderful time of the year!
My family has a plethora of Christmas CD's, tapes, and records--pop, classical, jazzy, instrumental, children's, cartoon...etc, etc, etc. so we listen to them all the time. Or at least, I do. I love a little instrumental music on while I putter about the house.
*putter, putter, putter*
Oh, and no, I can't golf.
My family has a plethora of Christmas CD's, tapes, and records--pop, classical, jazzy, instrumental, children's, cartoon...etc, etc, etc. so we listen to them all the time. Or at least, I do. I love a little instrumental music on while I putter about the house.
*putter, putter, putter*
Oh, and no, I can't golf.
8.12.02
Today was insane. Absolutely INSANE!
I loved it, to a degree.
12 hours of rehearsal is a bit much.
Except, of course, we started late because some people in the show don't understand that time is precious...time is of the essence....(union workers have great contracts so) time is money!
And I love all the people in the show, so spending the day with them ROCKED!
Aside from the ones who talk, and laugh during rehearsal, and who don't listen to the director (and then end up asking a barrage of foolish questions [hence wasting time...see above] later on). Or the ones who lounge in the aisles, so the crew and lighting/sound designers, director, stage manager, etc...can't walk by.
And the nuns sang so perfectly every time.
Oh, there was the one time...*trails off, looking out @ the audience*... we won't mention it though.
However, even with all the crap, angry moments, stupid people, etc, etc, etc...it was fun. It was work, yes, but I can't lie...I didn't mind it all that much. I love theatre, being on stage, the rehearsal bit. When it all comes together, and it's magical, and wonderful, and the house is full...
I'm ready for my solo now, mr.conductor.
*lights go up*
...we've only just begun...
I loved it, to a degree.
12 hours of rehearsal is a bit much.
Except, of course, we started late because some people in the show don't understand that time is precious...time is of the essence....(union workers have great contracts so) time is money!
And I love all the people in the show, so spending the day with them ROCKED!
Aside from the ones who talk, and laugh during rehearsal, and who don't listen to the director (and then end up asking a barrage of foolish questions [hence wasting time...see above] later on). Or the ones who lounge in the aisles, so the crew and lighting/sound designers, director, stage manager, etc...can't walk by.
And the nuns sang so perfectly every time.
Oh, there was the one time...*trails off, looking out @ the audience*... we won't mention it though.
However, even with all the crap, angry moments, stupid people, etc, etc, etc...it was fun. It was work, yes, but I can't lie...I didn't mind it all that much. I love theatre, being on stage, the rehearsal bit. When it all comes together, and it's magical, and wonderful, and the house is full...
I'm ready for my solo now, mr.conductor.
*lights go up*
...we've only just begun...
5.12.02
A few post-post comments...
-about "The Power of One". A few indiscrepencies.
1) in the beginning when the white boy is born (no, I don't remember movie names all that well), the midwife holds him up the in air, WITHOUT supporting his head and neck. Then the mum holds him, also with NO head or neck support.
With a real newborn, you would see some serious head rolling....thankfully actor baby was a few months old @ the time of filming, so we were spared this horrible sight. But really...let's try and be authentic! SUPPORT the head and neck.
2) Very few of the south africans actually had south african accents.
-about CSI:Miami.
1) since when do people wear heavy (looking) pant suits in the sweltering head of Miami?!
2) The other day, a plane crashed in a bog and people were rescued from the water. Mr. Rescue Man would lay them down, check their breath sounds, then begin chest compressions, while say, "Breathe! Breathe! Breathe! Breathe!". He'd be all intense and frenzied when a Mr.Detective would come over and say, "He's gone, Rescue Man." And Mr.Rescue Man would be crushed.
a) Chest compressions are only done if the person has no circulation (or if they're unconscious and choking, actually). NOT if the person is simply not breathing. So, Mr.Rescue Man should have check for a pulse after checking for breathing. *sighs* ABC!!! Airway, Breathing, Circulation.
b) You can't make a person breathe by pumping his/her chest and shouting, "Breathe! Breathe!....".
c) T.V. is stupid sometimes.
-about the chimp art...
1) who spends over a thousand dollars on a painting by a chimpanzee!?
2) ....?
-about "The Power of One". A few indiscrepencies.
1) in the beginning when the white boy is born (no, I don't remember movie names all that well), the midwife holds him up the in air, WITHOUT supporting his head and neck. Then the mum holds him, also with NO head or neck support.
With a real newborn, you would see some serious head rolling....thankfully actor baby was a few months old @ the time of filming, so we were spared this horrible sight. But really...let's try and be authentic! SUPPORT the head and neck.
2) Very few of the south africans actually had south african accents.
-about CSI:Miami.
1) since when do people wear heavy (looking) pant suits in the sweltering head of Miami?!
2) The other day, a plane crashed in a bog and people were rescued from the water. Mr. Rescue Man would lay them down, check their breath sounds, then begin chest compressions, while say, "Breathe! Breathe! Breathe! Breathe!". He'd be all intense and frenzied when a Mr.Detective would come over and say, "He's gone, Rescue Man." And Mr.Rescue Man would be crushed.
a) Chest compressions are only done if the person has no circulation (or if they're unconscious and choking, actually). NOT if the person is simply not breathing. So, Mr.Rescue Man should have check for a pulse after checking for breathing. *sighs* ABC!!! Airway, Breathing, Circulation.
b) You can't make a person breathe by pumping his/her chest and shouting, "Breathe! Breathe!....".
c) T.V. is stupid sometimes.
-about the chimp art...
1) who spends over a thousand dollars on a painting by a chimpanzee!?
2) ....?
4.12.02
I was just watching some mid-day artsy news program, and this was one of the stories.
A lady in Toronto rescued some laboratory chimps from a New York lab, about 5 years ago. The chimps were angry and suspicious at first, so to keep them occupied, she gave them materials to colour/paint with.
NOW...some of the paintings by the 15 would-be VanGogh's are on display @ a Toronto art gallery.
*ok, so up to here I thought, "hmm...neat". Odd but nice. read on.*
The paintings are available for sale. The cost? $700-$1200.
*what!?!*
A lady in Toronto rescued some laboratory chimps from a New York lab, about 5 years ago. The chimps were angry and suspicious at first, so to keep them occupied, she gave them materials to colour/paint with.
NOW...some of the paintings by the 15 would-be VanGogh's are on display @ a Toronto art gallery.
*ok, so up to here I thought, "hmm...neat". Odd but nice. read on.*
The paintings are available for sale. The cost? $700-$1200.
*what!?!*
3.12.02
1.12.02
Ok, perhaps a slight exaggeration, but...
George Frederick Handel's "Messiah", performed by the Capilano College Festival Chorus & Capilano College Singers & Orchestra was AMAZING!
Props to Jo and Andrew "choir boy" Lee!
Admittedly, Coldplay live...WOW! That's a good show. But there is nothing quite like seeing something like "messiah" performed so beautifully. The kind of music that stirs your soul.
When we all stood during the Hallelujah Chorus, I wanted to sing at the top of my voice!!!!!....but I didn't. It just wasn't a festival crowd....
My deepest thanks to Jo for securing me a ticket, and to Andrew for sending the first email.
WOW!
George Frederick Handel's "Messiah", performed by the Capilano College Festival Chorus & Capilano College Singers & Orchestra was AMAZING!
Props to Jo and Andrew "choir boy" Lee!
Admittedly, Coldplay live...WOW! That's a good show. But there is nothing quite like seeing something like "messiah" performed so beautifully. The kind of music that stirs your soul.
When we all stood during the Hallelujah Chorus, I wanted to sing at the top of my voice!!!!!....but I didn't. It just wasn't a festival crowd....
My deepest thanks to Jo for securing me a ticket, and to Andrew for sending the first email.
WOW!
