I know, I know. I've been neglecting this blog again. But I hope that the above picture of our stupid doggie will ease the pain of my absence...
It's not that I don't love this blog, I swear. And it's not that I love my
other blog better either. I double-dog pinkie swear. (Okay, I really do love writing recipes.)
Anyway, I know my excuse for not posting is always "I'm busy", but really I swear it's true. Without going into the gory details, let me just say that this show has been one of the most profoundly exhausting experiences of my life. Don't get me wrong, it's great, and you should totally come and see it. But it's big-- HUGE-- bigger than any show I've done in the Studio and therefore the process has been nutty and trying and weird and ultimately (I hope) rewarding.
So what's happening in my life now? The show's open, I'm looking forward to having my days free. After weeks of working over 60 hours and dealing with... personalities... I can't tell you how wonderful it is to have the whole day free, to stroll in to work around 6pm and be done at 9:30pm. Before you call me lucky or get all jealous, trust me, I've EARNED this.
My season ends on June 27th and I have the summer off. In the past I have simply gone on unemployment and tried to relax before the next season starts up again, but this summer I think I'm going to switch it up a bit. I find that while having one month off is glorious, four months becomes so very tedious. I'm poking around for a part-time job that will let me collect partial unemployment so that I can keep my brain active and yet still have time to loaf. Hopefully this new game plan will allow me to have the
Epic Summer of Hanging Out and a little extra pocket change to boot.
Do I sound a little vague to you? Don't worry dear readers, things will be all clear soon. Until then, you'll find me cleaning my house, cooking a lot and catching up on all the reading I've been putting off. On my nightstand right now:
Full Moon Feast: Food and the Hunger for Connection, by Jessica Prentice which explores seasonal eating across many cultures and gives the modern reader a chance to reconnect with those ancient and valuable traditions. I'm really enjoying it! Up next I'll be tackling Neil Gaiman's
Anansi Boys, which I ordered soon after I finished his
American Gods.
American Gods was one of the best books I've read in a long time. I cracked it open on my birthday and it's themes have had a profound effect on me during this winter/spring of my weird journey.
Okay, now I'm sounding really nutty. I'd better stop while I'm ahead. Until then, dear readers, I leave you with the (hopefully sincere) promise to keep this blog better updated.
Oh. That sure is a handy sign.
It was a hipster-o-rama fest, let me tell you that. If it was hipster-related, it was there. You had your strange haircuts, your ironic tattoos, your fixies propped everywhere, your weird facial hair, your pitty mixes roaming about, your biking fanny packs, your keg of PBR.
(l-r: Beth, me, Arizona, Amanda, Dalice. I don't know who that random girl behind us is, but her shoulder tattoo was rad)
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