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Apparently, I don't spend much time here even though my LJ is my homepage. Huh. Can't explain that one. Maybe I just really liked the first thing I saw to be the poster for "I Hate Musicals!" or something. Anyway...
Somehow, my brain decided that three months after the closing of the show was time enough to start revamping it and making it a whopping 61 pages long! (That's 20 pages longer than the "final" version I turned in to the ACT board at Play Day.) It's now 20 songs, 10 in each act, and there's only a three page difference between Act 1 and Act 2 (although Act 1 is still the smaller of the two.) I've been really pleased with the new song "It Matters" which I had actually intended to include in the RiverBelle performance, but I forgot about it when I couldn't find the lyrics (which decided to show up right after we closed, of course.)
I'm really hoping for some good quality feedback from anyone who formed any kind of opinion about the show. So, if you're reading this, please send some my way! The more input I get, the better this revised version will be and the closer it will be to DONE done. Although part of me wonders if DONE done is actually possible for the artist, or if we just have to walk away from a project at a certain point and try hard not to think about any changes we might be tempted to make. *shrug*
Maybe I'll post again in another four months, who knows. Til then, love you all! :D
-the Amandakittie
My show! It's coming to a theatre near you! (Assuming that Mount Vernon, WA is near you, of course!)
Showtimes are May 1st & 2nd at 8pm at the RiverBelle Dinner Theatre.
Tickets are $10, and can be reserved by calling my cell number, which I won't list here, or emailing starlet.rose@gmail.com, which I totally did just list. XD
This is a super-fun show, and I'm really loving my cast- they are beyond terrific! Please spread the word, we're only on for one weekend, so we need as much word-of-mouth advertising as we can get!
I can't wait! :D
Now it's about a Scottish bride who's taken away by British soldiers on her wedding night, so she kills them and escapes back to her new hubby.
As seen here:
They came for her her wedding night.
They said it was their due.
For she was just a Scottish maid
They’d take her if they choose.
They rode off with the bride in tow,
She waited full of fear.
They stopped for camp, and came at her,
Her dagger blade appeared.
“You’ve taken my wedding night,”
They heard the maiden say
“But you’ll take nothing more from me”
She cried raising her blade to strike them.
Over the hills and far away,
She fought them off both night and day.
Far from the reach of the English king,
A husband prays she's returning.
She knew that it would cost her dear,
But must honor her vow
She told her love she’d be only his
She’d kept that promise now.
She had to fight back tears of rage
Her heart beat like a drum
But now her captors all lay dead
She’d battle her way to freedom.
Over the hills and far away,
She swears she will return one day.
Far from the reach of the English king
Back in his arms she swears she’ll be.
Over the hills and far away.
Over the hills and,
Over the hills and,
Over the hills and far away.
Each night she rode careful to stay
Out of sight from the guards.
She thought of her love back at home
And kept riding on toward her freedom.
Over the hills and far away,
He prays she will return one day.
As sure as the rivers reach the seas
Back in his arms she swears she’ll be.
Over the hills and far away,
She swears she will return one day.
Far from the reach of the English king,
Back in his arms she swears she’ll be.
Over the hills and far away,
He prays she will return one day.
As sure are the rivers reach the seas,
Back in his arms is where she’ll be.
Over the hills,
Over the hills and far away.
Over the hills,
Over the hills and far away.
What is it with our group and songs about chicks who aren't worthless? XD
I'm also doing really good on adding cello to some of our repertoire. We're going to knock some socks off come June Faire, that's fer sure. :)
For those who don't know, my dad was diagnosed with cancer a month ago. He had gone in to the hospital thinking he had appendicitis, and it turned out to be cancer. And not just a little of it. He's in stage 4, for those who know what that means. For those who don't, this is a very, very serious case. He's staying in good spirits, and so are the rest of us. He'll start chemo soon, and I just know he'll do well on it. He'll have to stay on chemo indefinitely, which will be hard, but certainly worth it. With my family going through this, suddenly the holidays mean a whole lot more to me than usual.
I'm in a Christmas mood lately. I bought Christmas cards, and started my list. I'm not doing 120 again this year, I'm actually toning it down to the tune of 68 (for now, more may be added later, but not 52 more, that's for sure!). I'm writing up a little "how 2008 treated us" letter to send along to folks we don't get to see too often, and I cleared a space for our first fake tree. We're putting it on the grand piano. It's tre elegante. :) I found the perfect tree a few days ago, and I just had to get it. You see...
It's BLACK.
I've nicknamed it Obama. :D It's a 5' shiny black tree with clear lights, and it fits absolutely PERFECTLY on the piano, which we were all worried about. Why, I could probably even put a little tree topper on it too! Good thing the living room has such tall ceilings! I tried an experiment earlier, and it seems to have worked, so I will be swapping out all the clear lights for...
RED ones!
It will be so incredibly glorious! And it looks AMAZING with all the white walls. I can't wait to put all the ornaments up, this will be the first year I've been able to get all my ornaments on the tree. To be fair, my past three trees were all a foot tall at most. They were potted, living trees, although they certainly did not live long with me. The last one, Spike III, made a graceful exit after last Christmas, turning the OTHER holiday shade of dead-red. I figured I have probably killed enough trees to warrant switching over to the unkillable kind. That, and come on. Black? With red lights? How could I pass that up?
It's going to be a Christmas to remember, that's for sure. :)
I Hate Musicals! is debuting at the RiverBelle Dinner Theatre May 1st and 2nd of this coming year! That's right, MY MUSICAL is happening with a live audience and everything! WOOT!
Also, I wrote a new song today... ON MY CELLO!!!
Also also, I finished my art project in plenty of time, and I think it looks pretty snazzy!
Life is so good, even when the bad stuff happens- you just gotta look in the right place!
That'd be ME!!! That's right, because I am the new Bunny Bard, I get my own wiki! You can see it (and even add to it, if you have anything to add.... yes Mom, I'm lookin' at you!) at http://wiki.antir.sca.org/index.php?titl
I'm also steam-rolling ahead with the additions and alterations to "I Hate Musicals!" to get it ready for the upcoming Play Day at ACT. I will be distributing copies to several of you so that you can give me feedback, because I really want this one to go somewhere.
So, yeah, King Kelly is going very well, I'm finally confident enough with the music to watch most of the show now. My amazing sister-in-law just got engaged to my-soon-to-be-brother-in-law, and I'm ecstatic because now we can finally claim him as an unnegotiable part of our family which he very much belongs in. :)
I actually got membership to a local gym, as did Nathan, and we've been having a great time working out! It kinda feels like cheating, considering how much I love hiking and just walking around town and all, but it is a bit easier to fit into the schedule this way. That, and I love that ab twisty machine! Woo!
Anyway, life is really good currently, and thanks to finally having two days off in a row, I'm actually getting recharged for the work week! Wowzers! So there ya have it, the update you've all been waiting for!
Jillian introduced me to this art contest on Deviant Art, the artist website she and I both belong to. With an hour to go before the deadline, I suddenly found myself inspired, and just HAD to draw an audition comic for Stan. I got it in twenty minutes late, but wound up getting in anyway. (Huzzah for lack of strictness!)
I spent the last two weeks pouring myself into the first round comics wherein Stan faces off against a puppy. With neon markings. And a poisonous tongue. Which he burned severely. And accidentally. And felt really bad about.
Yeah, it was awesome. You can see the pages up on my page here: http://amandakittie.deviantart.com/
In fact, here's my audition page: http://amandakittie.deviantart.com/art/S
Stan's official reference sheet: http://amandakittie.deviantart.com/art/T
Page One: http://amandakittie.deviantart.com/art/S
Page Two: http://amandakittie.deviantart.com/art/S
Page Three: http://amandakittie.deviantart.com/art/S
Page Four: http://amandakittie.deviantart.com/art/S
and Page Five: http://amandakittie.deviantart.com/art/S
Due to my competitor vanishing from the internet completely for almost three weeks, and failing to submit even a single page for her side of the competition, Stan will go on to the next round. I'm kinda bummed that I didn't get to see her version of Stan, and the interaction with her character, but I know I did a good job, and it's the first real comic I've made, so I'm proud nonetheless.
I'll know who my next competitor will be on the 19th. I hope it's someone a little more active this time around.
Anyway, if you don't have a Deviant Art account, you can't comment on the pages, but please tell me what you think here, cause I'd love a little feedback on my work. :D
I don't know how I'm going to manage waiting until next Friday... I'm so excited!!!
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It has begun.
The local radio station, KWLE 1340 AM now has a copy of "Beverly Anne" and "Where'd You Go?" to put on the air. Tune in and see if you can catch us on the airwaves! It looks like 11am Thursdays are the most likely time to hear our stuff. If you don't have a radio, don't worry, you can tune in via the world wide web using their website http://1340thewhale.com and clicking on Listen Live. I don't know how far KWLE has gotten with its local music focus, but I'm sure they wouldn't mind some folks calling in with requests for a certain song by your favorite bards. :)
Just call (866) 924-3425 option 2. You know what to do after that. :D
We'll see where things go from here.
I'm the kind of friend that can usually gage another friend's interest pretty well. I don't think I will EVER question if Jillian or Kacee or Lauren or Breanna or so-on-you-get-the-idea really want to be my friend because I know it to be a fact. Just like I know I will always want to be their friend. And it isn't really a question of friendship that had me pondering in that last post anyway, it was just me being whiny because I like to be included in basically everything that ever happens with any of my friends, and I felt more than a little left out because Jillian and Kate get along so well, which I'm truly happy about, but maybe it's my selfishness talking-- I just wanted to be in on every joke and part of all the fun. But that's not physically possible when I can't be there to hang out, so I'm really not mad at anybody about anything here, I'm just noticing that I have a discrepancy between what I want and what I can have, and I'm trying to reason it out so that I don't feel that way anymore.
It's something I've been trying to keep an eye on, whether my feelings truly line up with the reality of situations. And sometimes, they just don't. I don't yet have really great methods in place for taking care of such discrepancies, so this is all just experimental treatments for a common ailment I suppose. Either way, I find myself getting really upset and defensive when I feel like I'm being picked on for being "easy to make cry" or "sensitive" or whatever, and somewhere in my brain I know I have the ability to combat those tendencies with cold hard calculation, so that's the route I'm taking. If I AM being "sensitive" to that degree, then I can reason myself out of it. Theoretically, anyway. There's also some stuff I'm dealing with that makes some of the situations I've found myself in during all this particularly difficult to handle, and the only solution that comes to mind is choosing a lower level of involvement.
Realistically, I am going to have to be a little more distant. Partially because I have a hell of a lot to do, and partially because if I don't add any distance it won't change the situation for me, and I will still be pining for attention I have no right to ask for, and in all honesty don't really need in order to sustain the relationships at the level they should be. So there might be some distancing, but it might not even be noticeable, because I'm not talking about being physically present less often, but rather readjusting the feelings I get when I am physically present. And maybe distancing is the wrong word entirely, I guess what I'm really going for is more of a reality influenced set of feelings in regards to those closest to me. Some of you won't notice any difference because there very well may not BE any difference, if my feelings actually line up with the reality of it... I don't mean to sound as clinical as I feel I do right now, I'm just trying to explain this mostly to myself. But either way, I want to reassure absolutely everyone and their mother that I still care about all my friends just as much as ever, and I will still want to hang out, it just might not happen at the drop of a hat (not that it ever really did anyway with the business and all), so that was really all I was trying to say in that wishy-washy post I wrote yesterday (or the day before, or whenever it was, I can't remember).
I think each and every one of you is awesome, and I know you will all support the big plans I have in mind as far as touring and getting our music out there, because I know you all care and want to help, and I love that about you all. I didn't mean to make anyone worry that I was mad at them or anything. I'm not mad at all. I'm messed-up a bit on the inside, but that's all my doing, and I can handle it. I think I just let some issues creep up on me until they were bigger than I thought, and it might just take me some time to deal with them. I'll take care of it, but in the meantime I still care and want to be friends with all of you, none of that has changed. Or will, for that matter.
All the loves of the Amanda Kitty.
And by gosh, that's a whole lot!
I have noticed that I seem more prone to LJing when I'm stressed or unhappy, probably because when I'm content I'm too busy enjoying it to bother. Which is probably why I haven't been posting a lot over the past year. Things are actually going really well, which one might not be able to tell from my posts cause I tend to just write when I'm pissed or dealing with the blahs. Anyway, I'm posting here, so why break the mold? I'll get to that later.
It's a weird feeling to be the odd-man-out with people when you used to be the connector-piece, you know? Like when you feel you've reached a point that the biggest thing two friends of yours have to appreciate about you is the fact that you introduced them to each other? I'm being vague on purpose, for those who are wondering "Does she mean me? Why doesn't she just come out with it?!" I know I can be frustrating like that, but really I'm just vagueing it up here because I don't know if I really want things to have to change. I don't know if I'm actually seeking "improvement" so to speak. Maybe it's time I worried less about trying to make sure everyone loves me, and just focused on the stuff I want to DO with my life.
I've got a lot of huge goals looming overhead right now, and I want to be able to get myself geared up for them. I have to say I am hoping for support from my friends, but I don't NEED it. This is stuff I am going to do regardless of how it's received by those around me because I simply know I need to do it. For me. For my life.
I'm going to get "Beverly Anne" on the air. I'm going to book some gigs, and we're going to get the Bards of KeyPoynt out there. I'm already looking at some places in town to start with, and seeing where we can branch out after that. We've got a big competition at the end of September, and at least two other CDs started. It will take at least a year to get them both out, but they're started, and that's good enough for now. We've sold around one third of our volume for our first CD, and that makes me pretty happy since we only got them out there last month.
I want to spend time with my various groups of friends, but I'm not sure how much effort I want to put into maintaining the more challenging relationships right now. I've got those closest to me, and that feels like enough for now. I'm going to be spending a few weekends pretty soon here with my thank-God-she's-local-again best friend, and other than that I'm just focused on the two shows Nathan and I are working on music for, and the possibility of a tour and radio play. Good times.
Breanna, Nathan and I just played a wedding, and I think we did a pretty decent job for our first time, so that's another aspect of musicianship to look into on a money-making line of thought. All in all, I'm feeling a very strong vibe that now is the time to start making some money out of all the creativity I keep spewing every which-way. Wow, wasn't that a beautiful mental image? XD
So, basically, if you're my friend, and it seems like I am kinda pulling away in the next few months, please don't take it personally. You know me, I'm crazy busy anyway. Work is insane, and play lately seems to be just as demanding. But I want you to know that I still care, I just want to get some major ambitions taken care of, and it seems like that's going to require a lot of time and energy, which I'm usually pretty strapped for. But hey, March of next year... IRELAND!!! Two weeks of Emerald Isle Awesomeness! It's gonna be amazing!
Who knows, maybe we'll all be rich and famous by then. :)
Those that know me understand that this is nothing new, and that I seem to operate in a nigh-unending state of stress. So why am I posting about it? Because right now I just really need to hear that people care about me. I'm having a bad week, and it's (hopefully) finally over now, but I've worked 6 hard days straight, including 9 hours of overtime, and I have to do the whole thing over again before this month is through. I can feel it gouging into my sanity, and making me a whole lot more unhappy and prone to crying fits. And on top of all that, I have just been feeling really insignificant lately, although I couldn't tell you why. Just one of the symptoms of being down in the dumps, I guess.
That being said, I adore my husband. Nathan has been so wonderfully comforting and tolerant of my little stressed break-downs. It's good to know that even if I feel alone sometimes, there's this guy I can come home to who cares about me and wants me to be happy. Which is especially reassuring because I love him so much.
I know things will get better, and once I've had a day away from work, I'll be looking at life with a much lighter heart. I just have to get there first.
I may not do well this summer if work continues to go the way it has. I'm going to see what I can do about that. Later. Right now, I'mma go hug my husband again.
I think I'm still dealing with the overspill from the stress of last weekend. That has to be it, because currently there isn't a heck of a lot going on. Okay, I'm still busy, but it's all regular busy, not insane don't-sleep-for-days-cause-there's-too-m
It's like I have two choices these days, be exhausted or go straight to go-mode stressfully busy. It's like 0 to 60 back to 0 and so on and so forth, and it's as lousy for your car as it is for a human body. Still, I'm yet living, and at least I am constantly reassured by all the business that I am indeed very well liked by a great many people, and if everyone could just hate me a little more my life would be a bit more peaceful, but probably a lot more sad, so I'll stick with the brain-breaking insanity for now. :D
I'm not planning on tackling anything important for Midhaven, and they can just deal with that. Autumn War is gonna be hard enough as it is. At least I'm not doing another show for a few months, so all I have to worry about is the FOUR different directions the music scene is pulling us. Let me count the ways:
1) We've got a second (and possibly third) full length CD to produce by August for Autumn War.
2) We've been commissioned to put a CD of our music together for the Shakespeare Fest this July AND I am supposed to be designing the posters to boot.
3) We're apparently the composers for Wendy Bell's pirate show "King Kelly" which opens in October.
4) We're booked to do the music for a wedding A MONTH FROM TODAY.
We can do it, I will survive, and all that lovely pep-talky stuff, but dear sweet lord, I just want to scream for a bit. And I might, but not just yet. Might need to save my voice for the Rocky DVD party tonight.
Oh, and if you haven't already, buy one of the Bards of KeyPoynt CDs! Nathan and I worked an entire day and night to get them ready for June Faire, and considering all the pains we took for this album, we believe copies belong in the hands of anyone who would call us "friend." They're awesome, cost only $15, and have 15 songs on them. That's a dollar a song! If you don't get a copy, I probably can't be friends with you anymore, because any friendship worth anything is at least worth 15 bucks, right? Well, any friendship I'd bother with, anyway. No $5 friends for me!
XD
Seriously, buy the CD. It's amazing.
trying to heal what
shouldn't be broken
baby steps
slipping and falling
into silence and
heavy thoughts
it's easy
as it is painful
the honesty
the pride you didn't want
the hurt that turns your stomach
makes you sick
with pain and grief
taking those baby steps
toward better
toward healthy
toward whole
the steps falter
with or without fault
hurts the same
groping for trust
familiarity of kindness
of honesty
is it just out of reach?
o
someone
please
teach me
help me
show me
how I can regrow trust
taking these
broken
faltering
baby
steps
home
written by Amanda McCartney 5/22/08
I look back and all I see is something big and black with legs crawling on my shoulder toward my face. So I jerk and yelp, while holding my almost-full drink, mind you. As a result, I end up throwing almost the entire contents of the glass into my own face, the rest of it splattering everything near me: husband, stacks of paper, the GameCube, just everything. I have enough fortitude to put my glass down on the table and get up, asking Nathan if the "spider" is still on me. He says no. I walk off to the kitchen whereupon I realize all my clothes are wet and sticky. I pull off my tanktop and toss it to the floor, then go to the mirror to check that the "spider" is gone. It is, and I am relieved, though still shaken (mostly due to the drink I threw in my face).
Nathan is inspecting the couch, and I hear an "Oh." I ask if he found the spider, and he replies that he found it, but it's not a spider. It turns out to be a huge carpenter ant, and one that stubbornly refuses to die until its guts have been squished out and it's been pounded with a hammer a bit. All in all, I'm not too freaked out about carpenter ants, and for that matter, although I'm easily startled, I'm not arachnophobic either. Mostly my reaction of splashing my entire glass of juice/alcohol into my face is what got to me. I just took a shower so I'm not sticking to everything I touch anymore, but still I admit defeat. Sunday, you win.
"tick, tick... BOOM!" went incredibly well. We had our last show last night, and it all fell together perfectly. Had a fantastic audience, loud and responsive. All three of us were throwing every bit of effort we had to give into our performances. It went smoothly, and left me feeling a strange mix of proud and crushed by the end of it. This is a show we need to do again, with a longer run. I didn't even realize how funny we all were until we had an audience's laughter. Our band was AMAZING. Every step of the way. From the very first rehearsal with our pianist, Ruth Backlund, I knew there was something very special happening, and that we were blessed to be a part of it.
Sometimes when a show ends, I'm truly depressed about it. I miss it like a newly departed friend. Sometimes, I can't wait to get away from a show and go on with my life. This time around, I feel like we really had something, and far too quickly it was over. We couldn't have made it a longer run as a fringe show, and we really did the best we could with the time we had, but I'm going to be doing some real thinking on how we can bring this show back to the stage for a longer run.
This was my first time as a choreographer. I can't tell you how proud I am of the cast for working with me tirelessly, and getting everything so perfectly! We had very little time, and everyone in the show just pulled through and made my vision exactly what I had hoped for. Bravo!
But my point is that I am always the gal in charge of us getting out there and raising money. When we started the Caroling thing, we first raised money for the Friendship House. A year or two later, we raised money for the Soroptomists. After a few years of THAT, it suddenly dawned on me that those in most need of help weren't the poor folk, or even the battered women, they were the homeless animals no one would call their own. It will always be human nature to help our fellow man, and plenty were already out there doing that, but I didn't see anyone but the shelters themselves raising money for those poor little animals, so that became our charity of choice for Caroling. We've raised a few hundred dollars for them over the years, and as usual, I lead that endeavor. It is a comfortable place to be, and we have become an event many La Connerites look forward to every Christmas. :)
I have realized that I really enjoy leadership positions, as long as I truly believe in the overall aim of the group I lead. So I'm having a great time being Team Captain for the Relay. Last I checked, I was ranked as 7th for Anacortes, and our team was 9th. I've gotten almost halfway to my personal goal of raising $500. If you want to help me out with this, please donate via my website (if you want to use a card) or I can pick up a check or cash personally (checks would need to be made out to American Cancer Society). My personal page is http://main.acsevents.org/goto/amandamcc
Charity is one of those unquestionably good things we can do to make someone's life a little better, and to make our own a little cheerier. It doesn't take much, even a dollar or two, to make a difference. So what are you waiting for? Here's a chance to do some good in a crazy, crazy world. Every little bit helps. :)
First of all, let me say this: Wha-huh?
Okay, as most of you already know, my little group (Nathan, Breanna, and myself) entered into the talent contest at SVC this year. We decided to perform "Beverly Anne" with myself on lead vocals and tin whistle, Breanna on harmony vocals and flute, and Nathan on guitar. We called our band ABN. It made us smile.
Anyway, we decided to really go all out with the costuming for the performance, dressing up like medieval piratey people, complete with crazy hats. We rehearsed a few times, and got our routine more or less down. I asked if I could dedicate the song at the show to the two women (both named Beverly Anne) who had inspired the song. They said I definitely should do that, so I wrote up a little blurb. Then Friday rolled around.
I got out of work early to make sure I'd be ready for the show. We got garbed up and rehearsed a few more times. Then the show got underway. Much like last year, there was an amazing collection of talent to behold. Including one PHENOMENAL yo-yo artist, and my cousin Tom's rockin' band. There were awesome dance acts, and some terrific bands and singers. Much like last year, I wound up thinking "Okay, we're probably not going to win, because these guys are AMAZING, but we'll at least give them what we've got and do our best."
Yeah. So we were the last act, just like last year. We got out there, and set up in the dark as the MC wandered around the audience sharing jokes. We were introduced, and I dedicated the song to the two Beverly Annes I have known, one who survived breast cancer, the other who lost her husband last year. I put my feathered hat on, and we started the song. It went really well, although there was one point where my throat hitched a bit, but overall we were pretty amazing. As the song finished, I held my hat to my heart, and we bowed to thunderous applause. The lights went out, and we scurried off stage like reverse cockroaches.
Then the audience's attention was engaged with some amusing photo-warping dance computer program, and we all waited with the other acts in clumps in the wings, wondering who was going to be this year's winners. After a good long while, the judges were called on stage to announce the winners. (Unlike last year, all the acts stayed offstage unless our names were called.)
Third place ($100) went to a hip-hop dancer I unfortunately hadn't gotten to see, because I heard she was pretty dang awesome. Second place ($200) went to the phenomenal yo-yo guy. At this point, much like last year, I'm thinking "Okay, we're walking out of here without anything, and that's fine." Then the judges declared the winners of the audience favorite (two prizes of $75 each) as phenomenal yo-yo guy (again, and he REALLY deserved that!), and...
ABN!
Yeah, we got the other audience favorite award. We walked on stage, got our award, and walked back to our part of the wings, saying "Okay, that's good enough. We did good." Then they announced the first place winners ($300) after a lengthy drum roll just to make us all squirm (much like last year.) And much like last year...
WE WON!
AGAIN!!!
Yes, we won the top prize of the SVC talent show two years in a row, and this time we won audience favorite as well. We walked back on stage with an air of "Are you kidding me?" and accepted our awards. We were all in various stages of disbelief. I actually kinda felt bad that we'd won twice in a row, but since we'd gotten audience favorite too, that told me we had really done something special out there. We decided that we would split our $300 as we had last year, with $100 to each of us, and we would give the $75 to Scott since he had come up with the flute melody that had made this song what it is today.
So there you have it, we're winners. But then, you already knew that. :)
apparently good at this stuffI've been noticing little things lately. It's like my psyche has finally started organizing the brain and said "Okay, all of these things go in the 'grown up' pile. Man, there's a lot more of this stuff than there used to be." I guess it's a good thing, but it's also kind of sad. I feel a little bit like I'm losing a part of my identity, but that it's ultimately a good thing. Like saying goodbye to something you just can't have around anymore. It's cathartic, but a little melancholy.
Nathan and I will have been married for four years by the end of this month. I'm a full time employee with a respectable company, and I've somehow managed to spend more time as a Type A personality than a Type B, which is a remarkable turn around. I feel productive. I feel useful. I feel incredibly adult.
That said, kids are still off the table as far as I'm concerned. We'll get to it eventually, but if you're going to ask me that age-old obnoxious question "When are you two going to have kids?" I had better REALLY like you, or I might punch you in the uterus. (I have noticed men simply do not ask this question, and for that I thank them) Trust me, if I get pregnant, you'll know about it. It's not like I'm in my late thirties here, and I've been hearing that question since I got married (at 21, WAAAY too young to have kids, if you ask me. That, and who pressures newly-weds to give up their one-on-one time? Seriously, is it any wonder no one likes that question?)
So yeah, life is fine. I've been more home-makery than usual, doing the dishes, cleaning up rooms, and making dinner and stuff. It feels nice. I'm doing belly dance classes twice a week now, and I am thoroughly enjoying healthy food. I've even become a Juice Nazi. By which I mean if juice is not the first ingredient in your juice, you don't actually have juice at all. What you have is juice flavored sugar water. I'm all about 100% no-sugar-added juice. It's a strange change, since I used to be the biggest sugar fiend you ever heard of. Now I want whole grains, tons of veggies, and sugarless fruit juice. If you give me a choice between a hard-boiled egg and a chocolate Easter egg, you'll be horrified at how quickly I discard the chocolate. To be honest, I'm a little afraid because this change has been so drastic and immediate. I mean, I guess it's a good thing, but it's all so odd.
Doing some recording with Nathan, and even working on writing some songs together. We are such a good fit for each other. This summer we'll be selling at least two CDs of our songs at SCA events, with a possibility of getting the Axoleary CD out if all the songs get written and recorded soon. That's keeping us pretty busy, along with tick, tick... BOOM! which we've got a month to rehearse before it's on stage for one weekend only, and if you fail to come and see it, I may cut you out of my life completely. It's just that good.
That's all for now, gotta go record another song for the CD with Nathan! :D
busy doing stuff