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I'm becoming quite a party animal. I was out until about 1:30 last night. A Tuesday. Kyle and I went to see Do Make Say Think at the Pyramid. I even had a Shirly Temple... They were great (both the band and the drink). I quite enjoyed the show although I was tired and felt slightly overstimulated at times. I felt a little bit like I was dreaming because my brain wouldn't always process the sounds properly. It helped if I closed my eyes, like at the Imax, but then I'd almost fall asleep. But it was a good show and it's been a long while since I've been to a concert. Kyle loved it. He was smiling the whole time.

My sister and her kids came to watch our show yesterday morning. It brightened our day. Morale was pretty low before the show started and then they showed up and Jack had a big box of timbits for all the dancers. Everyone kept talking about how cute they were and how much we all looked alike. One girl came off stage and was like 'there's a teacher out there who looks just like Wendy Church.' I guess she somehow missed everyone talking about how my sister was in the audience.

Behold the nephews:
Jack's the boogery one, he's five. Solomon's the cross eyed one, he's three. These are pictures from Christmas day when we went skating on the lake. For some reason I don't have any pictures of Ephraim but he's pretty cute too. Actually. I know why I don't have any pictures. It's because I don't have a camera. All the pictures I post are stolen from Kyle's flickr account so I'm limited in what I can write about by what he has posted.


I'll get him to email me the pictures of my project to show you later.

a stiff presentation...

well i haven't posted in the past couple of days because
1. there wasn't a whole lot to report... and
2. i wouldn't allow myself because i had a presentation to prepare for my textiles course. and it's finally officially over. i did my project on starching so i tried out 8 different kinds of starches and made a bouquet of felted, starched flowers and a starched vase. i even used power point in my presentation which i hardly even know how to use. i must say that my lovely kyle-friend probably did about 50% of the work... maybe more... he made all the stems for my flowers and he took pictures of them and made me a powerpoint slide show and helped me clean the kitchen and stayed up with me even though we were both really tired. and last night my printer ran out of ink so i couldn't print out the fact sheet that i was supposed to give to the whole class and today when i got home from dance kyle secretly had them all ready for me. he had gone to his mom's office on his bike and printed them off for me and had them all stapled and ready when i got home. so i like him. he's quite wonderful.

today we performed at two schools which means we've made it to the half-way point. starting tomorrow, each show takes us that much closer to a day off. this thought makes me smile. i decided to go for a new look today for the gumboot dance. i traded in my perisian look to become a bandit. my bandit bandanna was still the hot pink zebra one and my shirt was still rather... smart set... so... i guess i was a girly bandit... a bandito... bandita? in any case, i think i liked it better. it made me feel a slight bit tougher... and it seemed to give me some extra force because i managed to burst something in my finger so now it's all swollen and bruised...

and now i'm having ice cream and smiling about the thought of bed, which is where i aim to be whithin the next 10 minutes.

6 shows down, 10 to go...

today i find myself in a bit of a happy delirium. i know deep down i'm incredibly tired but somehow i'm also hilariously awake...

last night i decided to briefly transform from my typical old lady self and i went out at 10 for my friend hilary's birthday. we went out for drinks and then dancing. turned out that i only had one good dance left in me so once that was over i spent the rest of the time there two-stepping pathetically and trying to keep my eyes open. i only go dancing about every 3 or 4 months so it seemed like a bit of a waste of my quarterly youthfulness. but i had fun nonetheless... however waking up at 6 was substantially less fun today.

the shows today were relatively uneventful except for having use the dirty basement boiler room as our backstage changeroom. it had big warning signs about there being asbestos in the pipes. and i added a nice hot-pink zebra striped neck-cuff bandana and matching lipstick to my costume and it made be feel perisian. kind of like a flamboyant perisian gay male....

school tours day 1

so... today was our first day of school tour performances which involved being at the studio by 7:30 and the doing two shows at elementary schools. to be honest, my enjoyment of school tours is limited. they tend to be exhausting and people get to be annoying and the gym changerooms are always too small but there are always golden moments. cute kids can redeem the experience quickly. today our first school went fairly well but our afternoon show was rather disasterful... but somewhat hilarious. the gym we were performing in was extremely small and for some reason Odette decided we would split it lengthwise so that our 'stage' was super long and skinny which made for rather awkward spacing. the show opens with the gumboot piece that we did last year at the christmas show. we hoot and smack our rubber boots... and the piece starts with us running backwards - only 8 steps but i forgot about our comprimised spacing and smacked straight into the wall which was extra funny because there was a big radiator on the floor that I kicked with my boot and it made a huge noise. And then I forgot to go on stage for another part which is done in partners so my partner was standing centre stage all by herself until she decided to just walk off... she came out and was like "where's tiffany?" and I was right there. there was no reason why I shouldn't have been on stage. And then our CD kept skipping and I almost forgot to go out again... And another girl does this piece wearing this big lacey beret thing and it slipped down until it was covering her face entirely and she looked like she was about to be beheaded... and the ming fell and almost broke her arm (which was obviously less funny)... and that's just day one...

dear lindsey

well. i've made a drastic move. i've decided that perhaps a blog is a good idea for correspondance so i've created one to correspond with my lindsey-friend. because it is annoying to have to repeat yourself all the time. and mail takes a long time to get accross the world. so here i am, doing something i never really thought i'd do. and that's all i have to say for now. i'm going to need to mull this over for a while...