the entry in which I babble of the ballet and my weekend...
The ballet was awesome! It was indeed Giselle. And it was awesome.
The day went by slow and I got to leave work an hour early, went home, dressed, got to wear my very cute black sweater dress and my very high new black heels (FYI: ow. High heels that high are not meant to be worn for over an hour and never were meant to walk more than a few feet in. My feet were in protest all night) Mum drove us downtown where we got struck in traffic. (whoever designed the Illinois Tollroads should be slapped senselessly and all their decendants should be slapped as well) We parked and thought the auditorium was right around the corner... turns out we miscalculated. 4.5 inch heels were not made to walk 7 blocks. By the time we got there it was nearing the time to start. we were starved so mum went off in search of food and I waited. She returned with a hotdog and we scarffed it down before heading inside. Great seats awaited.
I'd never seen or heard much about the ballet before. And I did not know what it was about. It's two acts. The first act the peasant girl Giselle falls in love with a count who is staying in her peasant town. The groundskeeper of the village is also in love with Giselle and discovers the counts deception and reveals his identity to her only to have her loose her mind and then drop dead. The second act takes place in a graveyard. The groundskeeper comes to pay his respects at Giselles grave, only to be frightened off by the spirits of dead women bent on destroying any male that comes into their woods at night. They force him to dance himself to death. Then they raise Giselle from the grave. The count then comes and sees zombie Giselle. She then realises that his grief is sincere and he did not mean to deceive her so she forgives him. The ghost women come back and force the count to dance to death but he is sustained by Giselles love and does not succumb. Finally dawn approaches, the ghosts fade and the count says his last goodbye to zombie giselle before she returns to the grave.
In all, it is 3 hours of deaths, lies, madness, zombies, ghosts, murder and deception all set to dance.
The russians were amazing dancers. The lead was a very tiny woman who is apparently very famous. The only thing we found strange about it was that it was two parts but only the people who were in the second part got to bow at the end of the performance. It's as if the people of the first half did not exist. Which was a shame because the male dancer who was in the peasant village feastival was breathtaking. In all, mum and I both agreed that the ghost queen was probably the best dancer out of the bunch.
Afterwards we went to a reception where they gave us free wine and champaign, fruit, some deserts, and we stood around. We expected all the dancers but we got only Giselle and the count. Giselle is a tiny thing who's english is not so good it seemed. And the count was surprisingly tall. And blonde. And actually quite cute... in a russian sort of way.
Then we went home. Hailed a cab to bring us to the car because it was either that or I walk down michigan ave barefoot. Those shoes are lethal. Men don't realise how good they have things.
Got dropped off at home and went to sleep cuddling with Mag. Got to sleep in and went shopping with mum and grandma at the Apple fest down in Longgrove. We had a nice lunch. And i found a brasilian shop which reminded me of Monique. and then I missed her greatly. After lunch I dragged mum and grandmum with me to the shop and I bought chocolates and a mix for that cheesy-bread stuff that I had made with Miss Monique when she came to visit. I like that shop. Afterwards I separated from the girls- they wanted to buy handcreams and stuff- and there was a british shop and a yarn shop I wanted to find instead. So British place held lollies and sweets and it even has pies. oooh. and the yarn store had some nifty things. I'm making two scarves and a hat for me. Afterwards we got donuts and went home.
Mum suggested I bring Magnus for a visit and I took her advice. After packing some stuff I bundled Mag into the car and we went to mums house. He was actually quite happy to be back there. Then mum and I got ready and went scrapbooking. I finished my Romanian section on Bucharesti. yay. I think I've got about half of Romania 05 done now! yay. Home and then bedtime in which Mag curled under the covers with me and used me as a pillow.
Got to sleep in on Saturday and then to breakfast with mum before going grocery shopping and then home and pretending to do fleeting bits of work. Afterwards mum went to bobs and I watched that new TrueBlood series on HBO (pretty good actually), and turned on the old computer (Brianna) for the first time in ages.
Sunday saw me sleeping late, packing more things (sweaters, coats, scarves, books, etc...) and then heading back home. Magnus was a lot more vocal and complainy in the carride back which isn't like him. Got home and then decorated some things for halloween, put things away and mum came over and we made lasagne. It's the first time I've baked anything in my oven since I moved in! After dinner mum left, I watched Extreme Home Makeover and then talked to dad and Magnus curled next to me before joining me upstairs to sit positioned exactly so he kept hitting me in the face with his tail to punish me for pushing him off my chest when I wanted to sleep.
Monday now, and I really didn't want to get up. Mag was being too playful when I left. Work has been productive thus far. And after work I get to rush over to Elgin area to get a massage so that should be nice. And then eventually I'll need to pack as well and I hate packing.
the rest of the week looks to be as follows: work work work, more work, packing, dinner with grandparents, work, dinner with mum, soothing Magnus, turning 26, flying to New York... should be interesting to say the least.
The day went by slow and I got to leave work an hour early, went home, dressed, got to wear my very cute black sweater dress and my very high new black heels (FYI: ow. High heels that high are not meant to be worn for over an hour and never were meant to walk more than a few feet in. My feet were in protest all night) Mum drove us downtown where we got struck in traffic. (whoever designed the Illinois Tollroads should be slapped senselessly and all their decendants should be slapped as well) We parked and thought the auditorium was right around the corner... turns out we miscalculated. 4.5 inch heels were not made to walk 7 blocks. By the time we got there it was nearing the time to start. we were starved so mum went off in search of food and I waited. She returned with a hotdog and we scarffed it down before heading inside. Great seats awaited.
I'd never seen or heard much about the ballet before. And I did not know what it was about. It's two acts. The first act the peasant girl Giselle falls in love with a count who is staying in her peasant town. The groundskeeper of the village is also in love with Giselle and discovers the counts deception and reveals his identity to her only to have her loose her mind and then drop dead. The second act takes place in a graveyard. The groundskeeper comes to pay his respects at Giselles grave, only to be frightened off by the spirits of dead women bent on destroying any male that comes into their woods at night. They force him to dance himself to death. Then they raise Giselle from the grave. The count then comes and sees zombie Giselle. She then realises that his grief is sincere and he did not mean to deceive her so she forgives him. The ghost women come back and force the count to dance to death but he is sustained by Giselles love and does not succumb. Finally dawn approaches, the ghosts fade and the count says his last goodbye to zombie giselle before she returns to the grave.
In all, it is 3 hours of deaths, lies, madness, zombies, ghosts, murder and deception all set to dance.
The russians were amazing dancers. The lead was a very tiny woman who is apparently very famous. The only thing we found strange about it was that it was two parts but only the people who were in the second part got to bow at the end of the performance. It's as if the people of the first half did not exist. Which was a shame because the male dancer who was in the peasant village feastival was breathtaking. In all, mum and I both agreed that the ghost queen was probably the best dancer out of the bunch.
Afterwards we went to a reception where they gave us free wine and champaign, fruit, some deserts, and we stood around. We expected all the dancers but we got only Giselle and the count. Giselle is a tiny thing who's english is not so good it seemed. And the count was surprisingly tall. And blonde. And actually quite cute... in a russian sort of way.
Then we went home. Hailed a cab to bring us to the car because it was either that or I walk down michigan ave barefoot. Those shoes are lethal. Men don't realise how good they have things.
Got dropped off at home and went to sleep cuddling with Mag. Got to sleep in and went shopping with mum and grandma at the Apple fest down in Longgrove. We had a nice lunch. And i found a brasilian shop which reminded me of Monique. and then I missed her greatly. After lunch I dragged mum and grandmum with me to the shop and I bought chocolates and a mix for that cheesy-bread stuff that I had made with Miss Monique when she came to visit. I like that shop. Afterwards I separated from the girls- they wanted to buy handcreams and stuff- and there was a british shop and a yarn shop I wanted to find instead. So British place held lollies and sweets and it even has pies. oooh. and the yarn store had some nifty things. I'm making two scarves and a hat for me. Afterwards we got donuts and went home.
Mum suggested I bring Magnus for a visit and I took her advice. After packing some stuff I bundled Mag into the car and we went to mums house. He was actually quite happy to be back there. Then mum and I got ready and went scrapbooking. I finished my Romanian section on Bucharesti. yay. I think I've got about half of Romania 05 done now! yay. Home and then bedtime in which Mag curled under the covers with me and used me as a pillow.
Got to sleep in on Saturday and then to breakfast with mum before going grocery shopping and then home and pretending to do fleeting bits of work. Afterwards mum went to bobs and I watched that new TrueBlood series on HBO (pretty good actually), and turned on the old computer (Brianna) for the first time in ages.
Sunday saw me sleeping late, packing more things (sweaters, coats, scarves, books, etc...) and then heading back home. Magnus was a lot more vocal and complainy in the carride back which isn't like him. Got home and then decorated some things for halloween, put things away and mum came over and we made lasagne. It's the first time I've baked anything in my oven since I moved in! After dinner mum left, I watched Extreme Home Makeover and then talked to dad and Magnus curled next to me before joining me upstairs to sit positioned exactly so he kept hitting me in the face with his tail to punish me for pushing him off my chest when I wanted to sleep.
Monday now, and I really didn't want to get up. Mag was being too playful when I left. Work has been productive thus far. And after work I get to rush over to Elgin area to get a massage so that should be nice. And then eventually I'll need to pack as well and I hate packing.
the rest of the week looks to be as follows: work work work, more work, packing, dinner with grandparents, work, dinner with mum, soothing Magnus, turning 26, flying to New York... should be interesting to say the least.