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It will be nice when I can leave today at like 3:30. Maybe even a little before that. I have a costume fitting for a dress that I'm hoping will look like a busted up version of this:
Wig and all. Wooooooooooo. Doing plays about the French Revolution is fun.
Actually it kind of sucked the other night when our cast was berated by the directors for not being as good as the other cast's run on Monday night (even though half our leads performed with THEIR cast...). Our director apologized for it yesterday and said it wasn't fair, which helped a little, but a lot of us feel more than cowed by it. Luckily we have a night off tomorrow. I'm going to take full advantage of it by not thinking about the show for one single second and sitting around and playing Lego Harry Potter. Take that.
I'm composing a post for my blog about this treatment I've been having done at work. Actually the treatment itself IS my work-- we sell this program to dentists and then train their staffs to use it, which basically cures TMJ problems, migraine/headaches, and sleep apnea with ultrasound, massage, electro-therapy and cold laser treatment. I've had three sessions and my headaches have noticeably decreased in frequency and intensity, I'm sleeping better, and the other night, my face started buzzing as I sang. I haven't had real, correct placement in YEARS due to crazy tension in my neck, which was affecting my jaw and vocal cords. Also aiding in the blocking up of my sinuses. It really is phenomenal. Also, when I had my wisdom teeth removed right before Christmas 2003 (remember that, Marie?), my jaw never really recovered from the trauma and I've never been able to open my mouth very wide. Last time our guru doctors were in town, they took my mouth opening from 31mm (which is real bad) to 47mm (which is more than normal). It's seriously a miracle.
Plus I'm doing this happy machine which I'm really starting to think is making a difference. It's only been a week, and I don't want to get all placebo on myself, but I'm really quite certain it's starting to help. I'm so grateful for it.
Well, it helps until I think about how we're trying to move in a few weeks. That will be terrible because packing is always terrible.
Wearing a cute cardigan today, at least, with puffed sleeves. And I'm almost ready for a haircut because it's finally grown out to a point where I can have a real medium-length cut instead of a long-short cut. It's the little things, you know?
Wig and all. Wooooooooooo. Doing plays about the French Revolution is fun.
Actually it kind of sucked the other night when our cast was berated by the directors for not being as good as the other cast's run on Monday night (even though half our leads performed with THEIR cast...). Our director apologized for it yesterday and said it wasn't fair, which helped a little, but a lot of us feel more than cowed by it. Luckily we have a night off tomorrow. I'm going to take full advantage of it by not thinking about the show for one single second and sitting around and playing Lego Harry Potter. Take that.
I'm composing a post for my blog about this treatment I've been having done at work. Actually the treatment itself IS my work-- we sell this program to dentists and then train their staffs to use it, which basically cures TMJ problems, migraine/headaches, and sleep apnea with ultrasound, massage, electro-therapy and cold laser treatment. I've had three sessions and my headaches have noticeably decreased in frequency and intensity, I'm sleeping better, and the other night, my face started buzzing as I sang. I haven't had real, correct placement in YEARS due to crazy tension in my neck, which was affecting my jaw and vocal cords. Also aiding in the blocking up of my sinuses. It really is phenomenal. Also, when I had my wisdom teeth removed right before Christmas 2003 (remember that, Marie?), my jaw never really recovered from the trauma and I've never been able to open my mouth very wide. Last time our guru doctors were in town, they took my mouth opening from 31mm (which is real bad) to 47mm (which is more than normal). It's seriously a miracle.
Plus I'm doing this happy machine which I'm really starting to think is making a difference. It's only been a week, and I don't want to get all placebo on myself, but I'm really quite certain it's starting to help. I'm so grateful for it.
Well, it helps until I think about how we're trying to move in a few weeks. That will be terrible because packing is always terrible.
Wearing a cute cardigan today, at least, with puffed sleeves. And I'm almost ready for a haircut because it's finally grown out to a point where I can have a real medium-length cut instead of a long-short cut. It's the little things, you know?