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If I had a dollar bill for every time I've been wrong, I'd be a self-made millionaire, and you'd still be gone..
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So yeah. Let's bring all (negative)FIVE people to read this blog up to speed...
I helped backstage at the Citrus Singer's Pop Show. Backstage had this way laid-back vibe. It was great. The crew was mostly girls from Women's, so it was good times.
Another good time was during a dress rehearsal. I was dressing Brent during the Andrew Lloyd Webber medley and they stopped for a random issue (I think it was a mic pass) and he told me to stop helping him, so he could get an idea of how long this change would take. So here's Brent in his tux shirt, boxers, and socks, and me on the floor with his pants in my hands, and we're just there, not really moving. Natalie walks by and doesn't take a second look because it's just a normal thing to walk by half-naked people backstage. So then I say, "You know, Natalie? Here's a guy in front of me, half naked, and me on the floor, and there's nothing going on. Ain't that just like my life?"
Yeah, it was funny.
My dad had hip replacement surgery on the 27th. He's getting there, but he's still using this walker-type thing. Doug had the same surgery a week and a day earlier than my dad, and he's already been back at school and teaching for a week using only a cane, occasionally. Of course, my dad doesn't tap dance, either. So there that is.
Jessica is trying to hook me up with this Marine. Meh. I'm just not boy crazy like her, I guess. Actually, I'm not crazy about military men...so...yeah.
We still don't know if we're performing in Disney World, however, they called and wanted a picture or two of the group (or a few of us). So, Jessica, Susie, Kristina, Meghan, Megan, Katie, Amanda, and I got together on Friday morning and took a picture of us. I'm going to get it on disk tomorrow and hopefully post it Monday-ish. They're super-cute.
Nathan Norrington rocked my socks on Friday in Concert Hour. He sang "Kiss The Girl" from The Little Mermaid, and he brought in stuffed animals to sing to. He was dressed all in red, and had red oven mitts for hands. (The best part was that the tags were still on the mitts.) But yeah. And it turned into a sing along. It was the greatest.
Anyway, I'm going now. Ta!
Blah.
So yeah. Let's bring all (negative)FIVE people to read this blog up to speed...
I helped backstage at the Citrus Singer's Pop Show. Backstage had this way laid-back vibe. It was great. The crew was mostly girls from Women's, so it was good times.
Another good time was during a dress rehearsal. I was dressing Brent during the Andrew Lloyd Webber medley and they stopped for a random issue (I think it was a mic pass) and he told me to stop helping him, so he could get an idea of how long this change would take. So here's Brent in his tux shirt, boxers, and socks, and me on the floor with his pants in my hands, and we're just there, not really moving. Natalie walks by and doesn't take a second look because it's just a normal thing to walk by half-naked people backstage. So then I say, "You know, Natalie? Here's a guy in front of me, half naked, and me on the floor, and there's nothing going on. Ain't that just like my life?"
Yeah, it was funny.
My dad had hip replacement surgery on the 27th. He's getting there, but he's still using this walker-type thing. Doug had the same surgery a week and a day earlier than my dad, and he's already been back at school and teaching for a week using only a cane, occasionally. Of course, my dad doesn't tap dance, either. So there that is.
Jessica is trying to hook me up with this Marine. Meh. I'm just not boy crazy like her, I guess. Actually, I'm not crazy about military men...so...yeah.
We still don't know if we're performing in Disney World, however, they called and wanted a picture or two of the group (or a few of us). So, Jessica, Susie, Kristina, Meghan, Megan, Katie, Amanda, and I got together on Friday morning and took a picture of us. I'm going to get it on disk tomorrow and hopefully post it Monday-ish. They're super-cute.
Nathan Norrington rocked my socks on Friday in Concert Hour. He sang "Kiss The Girl" from The Little Mermaid, and he brought in stuffed animals to sing to. He was dressed all in red, and had red oven mitts for hands. (The best part was that the tags were still on the mitts.) But yeah. And it turned into a sing along. It was the greatest.
Anyway, I'm going now. Ta!