I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that I’m more exhausted on Monday mornings than any other day of the week, despite having such “relaxing” weekends…
I’ll start with Thursday – not quite the weekend, but we did go out, so it counts, right? J Lowell and I went to the Shelterbelt Theatre for the opening of “I Am My Own Wife”, a one-man play staring Nick Zadena. It was wonderful. Nick played 40 characters and did it flawlessly. The play is based off a true story about this transvestite in
Friday I dashed home, finished cleaning up the guest room for my parents (they stayed over after a wedding in Lincoln that night), took my old prom dresses and some other clothes to the Jumble Shop for donation, and then make it to HDR to catch a ride with Ticha and Amanda by 5:30. We ate at Jazz (Cajun restaurant) on 15th & Harney with Meghan before heading to the Orpheum for the opera. The opera, “Wakonda’s Dream”, was…interesting. Not great, but being my first opera experience, I wasn’t really sure what to expect. I didn’t really buy modern-day folks from
Saturday I hung out with my parents for a little while before going to the Jr. League American Girl Fashion Show. This was the 13th year they’ve put on the show. It was a huge, elaborate, and very well-organized event, which seems to be what the Jr. League does best. I had a great job – I got to sit along the side of the catwalk and smile at the little girls and help them down the stairs.
After all that, went to Sam’s Club and the library, worked on my latest sewing project (costume for our next show), baked muffins, etc. Lowell and I went to see Zodiac that night – great movie, but very long. Then we stopped by a friend of
Yesterday morning, I met Meghan and some other running club members at