Norma's Wanderings around a small section of Montana |
Well, hey there! Welcome to Roundup, Montana! If it's a nice day, we'll sit a spell on my porch and talk awhile. A poem captured my attention the other day. Even in our sleep, pain which cannot forget Falls drop by drop upon the heart, Until, in our own despair, Against our will, Comes wisdom Through the awful grace of God. Aeschylus What's on your mind today? |
After jury duty finished, we started play practice in earnest. Last weekend was the performance. We had sold out shows Friday and Saturday nights, and a moderate crowd for Sunday's matinee. Most remembered their lines. I had an issue with my big lines at the end, but all turned out okay. Lots of fun, lots of laughs. The thing is, you can mess up and the audience really won't know unless you make it a big deal, or freeze and don't talk for a time. So you do your best to cover up, ad lib if necessary. That happened to me a few times. My husband got back from his two weeks as babysitter for two teen granddaughters. From what I've been able to gather, it didn't go well. And that is why I didn't find it necessary to tag along. I don't really know this family, we don't see them often. They aren't my blood family. This is my husband's son and daughter-in-law and two daughters. They have a very different lifestyle from ours. More monied if you will. So after all the stress of the jury duty, the play, I went to town yesterday with another member of the dump committee to talk to the company that actually picks up the garbage at our dump site. We have multiple issues with this company. Another stressing due to the fact we have a meeting tonight and we needed to iron out some issues. Which we did, and I called them out on a few items. Then I went around town doing shopping while waiting for husband to fly in from his two weeks with those teenagers. Today was catching up and laying low. Back to normal, except the clothes dryer is now deciding to quit. Bugger me. |