Everyone is beautiful today.
I don't know why I'm in such a good mood right now, considering I'm having a crazy, aw-screw-it kind of day.
First of all, I've told you guys I'm helping out with VBS again this year. It's Athens, like I said, and I have to be this Grecian girl named Thalia who is learning from St. Paul.
It's stressful because my parents had an opportunity to go on this amazing vacation for a couple weeks, and they took it, and so...they're gone for VBS. My parents and our family play a big role--the only role, really--in making and setting up all the decorations and sets for our week-long Vacation Bible School.
And since they're gone, all we have is a list of directions and a few good luck wishes from our parents, instead of a guiding hand as far as setting everything up.
And I have to memorize six skits and work them out with my friend Marge on top of other lines and choreography which you will hear more about in just a moment.
Another thing is the fact that I'm currently the only wannabe maternal figure in our house. And also the only one who doesn't have to work full-time who possesses the knowledge of how to operate the washing machine properly.
My brothers kind of fail.
But, then again, they're better and more willing cooks than I. And I only have to do two loads of laundry every day. They have to slave over the stove for hours.
Or something like that.
The third thing that's stressing me out is that I'm going to be gone at a camp this week, and we have six days to perfect the play Oklahoma! before we have to preform. I've never seen the full play/ movie, so needless to say, I'm a little nervous.
Plus, it's an overnight theater camp, which means my family will be without any maternal figure whatsoever for six days.
Keep in mind, none of them know how to do laundry.
I've never been in a musical like this before, though I've been in plenty of plays. I'm still nervous though, because I was never much of a dancer. Hence why I dropped out of ballet, jazz, and tap when I was seven.
Also, we've gotten a lot of rain here the past week. The streets are sodden.
I went to run lines with my friend Marge, who lives across the neighborhood.
Our neighborhood is about two miles all the way around.
And so, in it, I would not recommend scootering in the rain, through large puddles there is no possible way you can avoid. You get mud all over the back of whatever pant leg is not pushing, and you don't even realize it until there's this freezing feeling on the back of your calf. Also, your favorite flats get soaked, and you're just really thankful you brought socks in your bag. Oh, and your script is soggy.
What? Haha. No. Pshhhh...No, no, I've never done anything like that. Haha, I'm so much more clever and practical than that! I'm not an idiot. That would be stupid. Pshhhhhhhhhhhh.
Anyhoo, running lines went fine. Margie gave me a towel to wipe the mud off my jeans, ((shut up.)) and we had fun tossing lines back and forth.
And then...I started to scooter home.
Just kidding. I had learned my lesson.
And with a humble and contrite heart that had no desire to get more mud on it, I walked.
And I had a book idea on the way, inspired by the soaked hems of my favorite pair of jeans. So that was okay.
Anyway, I'm gonna go take a nap and eat some candy. Not in that order.
I hope you all have a wonderful Friday, and I wish you an absolutely fantabulous start to the summer! I hope your first week or two was awesome.
Keep Calm and Endeavor On,
~Adalyn
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