Of forgetfulness, insanity, and lost children

I had an epic post a few days ago, and I couldn't get on then, and now I don't remember it.  I hate it when that happens.  I also hate it when I've worked so hard to learn a dance, and then they change it.  It's so hard to remember the change, and then you make the teacher unhappy with you.  Sigh.
My schedule has been crazy the past few weeks, with work, Nutcracker, cleaning my room, etc.  Being sick last week didn't help matters either, though it was nice that it hit over UEA weekend, so I didn't miss as much as I would have.
Emotional chaos, I've found, makes your day seem really long.  Thursday, a little boy got lost at work.  We were looking for him for probably fifteen minutes before we found him, and that was after his grandmother got worried enough that she told us he was missing.  We looked in the bathrooms, and in the play-land, to the point of me and another girl climbing up in the tubes to ask the kids what their names were.  It would have been kind of fun to get to climb up there if it wasn't so serious.  The play-land was where we eventually found him.  It turned out that when we had asked the kids what their names were, he had lied.  He probably thought he was in trouble, but he was probably in even bigger trouble because we thought he wasn't there.  His poor grandmother was almost in hysterics by the time we found him.  She was very glad to see him, but I'd hate to be the little boy after his grandmother calmed down just enough to get angry.  The day seemed to drag after that.  It seemed like so much had happened that it should be a lot late than it was whenever I looked.
Anyhow, so that's how my crazy life is going.  I keep feeling like there's something else I should be saying, either some great story or some brilliant insight or something, but I can't think of what it was, so I'll have to post it later if I think of it.

pointe4Jesus

~Dancing for Him Who died for me.~

Jobs, Surprises, and Nutcracker

Seems like just a bit ago, I was posting that I was really busy.  I had no idea.
After looking for a job for about a week, I walked into Chickfila, asked for an application, and walked out an hour and a half later with a job.
After a couple days of orientation, I started working the register and doing dining room (clearing & cleaning tables, sweeping floors, refilling drinks, etc.)  It's been a crazy two weeks.

Plus, I go to dance right after work, so that compounds the tiredness.  Friday I wouldn't have dance except that I have Nutcracker rehearsals (more about that later), though those don't start until several hours after work, so that helps.  Hypothetically, I have Saturday off of both work and dance, but I also have rehearsal on Saturday, so not quite as off as might be.  Sunday I have church, which is great, except that it means that I'm out of the house every day.  Fortunately, Saturday and Sunday only have one thing each, and then I can be home for the rest of the day.  (Not that it ends there, my room is a disaster because my closet needs sorting so the stuff I actually need fits and the rest gets passed down, so it's a disaster.  And there's laundry and dishes and clutter patrol, etc, etc, etc.  And crafts I need to finish, most before Christmas.  So I'm pretty much busy all the time.)

Thursday night, the US Olympic gymnastics teams were doing a showcase here, so I took C12, because she's a gymnastics nut.  We forgot to bring the earplugs and the binoculars, both of which we needed.  Other than that, it was pretty good.  C thought so too, even though she almost didn't come because I wouldn't tell her where we were going.  Apparently, when they announced the gymnasts, she thought they were fakes.  When she finally figured out that she was in the same building as Jordan Wieber, Ali Raisman, and Gabby Douglas, she screamed.  She kept saying "no way, no way, NO WAY!!!"  It was pretty amusing.  So for the next week or so, I seem to be the greatest big sister in the world.

For Nutcracker this year, I decided to do the Mountain West Ballet one rather than the Ballet West one, mostly because I did the BW one last year, and the kids parts are mostly done by height.  I was in the tallest part there was, and it was pretty boring.  I'm sure I haven't gotten shorter, so I decided to do the MWB one.  (The MWB one, btw, is done entirely by volunteers.  The only parts adults get are the party parents, and those are the people who teach the other roles.  The kids get all the rest of the parts.)  I got Waltz of the Flowers!  We've already had two rehearsals, and our dance is so much FUN!!!  I'm also super happy for one of my best friends, because she got Sugarplum Fairy, which she TOTALLY deserved!

(I know, I'm using a lot of caps today.  I have a lot I'm excited about, what can I say?)

I don't know what cast I'm in or what days I'm performing, but I'll let you know as soon as I do.
The annoying thing about doing a thing like this is that they have a very specific way they want the makeup done so it all looks the same.  I can understand that, but it's still annoying to have to buy a color of lipstick that doesn't look good on you, that you will never wear again after the last performance, just so you can look identical.  The tutus are gorgeous, though.  I wish we could take them home.
Anyway, ramblings, gripings, etc aside, I'm really busy doing a lot of hectic, demanding, yet fun things.  I'll try to post more often than I have been, but I don't know if I'll have the time.  I may have to shoot for once every two weeks instead of once a week.  We'll see.

pointe4Jesus

~Dancing for Him Who died for me.~