Thursday, February 28, 2008
It's painful to think that if I had just not gotten such a pitiful score the first game, I could have crossed this one off of the list.
Oh, well. There's always next week, right?
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
a wistful desire to return in thought or in fact to a former time in one's life, to one's home or homeland, or to one's family and friends; a sentimental yearning for the happiness of a former place or time
This weekend I went back to Fort Wayne for a little visit. I'd seen an advertisement for a musical that my school was doing and, since I used to be a member of the drama department at that school, I thought it might be fun to see what the ol' alma mater was up to.
Perhaps I'm just sentimental, but I was really hoping to see some faces from the past. I was hoping that a production a bit larger than some they've done in the past might bring a larger group of alums. Well, the place was definitely packed to the rafters, which was absolutely wonderful to see, but I was disappointed that I didn't get to catch up with as many people as I might have liked.
At least from my perspective today, when I was in high school, my life was practically lived in the music and theater wing of the school. I played clarinet in the marching and concert bands. I sang in the main A Capella choir and a smaller group of chamber singers. I auditioned for nearly every show and was cast in nearly all of them. To me, I was a big deal! I had friends in all different groups and I loved being involved in everything.
But time, my friend, is a thief. It's been nearly 16 years since I graduated and now when I walk those halls, hardly anyone knows who I am. For many, they wouldn't even be able to pick me out of the myriad band photos plastered on the wall. It's a humbling experience. Don't get me wrong. I never thought I was unforgettable, but the people and times that I knew in those halls are no more. ....and that makes me a bit sad.
I never imagined that I would think of high school as the "good old days." When I was there, in the thick of it, I couldn't wait to get out. I knew I was destined for great things and that I was practically unstoppable. Now that I am older and "wiser", I'm not so sure. I definitely had a plan for how my life would be and it's veered off course quite a bit.
Do others think these things? Are others also looking for something from their past that would somehow explain their present better? Is that why things like Classmates.com and Facebook are so popular?
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Monday, February 4, 2008
We shed our winter wear and splurged on dinner. Neither of us drink much, but the Elephant and the Castle had some great beer choices, so we decided to partake. I had the salmon, which was quite good and Troy opted for the appetizer platter. Despite being fairly full and pretty sleepy (it's ONLY 8:00 PM), we even had some dessert. It was all quite yummy and a delightful way to end the day.
As the time approached, I was definitely anxious to get in and find our seats. It's a good thing too. Apparently they have a rule that if you are not in your seats when the doors close and the curtain goes up, you have to wait 25 minutes! That's a LOT of a great musical even if it is 3 hours long! Believe me! Our butts were firmly planted in our seats when those doors closed and the show started!
My review? I definite Must See! The music and story were simply wonderful. By far, my favorite song was "Popular." Imagine all those popular blonde, cute girls from high school in all of their ditzy glory ....only set to music! I would definitely see it again in a heartbeat!