Monday, August 25, 2008

So little time

Ack!  This blogging thing is harder than I thought.  One day it's Monday and then. . .it's Monday again and all you've done in between is hang out with old friends, host a BBQ, attend a book group to discuss the wonderful and moving Out Stealing Horses, take your two-year-old twins to to the Exploratorium (note to self: Exploratorium is truly cool but a total a nightmare with two-years-olds.  Stay clear for at least three more years), get your hair cut, and shop for a 20-year high school reunion outfit even though no garment exists that can make you look 18 again. And yes, I tried a girdle.

Mostly, though, I've just been stressing out about my storytelling performance coming up on Wednesday.  I had my "run through" in front of the class last Wednesday and despite my suspicions that I was going to be a natural, I was not.  There was sort of an eerie silence when I finished and I could feel the whole thing just sort of deflate. I also discovered an until-now dormant flailing thing I do with my hands when I'm nervous.  BUT I've been practicing, so here's hoping I step up and don't make a fool of myself in front of all the Porch Light hipsters!  And even if I do, at least I've done something I'm scared of.

I'll let you know how it goes.  And if you want to check it out or cheer me on, come at 6 on Wednesday to Intersection for the Arts.  Some of my classmates are really great and it's free!

PS.  If you want to donate to the Obama campaign, go here.  We are having a fundraiser at our house soon.  More to come about that. .  .

1 comment:

jobwich said...

I say, wave away. It adds a sense of urgency. Just wave the hand holding the mic much less.

And don't all those hipsters have a kickball game to get to?

And reunions, Joan Cusack's character said it best:

"It was as if everyone had swelled."

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