| If I can get through May and June..... |
If I can get through May and June.....
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May. 7th, 2008 @ 04:42 pm
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This has been such an exciting month already and it's only started. Saturday we had the dragonboat festival and it was amazing. There were 49 teams participating. That's 49 times 20 paddlers times a drummer and steersperson. Here are a couple of pictures...both taken by my famous friend, Joan Perry.


The first picture is of The Vikings (DUH) - the team that won the award for Best Team Spirit. They were adorable. When they picked up their award, which could also have been for most spirit but least clothes, they called up Grandee, one of our own dragonboaters, so they could recognize her as their coach. It was a great moment.
The other one is me in the clothes I wear most in my life these days. It is now almost five o'clock and I can't wait for six so I can paddle again.
The Mammologues starts May 24th and I am rehearsing every day in my car. I won't be rehearsing in the theatre until next week. I get so nervous before I do the show. My mouth gets dry and I feel like my brain fries! I have tried to figure out why I get that way. If I mess up, who would know? I wrote it. But I have discovered that there is always someone I love in the audience and really want to do my best for them. It sold out during August, but I am worried about no one coming this time. There is so much to see during Spoleto, but I hope for the best. The really thrilling thing for me is that I am on Ticketmaster. O HOLY COW!!!
I am speaking at the Komen Survivor Luncheon on May 20th. The emphasis is on the co-survivor, a funky name for all those people who loved and supported cancer victims. The scary thing is that I have to do that and then start The Mammologues four days later. I think my brain may explode!
On May 14th, Dick and I and the Conquistadors and the Conquistadorables are going on a boat trip to Beaufort and Dafuskie Island for the weekend. I always have fun when we do this, but I can't help but worry about the cost of gas, going across whatever that Sound/Bay is near Beaufort, about the dogs while we are gone, the wind, thunderstorms....I AM SO THE DESIGNATED WORRIER. |
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