tonight's gonna be a goooood night...(in fergie-voice..) kinda.

"The play is today...the play is today...the play is today." Those have been the only four words drifting through my head ever since the moment I woke up...at 3 am this morning. I've got that age-old fear of tripping horridly across the stage, even though I'll only be doing makeup, costumes, and turning lights on and off at the right times.

I prefer to call myself the 'make-upper-costumer-light on/off girl"...it's catchy, right? Well...it's going to go well...it has to go well...it will go well.

This was the first time I'd organized costumes, and lemme' tell ya, I'd LOVE to keep this excuse to go vintage-shopping every single weekend. (And possibly sneak away for the latter half of a school day? Eh? Any skippers in there with me? Yeahhhh...that's what I thought.) Numerous trips to Value Village, the Hope Center, and the thrift shops in Palouse (an oddly-named town), produced some of our 50's-inspired production. The 50's were pretty bomb...I must admit. What I wouldn't give to have a little cardigan wrapped around my shoulders right now....

(The 21st birthday cake...strawberrrrry filling. Me teaching the drama crew the hand jive - I've seen GREASE a thousand times and have the standard dance moves to back it up! :D yeah! Some white choc. macadamia nut cookies Nick made, I was pretty impressed. Now when is he gonna make some pie?...)