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Name: Becca
Birthday: 7/21/1984
Gender: Female
Interests: Music is my first language, so it's more likely you'll catch me singing or sleeping when I think I'm by myself. I love stories and fiction. The imagination is overrated in today's world, and I come to put an end to that. I love working with children and would like to do it for the rest of my life. You should hire me.
Expertise: Working with Children in Theatre.
Occupation: Theatre Educator for Young Chi
Industry: Art
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AIM:  beccazoan
Yahoo:  vb152002
Member Since:
8/28/2004
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| My life is nuts lately. Sorry if I haven't been keeping you updated.
Here's the rundown.
Klingon Christmas Carol opened. I had one Monday night off, and now I am simultaneously stage managing the performances of Klingon Christmas Carol on Thrusdays-Sundays and stage managing the rehearsals for Snowy Day at Stages Monday-Wednesday.
The Christmas Play is going well. We're rehearsing Sunday mornings during both services. I organized it with my crew so that each Sunday School Age group and class (4-5th grade first service, 4-5th grade second service and so on) are a different scene in the nativity play. That way they can rehearse independently of each other and then all join together on the last three rehearsals. (Which happen to be This Sunday morning, Next Saturday morning, and then next sunday morning before the play.)
By the way, I won't even be at the play because it's taking place at the exact same time as the closing night's performance of Klingon Christmas Carol. Funny how things work out, isn't it?
Anyway, on both accounts, it is nice to both work with kids and have fun directing them again. I do enjoy this a lot. Sorry adults. You're nice too.
I haven't read a book for fun in a long time. I've really been trying to, but that's not the season that I'm in. I love reading, but for the past few months it's been very hard to muster the desire to do so. I wonder what's going on with that?
I will work from 11-5, then at 5 I will leave right from Noodles to go to the theatre and let people in for the performance. Call isn't until 6:30, but because of the involved makeup prosthetics application, people show up as early as 5:30 (and probably would earlier if I'd come earlier).
Also, I got hoodwinked by a pretty smile in the grocery store, so now I'm trying to be an informed citizen by reading the newspaper, for which I now have a three month subscription. I sit and read the paper while I let people in. I feel like such a reluctant adult.
Well, it's 9:52, so that means it's time to pray before I work out before work.
Ps- I think Toby Mac is overrated.
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| I recently realized I'd stopped praying in the morning. Life got away with me, put me in it's backpack, and laughed as I went to work out right after reading my bible, or went directly to work because I woke up too late. So, today being my day off, I launched into my new plan.
(See, I'd liked taking notes on my bible study and prayer because it helped me actually think about what I was saying and doing, but I hate having all these notebooks around that I will in truth never open again and don't feel right throwing away. So New Plan involved (not Taft... was it Taft?) but writing them down in a word document.) So today, after about a half an hour, the Holy Spirit burst through with a "Finally!" type moment.
I just got a vision. I'd been writing about myself as two different people. See, strong Becca has hated frail Becca for years, multiple years. We're talking a decade and a half or more. She's cast her aside, locked her away, and said mean, cruel things. But in that moment, strong Becca didn't feel those things about frail Becca. In the glimpse, God was hugging the see-through version of frail Becca and Strong Becca was standing off to the side. Suddenly strong Becca saw that frail Becca was not just some thing to be cast aside and despised, but some one hurting and thoroughly broken. For the first time ever, Strong Becca sympathized, wanted to be strong for her other self, and wanted to hug her too. This is what strong Becca was made for, what she was really good at, and she'd been doing the opposite for an eternity.
I would never in a million years let someone sit weak, hurting, and alone a corner to be forgotten. It’s wrong. No one should ever feel like that, ever.
So why would I do that to part of myself?
I think I might be starting to understand a little more now. Christ made me a complete person. In order to be that woman, I need me to be a whole person, not just the colors in the crayon box that I know mix well.
For the first time in a few weeks, I think I finally grasp the magnitude of what is going on.
All it took was Adam and Eve hiding, Jacob wrestling, and Moses making excuses to enlighten me. | | |
| This is my first night free in over two... maybe three weeks.
I worked from 9-4, got home, and woke up at curled up on my couch at 6:30 thinking it was at least 8:30 because it was so dark and quiet... and mythbusters was on.
I don't know what I'm going to do tonight, but there's a good chance that I'll actively do nothing. Right now, I am still waking up on my couch an hour later and this feels quite wonderful. I believe I may keep it this way.
So why haven't I had a night off in two/three weeks? I've had rehearsals Monday-Friday and been closing Noodles on Saturday and Sunday. Now, please don't take this to mean that I've had no free time. Two days between Monday and Friday I don't work at Noodles during the day, so I don't work until around 5. Then, on the weekends I do not have rehearsal so I've had those mornings off as well. Instead of two full days of weekend, I have four half days of weekend.
So that you can fully understand my life, I recently returned a book the library that I had for two weeks. I hadn't gotten past the second chapter. It was a Dan Brown book. I normally eat those books like stuffed crust pizza. But I just couldn't crack it open.
Needless to say, I am home on a Saturday night and this is exactly where I plan on staying. I may even have dinner delivered...via Pizza Hut or Julie Janus, my wonderful most awesome roommate.
Okay. Well, now that I'm staying home tonight, I have to decide whether I'll actually do something or whether I'll get nothing done. Here's the list of to-do:
- Finish Altering my jacket. I took a good six inches off, but I need to fix the hem so it's even, and cut out and sew up the lining so that it doesn't look like frankenlining.
- Alter some pants, two shirts, and a dress into a shirt while I have my sewing machine taking up the kitchen table.
- Write down about 10 backlogged dreams that I've described in the file but not written.
- Shower
- Take out the recycling
- Edit the notes from the Production Meeting on Friday, oh dear... was that only 32 hours ago?
- Eat dessert. I have no idea what I'd eat, but I get one dessert still this weekend and I feel like eating it.
- Read one of the two books that I've not been finishing since... two or three months ago.
So. These are my options. I have a sneaking suspicion I might only get as far as the shower, but that's okay with me because tonight is my unofficial 1/4 weekend, and I'm taking it!
Nevermind. My beautiful wonderful friend Stephanie has returned from tour to find that her hotel is overbooked. She is now coming over to spend the night. Good. I know exactly how I'm going to spend the evening! Whohoo!
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| I have discovered that I have a few more pet peeves than I had previously suspected.
1) Obviously, talking animals in movies. I could care less if we hear an animal's stream of conscious, but the moment when their mouths start to move, unless it is a talking gecko, I hate it.
2) ....
I was unable to finish this post before leaving this morning, so I will leave the rest blank as a teaser so that I can remember later and post it for you then.
In the meantime, I will tell you about my awesome day.
I got up on my day off to see a 10 AM Matinee. Knowing I was going to see Andrea, who was ASMing the matinee, for lunch afterwards, I planned to get up early and work out so that I could nap in the afternoon.
But after breakfast, my body was singing a different tune. I was snotty, had gotten a half an hour late start, and still tired and hungry by the time I'd finished breakfast. So instead, I ate a chocolate muffin that Maria (a kitchen staff wonderful Latina woman from Noodles) had brought me from her other job at Perkins (Maria es muy simpatica!) and watched the History channel investigate the truth about Dragons.
At the matinee, it was... mediocere at best. It was a children's theatre, which went to it's favor, but the kids who were acting in it... Andrea had told me stories about these kids. The majority were unfocused, unmotivated, and had little to no respect for authority or discipline. She liked a lot of the kids, and I could easily distinguish which were the problem ones and which weren't from the audience. There was a stark difference. Highlights: Leading males, high school middle grades, little boy, and girl dressed as a bird running around the stage squawking instructions at people. That little bird made the show. Quote of the show: "No. I don't like you. I like bananas. Do you know what you are? You're Celery. And who cares if Celery is mad at them?" (Note, this show is neither about fruit nor vegetables.)
Then Andrea and I went to Pizza Luche, a local chain that everyone raves about. It was my first time there in this my third year of living up here and I must say, it is worth the return!! Plus, it was so good to just eat out with a friend. Working at Noodles, I've (thankfully) stopped eating out as much. Who needs to when you work at a restaurant and get a killer discount?
Yet, I had forgotten how wonderful it can be to just sit at a table with a friend (or five) and just talk while other people (whom you of course tip nicely) do all the work for you. How fun it is to share food with someone who you love in a setting that isn't yet mundane. It's special.
So then I went home, worked out for a quick half hour, and jetted to the chiropractor. I won a coupon at the local Outback Steakhouse for 2 free adjustments. Long story short, remember when my neck was screwed up in July and I couldn't turn my head? Oh yeah, it's because my neck is screwed up. He popped my neck one time and three loud cracks resulted. It felt so good I was dizzy. Then he went to my hip, mid back, and both of my legs to pop bones in my feet. Crazy wonderful. Next visit is free as well. After that, we'll see what insurance picks up and what I pick up to determine if I can keep going.
And now, I'm freshly showered and on my way to rehearsal for the night. It's our first stumble through and our second production meeting afterwards. Wish me luck. It's been a great, full day off so far and I'd love for it to continue. :)
PS- I am also not tired for the first day in... since my body started to fight this cold on Friday.
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| Hi!
I had a weekend this weekend!
On Saturday I didn't work in the morning, then I had a closing shift from 4-10:30, so it's kind of like I had most of the day off.
On Sunday I didn't work at all! I went to church, had a meeting about the Christmas show (which I am totally a part of-it's going to be awesome if I do say so myself. (I get to work with 2 year olds up until 5th graders.)), went to see I Like Me at Stages, the children's theatre that I stage manage at. A few of the kids I know were in it, so I went to be supportive... it was the best show ever. Bright colors, awesome full cast dance numbers, good vocals, and cute cute cute story! Then I chatted it up with my two friends I"d seen the show with (Andrea and Celia), drove to walmart, purchased yarn and dowel rods so that I could make a Slytherin scarf and be Prof. Slughorn for Halloween, and did that while watching bad SyFy movies with Julie all night!
Monday, as it is today, I got to sleep in for the second day in too long. It is now 11:50, and I have properly eaten breakfast. I didn't have any eggs left, so Julie donated a bowl of cereal. What a winner!
On the list:
12:52- Episode of Smallville or Heroes while I digest and crochet another fourth of the scarf
1:43- Work out
3- Shower
4- Watch Stargate Atlantis reruns while I clean during commercials and work on altering my winter coat so that it actually fits and doesn't look couture. I'd rather be figure flattering than fashion forward.
5- Drive to Production meeting and rehearsal
6-Production Meeting
7- Rehearsal
10:30- Reherarsal Report/Dinner!
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