Blog Archive

About Me

My photo
Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Snowy Streetlight


The sky was as blue as it could be this morning, yet, when nighttime was resting, a romantic blend of wintry absorption fell. A perfect day!

We had our annual Christmas party today held again at the Ramada Inn. Lucky me, I received my 10 year award! $100 for every year. And as always, the turkey, the ham, the mashed potatoes, the sweet potatoes, the pasta, the salad, the rolls, the gravy, the dressing - yes, a typical Christmas buffet with many waiters to serve our every need!

The 12 Days of Christmas performed on stage by nervous first time performers! We had a blast. Gwen - a partridge in a pear tree; Jen - 2 turtle doves; Jackie - 3 french hens; Jimmy - 4 calling birds; Anita - 5 golden rings; Fran - 6 geese a laying; me - 7 swans a swimming; Sandra - 8 maids a milking; Schere - 9 ladies dancing; Casper - 10 lords a leaping; Jamie - 11 pipers piping; and last but not least Joann - 12 drummers drumming. Our wonderful director of the production Gail - sang as we performed "The 12 Days of Christmas". The closeness each of us shared in the making of this skit was charismatic. Changing in our one large dressing room exposing all was ice melting (only one lady preferred changing in the closet); and of course, Jimmy, the only male, afterwards just turned his head. We had the whole audience roaring in laughter. Afterwards, when the many praises arrived, we were told "how good it felt to laugh again - that we all needed that laughter".

No comments:

Post a Comment