Random Rants

[scooterbug44]

Then when going through papers at Mom's house, sister discovered a birth announcement for a brother that we never heard about. I called all uncles and aunts, and none of them know about it. Weird. Mom is too demented to remember it if she's hid it for 50 years.

Not sure what you mean by a "birth announcement" - stationary, newspaper clipping etc. but you should be able to find a birth/death/adoption certificate since I assume it at least gives you the date, name, and sex. Good luck w/ the mystery!

 

[Matt J]

BR, I don't think you have a missing brother out there. Unfortunately they may have been announcements purchased before a miscarriage. It could also be a sample from a company that puts them out. My grandmother had some she got after she had my Aunt, who we know was the last child, and she kept them. She showed them to us once and called them her pregnancy reminders. Every time she got one she'd go to the doctor for a pregnancy test.

 

[NoHall]

I'M NOT FINISHED RANTING.

My mother swore to me that my bad week would be over by Saturday, but the sur-reality goes on:

I wasn't surprised that the director of the play I was doing in Dahlonega announced today that she was not going to fulfill her contract, and I certainly don't blame her. I don't know how I would cope with watching as three friends were shot to death in front of me. I think they're going to have me direct the play now.

I was, however, surprised to learn today that one of the nuns (we're doing Nunsense) in the play fell down her basement stairs last night, broke 2 ribs, and was put on bed rest for the next 4 weeks. (The play runs weekends from May 15-31st.) Anyone interested in being a nun with a Brooklyn accent?

I was also surprised when my father told me that his doctor called and told him that his tests showed that he had suffered a major heart attack sometime in the last couple of years. Dad was also surprised. None of us have any idea when it happened. (Dad doesn't believe in being sick or injured.)

I'm starting to be surprised that I can still be surprised.

If you're of the praying sort, please pray that nothing worse happens in the next week. I'm so upside-down that I doubt I would notice it.

(I'm afraid to come to the beach now. It would go down in history as hurricane NoHall...)


p.s. I wouldn't be my cheerful self if I didn't include the good parts: Last night's show went even better than Friday's. The kid who melted down in my office two weeks ago, swearing that he would NEVER learn his lines and that he would HATE ME FOREVER for making him get on that stage learned and executed his lines perfectly! He was the only one in the show who didn't drop a single line, which meant he had the even more difficult task of figuring out what to do when someone else dropped a line. And he did--he picked up wherever the last kid left off, and he was a wonderful Felix. He was as glad as I was that the show was over, but he was so proud of himself, and I suspect that he will never be afraid of anything else again.

I got a second bouquet of roses--mom says that she counted 3 dozen in all in the butter churn, not counting the other flowers in the bouquets. Smells like a florist.

Thanks for putting up with this...my sentences aren't even that good, I'm so frazzled. I can't rant on facebook because I have too many students, parents, and co-workers on there. Y'all just send me a little bit of cheese to go with my whine, and save me a big hug for later...

 

[Lynnie]

I'M NOT FINISHED RANTING.

My mother swore to me that my bad week would be over by Saturday, but the sur-reality goes on:

I wasn't surprised that the director of the play I was doing in Dahlonega announced today that she was not going to fulfill her contract, and I certainly don't blame her. I don't know how I would cope with watching as three friends were shot to death in front of me. I think they're going to have me direct the play now.

I was, however, surprised to learn today that one of the nuns (we're doing Nunsense) in the play fell down her basement stairs last night, broke 2 ribs, and was put on bed rest for the next 4 weeks. (The play runs weekends from May 15-31st.) Anyone interested in being a nun with a Brooklyn accent?

I was also surprised when my father told me that his doctor called and told him that his tests showed that he had suffered a major heart attack sometime in the last couple of years. Dad was also surprised. None of us have any idea when it happened. (Dad doesn't believe in being sick or injured.)

I'm starting to be surprised that I can still be surprised.

If you're of the praying sort, please pray that nothing worse happens in the next week. I'm so upside-down that I doubt I would notice it.

(I'm afraid to come to the beach now. It would go down in history as hurricane NoHall...)

That's NoFunn to you, Young Lady. I have to admit, while I am concerned for your Daddy, I like his attitude! Please keep us posted on his health!

Some strange stuff is going on right now, but it will all shake out. I can come act like a Nun. Don't know if I can do a Brooklyn accent, but my attempt will without a doubt, make people laugh! :funn:

Dare I inquire as to the progress of Delinquents Oscar and Felix?? ;-)

 

[sunspotbaby]

NoHall, prayers for your Daddy and for you. Seems like you're having a rough time of it lately. Thinking of you.

 

[NoHall]

That's NoFunn to you, Young Lady. I have to admit, while I am concerned for your Daddy, I like his attitude! Please keep us posted on his health!

Some strange stuff is going on right now, but it will all shake out. I can come act like a Nun. Don't know if I can do a Brooklyn accent, but my attempt will without a doubt, make people laugh! :funn:

If you are even remotely serious, pm me and I'll get you in touch with the Holly Theater!

Dare I inquire as to the progress of Delinquents Oscar and Felix?? ;-)

Yes!

Delinquent Felix performed on Friday. As late as Thursday night at 9:30, he was staring at me blankly like he had never even read the play before. At the end of one of the most painful rehearsals of my short life (...the night before the opening of my directorial debut...where I was still calling about half of his lines for him) he was insisting, "But Ma'am! I know my lines!" He and I were running lines (translated: I was teaching him line-by-line) at 6 a.m. on Wednesday and Friday of last week.

He got on stage Friday and blew me away. Acts 1 and 3 were pretty darned good; he remembered at least 85% of his lines and made his way through the rest of them without any trainwrecks. Act 2 was a disaster if you were reading from the script--he completely rearranged a lot of the dialogue, dropped lines, forgot his blocking, and at one point sat and stared at the others blankly for a full 60 seconds. However, he was completely hysterical. His awkward silences (the others weren't quite as long) were entirely in character. He deadpanned most of the lines (contrary to my direction) during rehearsal; in the performance he was a shrieking, ladle-waving, running-like-a-girl Felix Ungar. I thought the audience was going to pee themselves.

He is still struggling in school with making good decisions, but I hope that he figured out on Friday that he can get more attention (and positive attention) by working hard and doing the right thing.

Before I tell you about delinquent Oscar, I'll briefly mention the kid who stepped up to fill in for both of them: He completely flaked out on me. He wouldn't get to rehearsal on time, he wouldn't finish learning his lines, and ultimately just wouldn't do it. I was really surprised (this was before I stopped being surprised) and disappointed.

Delinquent Oscar did both performances, then. He was brilliant. He was by far the hardest working kid on that stage, and he was there for the 6 a.m. rehearsals even when I didn't ask him to be there. He has not had a single demerit since he came back. I'm nominating him for a citizenship pin, and I nominated him for the National Honor Society today.

Thanks for asking!

 

[Beach Runner]

Not sure what you mean by a "birth announcement" - stationary, newspaper clipping etc. but you should be able to find a birth/death/adoption certificate since I assume it at least gives you the date, name, and sex. Good luck w/ the mystery!

The announcement was on a form typed in a fixed-width font and the fill-ins were in a smaller font.

BR, I don't think you have a missing brother out there. Unfortunately they may have been announcements purchased before a miscarriage. It could also be a sample from a company that puts them out. My grandmother had some she got after she had my Aunt, who we know was the last child, and she kept them. She showed them to us once and called them her pregnancy reminders. Every time she got one she'd go to the doctor for a pregnancy test.

You just might be right. We are trying to obtain the records. Not that it really matters, but it's just a mystery.

 

[InletBchDweller]

I have had enough of pets today.

THe older dog couldn't hold his pee and peed a huge puddle with little drips allllllllll over the floor.:angry:

Then the same dog pooped all over himself and I had to give him a bath to remove it.(time for a vet visit)

THe cat puked up a huge hairball on the stairs and little IBD stepped in it.

THe other dog started chewing on something from outside. When I went to get it it was a dried up cat hairball....

Tonight they will all want to climb in bed with me and sleep. I just dont know about that....:shock:

 

[Lynnie]

I have had enough of pets today.

THe older dog couldn't hold his pee and peed a huge puddle with little drips allllllllll over the floor.:angry:

Then the same dog pooped all over himself and I had to give him a bath to remove it.(time for a vet visit)

THe cat puked up a huge hairball on the stairs and little IBD stepped in it.

THe other dog started chewing on something from outside. When I went to get it it was a dried up cat hairball....


Tonight they will all want to climb in bed with me and sleep. I just dont know about that....:shock:

You have a farm over there on the Prairie?? ;-)

I had a dinner party last week and of course everyone adores Sweet Pea and p***y. Throughout conversation, I realized how old my Girl is. I've had her 6 years and she is a rescue. At that time, they thought she was 3-5 years old. She's getting grey on her snout and above her eyes......I put her around 10ish now. She still gets about with ease, but the reality hit me square between the eyes!


I hope you had a snuggly evening with all of them, though.

 

[Lynnie]

If you are even remotely serious, pm me and I'll get you in touch with the Holly Theater!



Yes!

Delinquent Felix performed on Friday. As late as Thursday night at 9:30, he was staring at me blankly like he had never even read the play before. At the end of one of the most painful rehearsals of my short life (...the night before the opening of my directorial debut...where I was still calling about half of his lines for him) he was insisting, "But Ma'am! I know my lines!" He and I were running lines (translated: I was teaching him line-by-line) at 6 a.m. on Wednesday and Friday of last week.

He got on stage Friday and blew me away. Acts 1 and 3 were pretty darned good; he remembered at least 85% of his lines and made his way through the rest of them without any trainwrecks. Act 2 was a disaster if you were reading from the script--he completely rearranged a lot of the dialogue, dropped lines, forgot his blocking, and at one point sat and stared at the others blankly for a full 60 seconds. However, he was completely hysterical. His awkward silences (the others weren't quite as long) were entirely in character. He deadpanned most of the lines (contrary to my direction) during rehearsal; in the performance he was a shrieking, ladle-waving, running-like-a-girl Felix Ungar. I thought the audience was going to pee themselves.

He is still struggling in school with making good decisions, but I hope that he figured out on Friday that he can get more attention (and positive attention) by working hard and doing the right thing.

Before I tell you about delinquent Oscar, I'll briefly mention the kid who stepped up to fill in for both of them: He completely flaked out on me. He wouldn't get to rehearsal on time, he wouldn't finish learning his lines, and ultimately just wouldn't do it. I was really surprised (this was before I stopped being surprised) and disappointed.

Delinquent Oscar did both performances, then. He was brilliant. He was by far the hardest working kid on that stage, and he was there for the 6 a.m. rehearsals even when I didn't ask him to be there. He has not had a single demerit since he came back. I'm nominating him for a citizenship pin, and I nominated him for the National Honor Society today.

Thanks for asking!

I would help y'all out with Nunsense, but Dahlonega might be a little far for rehearsals, etc......and, I am now a very nasaly exhausted Nun-type who is angry.......you might not want me.

CONGRATULATIONS on Felix!!!!! What a change with Oscar!!!!! Good job! Was it recorded? Can you youtube it?