Not even going to say anything about the six inches of snow and then freezing temperatures over all the melting snow. Okay? Just not even going to say anything about that.
What a nice weekend it was this weekend. Friday night we had a Bitch Stole My Fish show, me and 3 other fabulous ladies. You know, I don’t improvise so much anymore, once every few months tops, and found myself struggling to get into it. I started the first scene like a newbie improviser, screwing my teammates while I tried to be funny, which it wasn’t.
After a bit though, Hixx came through, as we all did and it turned into a pretty fun show. After trying unsuccessfully to have drinks in an actual fancy bar (Town Hall had some shows in there) we decided to just head home, glad we did!
Saturday went to visit mom in the sunshine and then came home and took an unplanned run, first one outside in a few weeks. Oh my gosh, it felt so unbelievably delicious to be running in the sunshine and the cool, melting snow and clean sidewalks, it really was great. Saturday John and I got pizza and went to see Sweeny. John hadn’t seen it yet. I really enjoyed it the second time around, if you accept that it’s just a fun movie, and try not to compare it; it’s a lot of fun.
Sunday we took a long walk, bought some groceries, had breakfast with friends, did some chores, cleaned up, played some games, walked in the warm(ish) weather with the dog, one of those “do nothing, get a lot done” days, my favorite.
Now, I don’t know if it’s the Vitamin D, but I have SO much I want to do. So many things I want to take care of, my head is racing. This feeling is familiar to me, but it’s usually a “spring” thing, so I almost believe it is the Vitamin D, honestly.
One of the things I so need to do, is I have a million reading materials I need to get to, school catalogs and books and New Yorkers…
I did just finish a book John bought for me (thank you handsome) called “Three Cups of Tea.” It’s the true story of a fellow named Greg Mortenson who climbed K2, got lost and found himself in a small village. He ended up promising these folks that he would build them a school, which he did. He proceeded to build many many schools in Pakistan and then in Afghanistan. The book is interesting, I mean, Peace Corp type stories aren’t necessarily my favorite (I’m very hard-hearted you know) but I’d be reading along, skimming some parts and BAM, something would make me cry. Magical things happen to Greg because of his sincerity and true passion (one donor leaving him $20,000 anonymously at a meeting no one attended).
I recommend it, it gets especially interesting after 9/11, when Mortenson was actually in Pakistan, and continues to “fight terror” by building schools. I was a little surprised to see it on the best seller list, I guess its doing well, which is great, because its an amazing story.
Girlicious tonight y’all!
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