Follies & Nonsense

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Opera night!!!!

Three performances and now IT’S OVER!!!!

The kids did a really good job.  And it was fun to watch.

Here are the Werewolves watching TV while they wait for the “Scary Party” to start.  Check out their homemade remote control.

The Vampires, Ghosts, and Bats all wore costumes fashioned from garbage bags.  The witches had hats and brooms.  But, what do expect from an opera that ends with the line: Let’s rock-and-roll with hot dogs!!

Another booth set up.  This time in a $1.5 million dollar home in Bountiful.

Mom was great to come help me again.

Here’s what our booth looks like in the dark.

We found this out because the power kept cutting out.

Here’s what it looks like in the light.

Hopefully this weekend’s show will be more successful than last weekend!

For right-handed people, the left side of the brain is dominant.  The left hemisphere controls speech, language, writing, logic, math, and science.  It’s linear thinking.

For lefties, the control is switched to the right hemisphere.  This side of the brain controls music, art, creativity,  perception, spatial awareness, emotions, GENIUS.  It’s the holistic thinking mode.
This creates some differences in how information is processed.  For example, lefties can usually spot the hidden picture more quickly than righties.

Do you see it?

The right-hemisphere dominance also explains why many artists are left handed (Da vinci, Michaelangelo, Jimi Hendrix, Reubens, Toulouse Latrec, Celine Dion, Sting).

And, while I lack artistic talent, I’m totally crediting my leftyness with my 100% score on the Famous Art Quiz.

Your result for The Famous (and Not So Famous) Art Quiz…

Art History Major

100% Artiste!

Art History Major: You scored 100% Artiste!

You’ve studied art for years, and therefore you recognized almost if not all the works represented here. Way to go!

How about them apples, huh?

Huh???

huh?

What?  You think it’s so easy, then you try it! 

Yesterday was pretty nice.  All that sleep.  And lying in bed reading.  I’m almost finished with Love, Star Girl.  It’s the sequel to Star Girl.

(Yeah, it’s blurry.  I’m not redoing it.)

I think there had better be a third one because I need some closure!!!!

Anyway, no time for reading today.  Or sleeping, unfortunately.  Back to work.  And craziness.  And this charming note from yesterday’s sub:

I will be honest–you have the worst class I have subbed for in all of the two years I have subbed.  G. was the best student in the class!  It was misery.  The only time they were decent was during the Magic School Bus.

5 were horrible–[I’ll let you guess who].  I took a note to the principal with their names on it.

I will not sub for this class ever again.  Sorry.

If that just doesn’t get your day off to great start, I don’t know what does!!!

I kind of feel like Goldie Hawn in Overboard.  “My children may be rotten, but they’re mine!”  And, of course, they were really good today.  And seemed really happy to see me.

I guess Ms. Sub Lady should just be happy she didn’t have last year’s group.  There would have been more than 5 on her list of “horrible” students!!

Today I slept.  And then slept some more.  And then I laid in bed and thought about sleeping.  On the whole I feel loads better.  I no longer have 2 huge golf balls sticking out of either side of my neck (swollen glands).  Now they’re more like cotton balls.  I can swallow and talk.  Breathing through my nose has been a nice change.  If I could yawn without pain, I’d be 100%.  But I am SOOOOOO sleeepy!!  I’d better be over this by tomorrow because I have to teach school, finalize the opera (including making costumes and finishing scenery), prepare for another boutique, and get the house ready for my grandma to visit.  No rest for the wicked.

I decided it was worthwhile to drag my sorry self out of bed to go to card night, although I hadn’t made cards.  It was motiviating that it was at Zupa’s tonight.

No, those aren’t my babies.

Although

I’m so out if it right now you could probably tell me they are and I’d believe you.

I’m baaaaack.

Back to the doctor.

Since I couldn’t sleep, I was there when they opened this morning.

Still testing positive for strep.  In fact, the doctor says I smell like strep.  AWESOME!

But, there’s a problem.

Strep doesn’t develop resistant strains like other bacteria do.  There’s no reason why the amoxicillin shouldn’t work.  But he prescribed another antibiotic and said it should kill the germies, even though the first one should have taken care of them.

I went straight from the doctor to my school to write sub plans (since I’ll be contagious for 24 hours).  Then I came home and napped.

Already I feel so much better!!!!!!!   My voice is back and I can swallow.  I consider that progress.

Usually when admitting defeat, one waves a white flag.  What does it signify if I wave a white tonsil instead?  The germs have won?

W A R N I N G

Gross picture ahead

It looks like I’m trying to smuggle a couple of wheels of Brie back there.

I can’t speak.  I can’t swallow.  The chills haven’t stopped.

I am done with this.

…it’s strep!

Typed up sub plans at 4 a.m.

Visited the doctor.  Thankfully there was no wait to get in.

Got a prescription.  They offered a shot or pills.  I chickened out and went with the pills.  I bought some juice.  I took several long, hot showers to combat the chills.  I napped.  I feel like I’ve been turned inside-out.

What???  I don’t post for 4 days and nobody seems worried?  Nobody is checking to see if I’ve slipped in the shower and am being eaten alive by pack of stray cats that live in my house?

Well, I haven’t slipped in the shower.

And I don’t own any cats.

BUT YOU DIDN’T KNOW THAT!

You are benefitting from a very lucky coincedence.

You told me you loved me, but now I’m beginning to doubt the veracity of your statements.