Life, Fannishness, and Thespic Infatuation

. . . and other sundries.

( Keep a watchful eye, or they'll attack en masse. )

( Random SPN )

( Leading man or character actor? )

Happy Hallowe'en!

It's been kind of a quiet one this year. We carved pumpkins yesterday (pictures when I get around to posting them), but skipped the costume party we had originally planned on attending. Instead we watched the first half of Salem's Lot.

Today at church (our fellowship doesn't celebrate Reformation Sunday, though Happy Reformation to those who do) the sermon was on one of my very favorite topics--friendship. Paired with the sermon on kindness we had a few months back, these were two excellent and complementary messages that I really got excited about.

This evening Geo and I went over to some friends' house for chili and passing out of trick-or-treat candy. This is the second year we've done so, so I think it's becoming something of a tradition. The girls who trick-or-treated as Pippy Longstocking and Wednesday Addams seemed especially pleased that I recognized them immediately. And the mom who went as Maleficent commented that I'd be surprised how many people didn't know who she was.

Well, it's time to get ready for bed and finish up Salem's Lot before Sherlock comes on.

Happy haunting, everyone!

Because girlyghoul70 asked for an explanation, here are the thoughts behind my list of inspirations and elements.

( Acting-type stuff behind the cut )

I've been wanting to write about a lot of different things recently. A review of the latest SPN tie-in novel. I wanted to write a review of it the way I do after an ep. Then I realized that only a handful of peeps would know what I was talking about.

I've wanted to write about the medical/bebe situation, for my own journaling if nothing else. It's a constant struggle with the timing of everything.

Musey is toying with a gonna-be-Gambled (are things Gambled now? Or are they still Kripked?) scene of Sam and Dean getting back together.

And I've really wanted to write about a play I'm hoping we do at church. "Mountaintop." A one act, four person play about Abraham and Isaac, and paralleling it to the crucifixion. I directed it a long time ago, and I re-read it the other day. And I cried. I love this play. I cannot tell you how much I love it.

Oh, but about the pizza.

The Chicago deep dish pizza that Dean and Death shared made me hungry for pizza. But I'm not real keen on Chicago-style pizza. I'm much more of a New York style pizza person. But still, that pizza looked good. So ever since then I've had a hankering for homemade pizza. And tonight we finally got around to it. I haven't made homemade pizza since I was 16. And tonight I even made the dough from scratch (with my new KitchenAid mixer w/dough hook \o/). And let me tell you, it was de-lish. And yes, it needed a fork and knife to eat it, because the way we load the toppings on a homemade pizza? Yeah. You need the extra help.

Tomorrow we're having people over for the first cookout on Geo's new grill. We did corn yesterday; tomorrow will be burgers and brats. And I've got some citrus sangria, and I made some strawberry & berry blue poke cake, which poke cake is one of my favorites. We're having several people over. The only thing missing is a swimming pool. (And the parade, but I won't get into that right now.)

The azalea bushes have exploded. The lilac bushes in the neighborhood are amazing. The weather is gorgeous.

One of the ladies at church complimented me on my performance last week. She said I made her cry and that she was surprised I didn't go into acting as a profession. Just . . . wow.

Geo is coming home this evening. I pick him up at the train depot tonight. He hasn't seen SPN yet.

Dudes. Time change? Plus service time change? Plus not playing well on piano?

*iz dead*

( It started yesterday . . .  )

I'm involved in my church's Easter drama again this year. SOP, really. That's where my interests lie. :-) And this time, I'm directing as well. (Technically, Geo and I are both heading up the drama portion, but he doesn't say a whole lot at rehearsals.)

( More thespic ramblings behind the cut )

Just a few brief blurbs from Lifeline Christian Mission and ( what's going on in Haiti )

Today is the first Sunday of Advent. My new church recognizes this. It's kinda cool. The congregation I grew up in didn't do anything for Advent, so it's kind of neat to have that.

But more than that, we sang contemporary worship music (i.e., "rock"-ish, danceable music) this morning. Like we do every Sunday. The difference today? IT WAS IN HEBREW! How cool is that?

And finally, our worship band played "Christmas Eve in Sarajevo." Yes, the Trans-Siberian Orchestra arrangement. It was missing some instruments, obviously, compensated for by the synthesizer/keyboard. But it brought tears to my eyes. I think if I ever went to an actual TSO concert, I'd have tears just streaming down my face.

It was a pretty good weekend this weekend.

Geo and I decided to spring for a delux Droll Yankee squirrel proof bird feeder. (Take some time and watch the vids of the feeders' squirrel-thwarting capabilities in action. It's kind of hilarious.) We decided that it was a good investment, since we were spending entirely too much money on bird feed only to be feeding upwards of eight squirrels (dubbed Chunky Bob and his posse). We got the Yankee Whipper model. And it works! The next one I want to get, when we have the spare cash, is the Yankee Tipper.

Also, humming birds, when they fly past your ear, are kind of like gigantor bumble bees. One freaked me out a little bit this morning as I was filling one of the feeders.

Saturday, we went to the downtown farmer's market, and in the evening we went to a b-day party for one of Geo's co-workers. The NAVCC has been hiring quite a few people recently, and one little gal has heard so much about me that she was apparently dying to meet me and confirm that I'm a real person and not some figment that Geo talks about. She's sweet and hilarious and was showing us pictures of her evening at the Oscars (she previously worked for the Academy). So it's nice to be looked forward to. :-)

Yesterday was quite the day. I was the storyteller at our church's VBS. I haven't worked with kids in forever, and several times they kind of caught me off-guard. I hope I didn't mess things up too badly, and I hope they had fun. Now I can focus on the skit/one-act play that one of the ladies gave me a part in.

The concept of storytelling got me to thinking . . . just kinda aimlessly pondering . . . I had to decide whether or not to read the story, memorize the story verbatim, or learn it well enough to tell it in a combination of the written story and my own words. (I opted for the last option.) And that got me to thinking of the Native American tradition of storytelling, and how you often hear (Hollywood's interpretation, at least) of "This is what my father told me, and his father told him, and his father before him." And how storytelling is passed on from generation to generation, and are the stories learned verbatim, and does the new person lend their own influence or is the story passed down exactly . . . and then I kinda thought that maybe I was cheating and I should have learned the story exactly as it was written in the workbook, but that would have taken too much time, considering the time constraints, and . . . yeah . . . (As an aside, for a really good, entertaining TV movie/miniseries check out DreamKeeper.)

I've also never really considered myself a good storyteller. But the others seemed to find it entertaining, and I hope the kids enjoyed it.

We're halfway through June, and Geo and I have not made any vacation plans. What's up with that? I'd love to go back to Niagara Falls. We'd also like to go to San Antonio. And I had such a great time in North Carolina last year, a week at the beach . . . aaaaahhhhh . . . but that's not going to happen this year.

All in all, at this very moment in time, I'm just kinda meh.