Life, Fannishness, and Thespic Infatuation

A Happy Resurrection Sunday to those who celebrate!

Early on the first day of the week, while it was still dark, Mary Magdalene went to the tomb and saw that the stone had been removed from the entrance. So she came running to Simon Peter and the other disciple, the one Jesus loved, and said, “They have taken the Lord out of the tomb, and we don’t know where they have put him!”

So Peter and the other disciple started for the tomb. Both were running, but the other disciple outran Peter and reached the tomb first. He bent over and looked in at the strips of linen lying there but did not go in. Then Simon Peter, who was behind him, arrived and went into the tomb. He saw the strips of linen lying there, as well as the burial cloth that had been around Jesus’ head. The cloth was folded up by itself, separate from the linen. Finally the other disciple, who had reached the tomb first, also went inside. He saw and believed. (They still did not understand from Scripture that Jesus had to rise from the dead.)

Then the disciples went back to their homes, but Mary stood outside the tomb crying. As she wept, she bent over to look into the tomb and saw two angels in white, seated where Jesus’ body had been, one at the head and the other at the foot.

They asked her, “Woman, why are you crying?”

“They have taken my Lord away,” she said, “and I don’t know where they have put him.” At this, she turned around and saw Jesus standing there, but she did not realize that it was Jesus.

“Woman,” he said, “why are you crying? Who is it you are looking for?”

Thinking he was the gardener, she said, “Sir, if you have carried him away, tell me where you have put him, and I will get him.”

Jesus said to her, “Mary.”

She turned toward him and cried out in Aramaic, “Rabboni!” (which means Teacher).

Jesus said, “Do not hold on to me, for I have not yet returned to the Father. Go instead to my brothers and tell them, ‘I am returning to my Father and your Father, to my God and your God.’”

Mary Magdalene went to the disciples with the news: “I have seen the Lord!” And she told them that he had said these things to her.

~John 20:1-18 (NIV)

He is risen.

He is risen, indeed.

This weekend has been one of my best in what seems like a long time.

( A wonderful day )

I neglected to write yesterday to wish those who observe, a blessed Maundy Thursday, so I shan't forget today, to wish a blessed Good Friday.

Passover began earlier this week, and I always like it when Passover and Easter fall close together on the calendar. It makes far more sense to me to base the timing of Easter around the timing of Passover, since the Last Supper was a Passover seder/feast. I realized the other day that Easter seems to be sneaking up on me somewhat because we haven't taken the time to watch The Ten Commandments (or Prince of Egypt). Every year I tell George we should watch The Passion of the Christ, and every year I . . . can't bring myself to do so. The movie is so intense and hits on such a level . . .

Our dress rehearsal went well on Wednesday. And I don't 100% know where it came from, but I started crying (in an appropriate spot), and it got a little messy. We're doing a little bit of a multimedia thing and using clips of the crucifixion from various movies (one of my favorite life of Jesus movies being The Visual Bible's 'Matthew'), and watching them, there are times I just can't hide my reaction.

I'd planned to do my SPN review, but it feels kind of odd to be delving into that when my mind is elsewhere.

A blessed Resurrection Sunday!

And to those who have been celebrating, a Happy Passover.

Just a random catch-up.

Went to see Watchmen yesterday. It was pretty good. Pretty brutal, though. I was one of only three females that I counted in the theater. This movie is, I believe, fan!boy love. Glad I saw it in the theater. Once was enough.

In keeping with my 2009 goal of developing a new skill (the only of my goals I seem to be successful at, at the moment), I've tried my hand a crochet. I'm working on a project right now that takes two of the basic stitches. FYI, it's addictive. "Just one more row," and before I know it, three hours have passed. So if my LJ presence seems less than it was, that's why.

In order to stave off SPN withdrawal, I've been reviewing some of my DVDs. Also addictive. "I'll just watch this one scene. Oh, but this was a really good ep. Oh! And so was this one! And this one! Oh, and this one!" Trying to decide what of S4 I want to review between now and THURSDAYNEWSPNYAY!!!!

The weather is beautiful today! Geo wants me to help clear out the flower beds, so that's where I'll be going in a few minutes.

I read through and started beating out the script to the Good Friday drama I'm in. Started familiarizing myself with my monologue. It's going to feel really good to get back to scripts I can sink my teeth into. If you're interested in hearing about my drama activities (i.e., how I go about what I do), I'll share. I'm currently trying to draw on my previous experience playing this character to get back in the mindset. I also find I'm drawing on a little bit of the inspiration Jensen offers in the dramatic regard.

Also, Geo and I are getting involved in the formation of a new community theater group. Long story, but there is a desperate need for community theater here in Culpeper. And if I don't get back onto a stage and into a character soon, I'm gonna shrivel up and blow away.

That's about it for now.

Christ the Lord is risen today!
Alleluia!

Happy Easter!