Sunday, December 18, 2005
Elvis takes 'em
Seriously. The title line for this entry? Best line, bar none, in Walk the Line. Really good movie, and not intended to be funny, but Naomi and I just about fell out of our chairs laughing at that line. If you happen to see the movie... let me just say, best peer pressure line. Ever. But peer pressure is bad. Remember that, kids.And my feet hurt. Remind me to think about my day before I set out in the morning in heels. Stillettos with pointy toes, no less. Just church, fine. Church and shopping? Not so fine. I don't know how the women who wear them day in and day out do it.
Almost finished shopping, though. I think I've got all the major ones, and not a minute to spare. Tomorrow, I'm at work all day, and then Tuesday, I've got a chiropractor's appointment in the morning, but that (and an eyebrow threading) is about all I've got time for.
No strike--yet. The deadline was extended, so the strike will happen either Tuesday or Wednesday, if they don't reach an agreement. Call me selfish, but since that won't affect me (much, if it's Tuesday; at all, if it's Wednesday), I'm not nearly as concerned about it as I was a few days ago.
Hmmm. What else? I'm going to lead a small group after Christmas on Walking on Water, by Madeleine L'Engle--one of my most formative books as an artist. I'm co-leading it with Allison, the lead pastor's wife, so that'll be really fun. She's fantastic, and I'm really looking forward to getting to know her a bit better with this whole thing. Plus, since she's a musician, it'll be good to have a different perspective--something other than a theatre-centric mindset. It'll be interesting to see who signs up for a group like that. We're quite close to the School of Visual Arts, so we may have few performing artists at all, and mostly visual artists... we'll just have to see, I guess.
And tomorrow night, it's time to pack and do laundry. Not in that order. I haven't even gotten my suitcase down from the attic yet--should probably do that, hey? Ah well... it's only 2 weeks. It's not like I'm trying to pack up a house, or packing to leave home for a year or anything like that, right? This is the easy stuff!
And on that note, I'm going to bed. Late night last night, late night (for me, sadly) tonight, and an early morning (last one!!!) tomorrow. Can I just tell you how much I'm looking forward to sleeping in on my first day of vacation? Oh, you have no idea. Not being out the door at 7:30? My idea of heaven right now.
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