So I guess my stomach problems yesterday were not purely nerves. At least, I seemed OK during the murder mystery (which was a blast, by the way) and not bad this morning, but as soon as I ate something… well, these things happen, I suppose. I really hate to make another blog post whining about my petty health complaints. I will try not to whine but merely state the facts. Then again, it is Wrist to Forehead Sunday. Perhaps a “woe is me” followed by a swoon is appropriate.
Most of the audience seemed to really enjoy Secrets at Suiter House, our murder mystery, last night. Now I must rush headlong into the next, Spring into Murder. I’ll have more blog posts about that, no doubt. Theatre is my life! Part of my life, anyways.
I had a very nice Easter dinner with some members of my family. My stomach allowed me to partake of ham, cheesy potatoes, and Heidelberg rolls, among other treats. I admit it: I am rarely too ill to eat. I keep thinking if I eat the right thing, it will make me feel better. This explains my continued failure to meet my weight-loss goals.
However, as I often say, tomorrow is another day. I guess a lot of people have said that. How embarrassing to resort to cliche. Well, what do you people expect of me when I have a bad stomach on Wrist to Forehead Sunday? I can’t be profound under these circumstances! But apparently I can make a blog post, however foolish. Hey, I just remembered something else: it’s April Fool’s Day. That’s it! I’m just an April fool. Happy Easter, everybody.
Mohawk Valley Girl 
The flu is still going around, type B is now dominating. Make sure you take care of yourself!
I went to bed early, ate well and exercised today. I’m really just a big baby about these things!
I hope your stomach is better tomorrow. I am curious. Do you do only one performance of your plays?
The murder mysteries are one performance only, usually. The stage plays I sometimes get involved in run multiple performances. And my stomach does seem better today, thanks.