Every Sunday it is the same thing. I start the day thinking I’ll get all sorts of stuff done. Sometimes I even do a thing or two. But at some point, I remember, because my body reminds me: there is no point in trying to get anything done on a Sunday. I had rehearsal for Spring Into Murder (MUST write an entire blog post about that!). Steven and I have a dinner date later. Having gotten a couple of things done but feeling inclined to accomplish nothing further, I thought, “I’ll do my blog post. Easy, fun, and useful.” Of course the usefulness can be debated, but you may discuss that among yourselves if you are so inclined.
To make a long story longer (I bet you thought I was going to say, “make a long story short,” and you were taking a breath to say, “Too late!” Gotcha!), I could not do a blog post earlier. I just sat there scrolling up and down Facebook and watching the clock till it was time to go to rehearsal.
Rehearsal went pretty good, by the way. We discussed costumes. I had brought what I intend to wear: loud purple pants and a louder jacket. Actually I had two colorful jackets to choose between, and one cast member insisted I must wear the louder one. I agreed. Kim had brought every glamorous black dress in her wardrobe for our inspection. Oh come on, like none of you has more than one glamorous black dress? I personally have none, but I’m weird. We all know that. I am unusual among women in that I do not long for the elusive little black dress. Be that as it may, Kim has some wonderful frocks, and we all enjoyed voicing our opinions.
More importantly, we ran the scripted part of the show a couple of times. I think it is coming together nicely. We discussed the black tulips, which are so important to the plot. We discussed the next rehearsal.
The murder mystery, Spring Into Murder, will be presented next Saturday, April 28, at Morning Star Methodist Church, 36 Second St., Ilion, NY, at 5 p.m. $20 tickets include a roast pork dinner and must be purchased in advance by calling the church at 315-864-4093.
Now I must get changed for our dinner date. Perhaps I will wear black, but not a little black dress.