This Is My Life?

My boss asked me yesterday to buy a birthday card for Carrie Fisher. I stood up, went to Bartells, bought this $5 piece of glittery what-not, and then as I'm checking out the cashier asked me who it was for and I told him Carrie Fisher. It wasn't until that moment that I realized how completely weird that was. She's famous. She's someone that I've "known" since I was little. She's one of the most recognizable icons in movie history. And here I am, buying her some Hallmark. Life is weird.

I should get to work. Today might be a really great day. 

Highway Glamor Shots

Today I got to go on a mid-day adventure with the Communications Dept. Here is a picture and the write up that I did of it on the blog. Eat your heart out. 

When someone offers me a smoothie, I always say yes. Mama didn't raise no fool. Little did I know that I'd be hiking up a mountain afterwards.

The Rep's Communication department went on a little outing while our Director was away for the day (jealous much?). We boosted up on intense-power-enhancing-mega-rocket-fuel energy smoothies and made our way down the Galer St stairs to behold our beautiful billboard on Aurora. Then, like the nerds we are, we took pictures to document our efforts. Look at those excited faces. They weren't that excited for long...

Once we were done geeking out we proceeded to climb up the 700 some stairs, some of us in heels and others of us in need of an oxygen tank. It's fine. Looks like we're improving our department's odds of getting the highly coveted "We Hate to See You Leave, But We Love to Watch You Go" Reppie Award.

Favorite Picture from Vancouver

Who dere?

Crow Fly Away From Here

Last night was our last opening night. We opened Breakin' Hearts and Takin' Names with Kevin Kling and Simone Perrin and that show is seriously wonderful. I found out yesterday that the songs from the show are our "on hold" music when you call the rep. So I called a line that no one is on, pushed speaker, and listened to four songs on repeat for an hour. I went away to ask someone a question and when I came back Jessica had hung up my phone. She'll pay for that mistake. Bottom line: I want to be a story teller like Kevin. He is full of joy and humor and has an optimistic observation of the human condition without being precious or naive. I just love this show. 

The contract for my internship ends May 1. It is freaking me out how close it is to all being over. Just something that I did for 9 months. Someone recently told me that she wished the word "just" didn't exist. She brought up a good point. I didn't just do my internship. I fricken schooled it. But "over it shall be." - Yoda. The I'll be back in Iowa for a month. I'll get to see my college friends in Iowa City, take up a Cubbies game, see my friend's wedding, and rediscover the joys and wiles of Dubuque. It'll be grand. River walk, here I come. 

Out Damn Spot

It is Spring. Know how I know? I made Red Raspberry Crystal Lite and opened up my windows, allergies be damned. But now my fingers are stained blood red because I dropped the packet into the glass of water and had to fish it out. Failure.

Jackie just called and her and Kyle have landed at the beautiful SeaTac Airport. We're gonna scarf down some food and then hit the trails on up to the 'Couve. I can't wait for hockey games, Mounties, and a suspension bridge of death. This is going to be hilarious.

In other news, it looks highly probable that I'll get to come home to Iowa for a month (holla) and then come back to Seattle for an internship with the Seattle Children's Theatre as a teaching artist. Who needs money and job security? Not this ho. 

Carrie Fisher is here! She better make the Rep lots o' cash. So far, so good. I'm excited about making bad Star Wars jokes behind her back.