Rainy Monday

I feel like this blog is less of a telling of my life and more of a chronicling of when I get cold sores from stress. Another one came and gone. That's at least 3 this year. Being an adult can suck.

Being an adult can be so much fun! Today I'm cleaning up a storm because some of my co-workers are coming over to my apt to have dinner before we go to an interview with Stephen Sondheim at Benaroya Hall. As anyone from my dorm hall last year can guess I'm making Mrs. Lovett's Meat Pies from Sweeny Todd. We'll also be having some sort of West Side Dish Story along with some Merrily we Rolls Along. Our cocktail will of course be the Tipsy Gypsy.  This is what theatre people do: sit around and come up with clever titles for dinner options. 

But seriously this place was disgusting. I don't think it's ever been really cleaned. And I'm not that good at it. Like even the garbage can was disgusting. Everywhere I looked I just saw one more spot of grit and grim that I had to wash away. Oh and apparently I don't have windex in the apt. I have a shower cleaner that does a pretty useless job of cleaning mirrors as one might imagine. One more day that I'm glad not to be a house wife. 

Grease Is The Word

No seriously I was going to get so much done today and here I sit, watching Danny sing at the drive in and not getting a lot done. I mean the dryer and dishwasher are in full mode and I did go grocery shopping. So maybe don't give me those judgement eyebrows? K thanks. 

Things are pretty much in high-gear in Seattle. Alfred Hitchcock's The 39 Steps will open this Wednesday at the Rep. It was a show that was on Broadway and we're the last stop they have before the production launches its national tour. I got to "host" our Saturday night preview AKA interviewing designers and actors pre- and post-show so that's cool. Someone even recognized me from Talk Irish with Kelly. Famous. 

Family Day at the Rep happened again this year and it went pretty well. Most of the things I worked on last year I'm working on again but with actual responsibility. So far it's been going really well. Ben Moore walked up to me last Friday night and said in his silky vampire-like voice, "Kiki, I hear that you've been doing your usual 185% on these events and they look wonderful." Aw, littlebear. He's adorable. 

My roommate and I are still trying to figure out this whole living together thing. She hasn't taken out the garbage/recycling and I'm pretty sure I'm the only one doing the dishes. But it could be worse. One of these days I might bring it up in a sugary passive aggressive way. We'll see how it goes. 

No seriously, how cute is John Travolta in this movie? For reals. I'd race him for pinks any day. 

It's pretty much Fall here. My favorite time of year. Hoodies and jeans every day--I just love it.

I'm also working on my room. I'm going to make it not look like a dorm room. Trips to IKEA and a hardware store are in the near future. And maybe a few orders from Kathy's Kraft Korner in lovely Dubuque IA. Once this place get's to be back in tip top shape I'll do a video. For all my fans out there.

Keep living the dream everyone. 

Close To Being Moved In

My hands smell like Comet.

My shoulders and upper back are killing me.

I found out my neck won't snap when a mattress is balancing on it.

I'm pretty sure I look like a degenerate.

I'm over packing and moving and all of it. The next time I move it'll be because I'm leaving Seattle. And not a second before that. 

But I guess it's all worth it. I mean, look at this picture. 

Packing

I kind of like packing. I like picking up everything I own and taking a good, hard look at it. And I found my Steve Madden sun glasses! They were in a purse I took to Elizabeth's wedding. In MAY. That feels like forever ago. But there they are, sitting pretty on my desk. I've had those glasses at least 4 summers in a row. That has to be some kind of I-don't-care-if-they're-out-of-style record. I also set up a jar to collect all of the change I find. It's bank time. 

I just want to pack little by little, so that moving isn't such a time suck. It's weird to be moving from my apt. I'll miss the view. Beyond that it really is such an UPGRADE that I don't think I'll miss it in the long run. 

I hope my new roommate doesn't worship Satan or something weird like that. Although, if she can do magic that'd be AWESOME. 

Here's The Deal

1. LA was awesome. Sweet baby Angel and Lou Daddy were great tour guides and helped me navigate the winding roads of Margaritaville. I went to the park from (500) Days of Summer and watched Nathan Fillion (!!!) film an episode of Castle. We went to the beach, shopped, went to see Mann's Chinese Theatre and lots of sketch comedy at the Upright Citizens Brigade. All in all a great trip. Celebs I saw: red headed kid from Sandlot, blonde son on 7th Heaven, Paul Rust from I Love You Beth Cooper and an Iowa alum, and probably most importantly Cheech from Cheech and Chong. Eat your heart out. 

2. I applied and got accepted into the Apprenticeship program at the Children's Theatre! This is exciting news for numerous reasons. A. It's only a small time commitment every week and basically it's me working on a class in the same capacity I did this summer. Easy enough. B. In bi-weekly seminars I'll learn how to plan a 10 week long curriculum, build a portfolio and will meet even more teaching artists from the Seattle Area. C. By the end of the Apprenticeship I'll be considered a staff member and will be allowed to teach my own classes. This will work out great with my time at the Rep. My contract there ends on May 21 (my birthday and one of the high holy days) so now I'll have work lined up for the summer. And did I mention that I'll be making $29 an hour? Because I will.

3. I started my job at the Rep two weeks ago and so far so good. It's pretty slow going. (Remind me of this when I'm stressed out later) But everyone was really happy to have me back. Hugs and strawberry shortcake in meetings. I love the Rep. Hopefully it'll pick up this week. If anything I'll just start being more vocal about needing things to do. I'm such a suck up.

4. I'm starting to try to figure out how to move out of my apt. This should be...interesting. I'm not going to freak out. It'll be fine. It's all about that queen bed. 

That's it for now. Mollie and I are enjoying cookies and ice cream and I'm enjoying that I don't have to go into work tomorrow. Sweeeet.