But it's nice to know that both of you missed me, loyal readers.
Prepare yourself for a slew (a positive SLEW) of posts. They may or may not be very interesting, or funny or anything, but there will be something to read anyway....
First up: where I disappeared to.
My kid was in a play. Here she is, the harlot.
And being the completly insane person I am, I volunteered to costume the entire production. Partly because I'm really, really stupid, but mostly because it was
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Our incredible Fantine was a 15 year old gril who was the most amazing singer. You would have loved her.
Our Valjean (seen here with his convict cohorts) was wonderful also. Jack E. Sparrow's little brother, actually.
There were factory workers:
And rebellious students:
And a wedding:
And let's not forget the Thernardier's....
You see, I spent many many many nights up late. Many nights where I skipped sleep altogether. You may blame much sleeplessness on Enjolras and his lovely vest:
If I had truly appreciate that I would have over 70 cast members, some of whom had up to six costume changes, I'm not sure I would have been so eager to volunteer.
If these kids had been any less awesome, it would have been a chore. As it was, they were a delight to work with, and they made me cry. Often.
And I'm mostly caught up on my lost sleep now.