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Love Poem for Five Points, #68
Category: The Unexplainable | 2 Comments »

I love my neighborhood.

I love it because the light spills through the big trees so nicely in the springtime.  It just automatically makes me happy to see the leaf patterns on the ground.

I love meeting my husband for lunch at Sazio so we can people-watch.  Even though I’m not a huge fan of the lunch menu, we’re still at a fine restaurant, within walking distance of our house, and it’s inevitable that we’ll see eight people we know during lunch.

I love walking to Propst.  Even though I can now utilize our mail-order pharmacy for long term medications, I enjoy walking down there for something quick, and buying a magazine and a water while I’m there. 

I love our neighborhood characters.  I love that we know them all.  I love that we go walking at night and run into these people and know not to be afraid. 

I love that the BP has the best selection of wines on this side of town.  And that they hit on me EVERY time I go in there. (And you should see how they drool over Delle.)

I’ve already pontificated on my adoration of PoBoy Factory, so suffice it to say: I love PoBoy Factory, period.

There is just nowhere else in Huntsville I would rather live.  Five Points is the place to be.

1:18 pm
Purrrrr-fect
Category: The Diva | 3 Comments »

So, let it be said and written in stone: I LOVE my part in Pinocchio. 

I have loved parts in the past, and by the end of the run, I am always ready to close the show.  There is always stupid drama, there is always lousy morale, and there is always exhaustion.  But this part?  I LOVE this part.

It’s something I have to be conscious for; i.e., I can’t just phone this one in.  It’s something I have to be active in, and be astute as to EVERYTHING happening around me.  And I get to work alongside some of my favoritest people ever.  This is just as awesome as it gets.

And I may suck at it.  I would hate to gush over how fabulous I am, and then y’all go see the show and be like, “Yeah.. you were.. well, your hair looked nice,” or something like that.  Because I very well may suck.  But I am having a FABULOUS time.  And that’s why I do theatre.

I’m not in it for the glory (as well referenced by some on-stage choices I’ve made in the past two years).  I’m not the girl who counts lines. (Wink.) I’m not in it to see my name in a program.  I’m totally in it because it’s fun to me.  Good times.

Our show opens April 20, and runs that weekend and the next.  I’m not sure we’ll have the media blitz we had for Twinderella, but even if we don’t, I highly recommend bringing the kiddies to come see this one.

Cause we’re having a blast.  And you don’t see that often.

10:18 am