A Tuesday when I didn’t hit the snooze bar, that is. So, more time for coffee, and for talking to you, my awesome fiends.
At least it’s no longer Monday. What a long, long day. But good. Check this out:
The kids in this little show we’re putting on are not only performers; they’re varsity athletes, honor students, band members, FFA members. They’re kids with cars (and part time jobs to help pay for them), families and many other responsibilities. And somehow, they make it all work and are still smiling at 8:30 p.m. when they — without being asked — stack up the chairs in my room after rehearsal and go home.
And while they sometimes (OK, regularly) musically frustrate me to the point of wanting to wing a puppy at a speeding train, I must tell you that they renew my faith in the youth of America, daily. I don’t know all the reasons why they willingly add these brutal, late-night rehearsals to their already-busy lives, but I sure am glad they do it.
OK, enough sap about my students. They’ll probably completely infuriate me in rehearsals today, and I’ll regret ever bringing this up.
Has anyone tried this? I’m wondering if it belongs in the “if it looks too good to be true” bin. Someone brought a big bag of potato chips to rehearsal last night, and offered me some before we started. I promptly declined, of course, but…I was mad. Kind of mad, yeah. I wanted some crunchy-salty. I wonder if this recipe would help. I should try it; it doesn’t look difficult at all. But I think I know the basics: Kale Ain’t Potatoes. Still, maybe I’ll give it a go and let you know.
All right. Enough yammering. Time to get ready and bounce. Have some fun today, fiends — thassanorder.
Following my son Jonathan’s career (he is the Technical Director for the Univ. of Pittsburgh theater and drama dept.) I have come to this conclusion: kids in the Arts have learned the importance of being a “part” of something larger than themselves. They seemingly embrace the teamwork concept, work hard to perfect their role in the big production and are willing to endure the long, tedious hours to bring it all about.
Would love to see your production of Fiddler…one of my all-time favorite musicals. I think I need to go out to the garage to stomp and shimmy…feeling like a “rich man!” Be blessed!
Stomp and shimmy — I can see it now!
I’d forgotten that Jon is working in theater — he knows the concept all too well, then. I don’t know how or why they love it; they just do, and I’m glad.
You are correct– too good to be true on those kale chips. Bleccccchhhhhh! How about roasted chickpeas instead? Now THOSE are good! (Not to mention crunchy and salty. Our adorable little man loves them!)
Aw man…if only chick peas (it’s a texture thing) didn’t totally gross me out! Maybe they’d be different baked??
The texture is very different. Try it! Try it, Sam-I-Am! They’re very easy to make, not very time-consuming and you just might like them!
Thanks for sharing some positivity about Kids These Days. There’s too much bad stuff going on out there!!
Why not just use potatoes and make your own? You control the salt and since you are making them yourself there’s none of that preservative and sugar and who knows what else crap added. Or get whole wheat tortillas, cut them like pizza slices, spray with some oil, sprinkle with a little salt and bake. There’s always the air popcorn! Eating healthy isn’t about denying yourself those “snacks” it’s about finding ways to enjoy them without so much guilt. That’s what I am working on now….will take a few years but I am working on it!
PS I got one alert a few weeks ago when you posted a new entry here but since then haven’t gotten anymore.
As a matter of fact, I ate 10 Tater Tots yesterday at lunch, and didn’t feel any guilt.
You are right — after a lifetime of denial (followed by failure), not worrying about stuff has worked the best. At least for me, it has. I’m not messing with stuff I don’t like anymore. The kale chips were intriguing because the Thriller likes the stuff.
And look at you, riding that blasted bike a million miles a day! YOU GO
Oh, re your PS:
When I decided to not take the sabbatical I had originally planned on taking, I stopped sending out the notices. The program I have doesn’t send out the notices automatically, but rather, I click a button and the list of addresses gets the mail. Do you want me to keep doing that? I don’t post every day. Lemme know!