Saturday I was busy sewing 2 costumes for the Christmas drama and gathering props. While I sewed, DH got out the Christmas tree. We moved the sofa from in front of the picture window to the far side of the dining room behind the table and put the tree in the center of the window. Our living room looks huge!
DH put the background sets together for me - 2 sheets of luan with 3 hinges and 2x2s for stability where the hinges attach to form a corner. I painted them both with the dark gray primer I got and started painting the Cratchit's home. I found clipart that I put into Publisher and inserted a grid to help when I started painting free hand. I almost finished the house Saturday night. I need to finish it and then paint the stable scene. That is going to be more difficult since it's not just straight lines and b/c I'm so picky. I'll have to post pictures when I'm done.
Sunday was a rush-around. Seems like every Sunday morning, just as we are about to rush out the door, DH needs to use the bathroom. I really try to be understanding, especially since Sunday mornings affect me the same way, but it gets a tiny bit irritating. So we fly out the door and drive 15 minutes to church. It is hard to resist looking down the street as we pass our old church 3 minutes down the road. Some people are usually just arriving as we pass, and all I can think is how glad I am we are not going there!
We did all the things we normally do at church and left. On the way home we made our usual stop at McD's to pick up lunch. We got home and changed into "comfy clothes", and sat down to eat. Now Little Boy decided he wanted a cheeseburger yesterday. DH ordered: "Cheeseburger with extra pickles and no onions." How does that translate into: "Hamburger with ketchup, mustard, pickles and onions." It never fails! We get home and one of our orders is wrong. If we buy from this McD's one day a week, and our order is usually wrong, imagine how many orders get messed up all week long! DH said,
"(Our last name) luck (bad) can't account for all the messed up orders!" DH suggested we try something new. I started thinking, "I don't want to cook on Sunday afternoons!" when he asked if I thought DQ would make it home warm. What a dear. I don't know if it would, but we can try! I know what someone is thinking. "Why not just eat at a restaurant?" A couple reasons - we are attempting to get home, eat and get kids down for naps on time. We also don't want to eat out with the kids in their/our Sunday clothes. And finally, DH gets irritated too easily by other people and by our kids acting up. My intention in getting McD's is to alleviate the stresses on ALL of us. I include this into our meal planning. So next week we may be trying DQ.
So I quickly ate my meal and rushed off to Wal-Mart to look for a folding cot. The only one they had was $40. Grrr. Then I bought more paint for my sets, grabbed a couple groceries we really needed and rushed home. I finished gathering props and sat down for a couple minutes. We took Baby next door to G&Gs, got in the vehicles and left. Left something important at home, that is! DH had taken the CD out of my box of the program music to listen to a couple songs that he's going to try singing with the choir. This is the CD I had dubbed for the sound guy that had all the songs numbered and in order - that coordinated with his instruction sheets.
I could have cried. DH thought I picked it up since he left it on top of the kleenex box on the kitchen table. I thought he had put it back in my box. Needless to say, the kid running the sound had a difficult time last night. We went through the program twice. As DH started his narrator part, I had to shush the choir. I was really stressed and the teacher came out in me. I let them know I expected everyone to stay on point and make the most of our practice time so we didn't have to schedule any extra practices. I hope I didn't offend anyone. I am afraid my "teacher look" may have surprised some of the older ladies. We had to stop often, but I think the actors got the gist of it and we'll go through it again Saturday before the performance. Little Boy did a good job being Tiny Tim. He's practicing with his crutch this week and seems to be excited. It will be nice if Joseph turns up. We practiced without him yesterday and he never called. He's a foster kid and I sure hope he hasn't left. I have no idea what I would do.
By the time we packed up, I was finally feeling better. I mentioned that making it through last night was the peak of stress for me. DH laughed. He said he wanted to see how I did Saturday and Sunday nights. I still think the worst is over. The costumes are done. The set fits where I wanted it and I know where I want to put the props. The actors basically know what they are doing and Little Boy didn't have a meltdown. He didn't even freak out when Scrooge joyfully tossed him into the air at the end.
Baby seemed to do well next door, although she asked all night for her brother. She drank 3 sippy cups of water. That is more than she usually drinks at home. I was just so glad they had given her Pepsi! She had a soaker didie this AM. And it was still on her; thanks in part to the tape. I think since we started taping it, she has realized it's futile to try to get naked. I can hope, can't I?
I am really looking forward to the 17th and this play is over. I am just a little afraid that no one will come. Oh well. So glad it's Monday!