It’s frost warning after frost warning as of late. Feels like 4°C, and it’s under ten degrees the whole day, for days on end. This is some messed up shit right here. Fourteen degrees and sunny in January, and four degrees with bitterly cold breezes in the end of May, ridiculous. Nonsense. Hate it. Not that I’m looking for it to jump immediately into the mud thirties with one hundred percent humidity. But a few weeks of spring like temperatures would be appreciated. Cold to hot is not spring. I want five weeks of mid teens, sun shine, blue skies and an occasional shower to keep the grass, trees, and flowers alive. Not this fresh off the March Break balogney.
In other news the weeks of Newsies performances are finally here! All day tech, dress, lighting rehearsals today, followed by two full days with six individual shows! My oldest is going to be absolutely fried when she finishes both days. That’s a tonne of hard work she has put in. A brief cast party on Thursday evening, and then we are off to see family over the weekend. Poor thing, won’t get a chance to bask in any potential glory from being in the show.
I do need to remember to grab her from town later today at an odd time. I’ll mark it on the white board so I won’t forget. I will go do that now.
