Monday, January 31, 2011

and the crazy continues.

Jumping on the blog quickly to say HEY! And HOW WAS YOUR WEEKEND? And HOLY SHIT, WE ARE GETTING MORE SNOW.

It’s true. Really. Here, please enjoy the forecast I just read online:

A brutal double-whammy will strike Connecticut this week, bringing 4-8 inches Tuesday morning, and a thrashing of weather Wednesday with the potential of an ice storm or up to two feet of snow.

Oh, and it also said this:

This will be a major weather event, and the most significant storm of the season thus far.

So, you know, that’s fun.

In other news, my first rehearsal went great last night. It was just a script read-through, but it was the first time everyone came together, and it was great. Our next rehearsal is scheduled for tomorrow night, but, well, see above. Tonight we have a production meeting, so I must run out the door now. Please do enjoy this picture of the icicle hanging off my house. I am obsessed with this icicle. I really think I will be sad when it snaps or melts (HAHAHAHAAA as if anything will melt here ever again, in this fozen tundra!)

Note part 1: I am sorry this has become a weather blog. But I have to talk through my feelings, otherwise I’ll lose my mind.

Note part 2: MORE. I’ll lose my mind more.


Dwayne "The Train" said...

man, i would lick the sht out of that icicle.

S said...

I don't know how you do it. YUCK!
Good luck with the run through tomorrow, weather permitting.

Elizabeth - Letters from a Small State said...

What?? Where did you read that?? I am .. I mean..ergle burgle smurgle...

Stereo said...

How are you even making it to work and rehearsal or even out of bed?!

Cha-Cha and Ro-Ro said...

Hey talking about the weather in Ireland is a national pastime!! I miss being in plays and having rehearsals. Have fun! R~

Amanda said...

Elizabeth -, baby!

Tracy said...

Definitely don't want to walk (or lie) under that icicle! Wow! Sounds like you're having a blast with the rehearsals! We've been getting snow all week and are due for a big one tomorrow. Joy! I'm ready to pull the covers up over my head and wait until Spring arrives!