Maybe it's the holiday that's dragging out this weekend, or the fact that my parents have been away, I don't know, but it is not in me to complain in the slightest for however long the weekend seems, it shall never be long enough. Regardless of time, much has happened. I've thouroughly enjoyed having the place to myself (though the folks are back now and I'll admitt to wishing their absense some hours more). The company these past few nights has been wonderful and the events thereof much the same. Friday night's game was long and laborious--much hope given to the injured player. There seemed to be a lack of energy and we were all having problems swollowing when we looked at the scoreboard at a tied game. In the end, however, we managed to pull off a win, so on we go to the next game to determine our last. Saturday I spent in craft. After two hours in Joanne's, I finally made it home to begin the workings of my costume. I've become pro at making fairy costumes, what, with Midsummer and now this, my Tinkerbell costume. It was a lot of fun to make, but took way too much time. I finished just before it was time to leave for the band party. Upon arrival, we came to the greetings of a hunched over old man, his face a mask and a cane being his prop, further masked by a large jacket and gloves, no one who the disguised guest was. In fact, two hours went by of following around the stumbling old man, shuffling around and pausing frequently for no apparant reason. When he was finally unmasked, the surprise went throughout to find that it was none other than travis. Mad props to the unacclaimed actor; it was the highlight of the party. I got a call from Mr. T this weekend. After the discovery of Kristen quitting the show, there has been much talk about her replacement. I for one didn't care who it was. I'd become very attached to my role and liked playing the hysterical, whimpy child. But when T asked me if I was interested in playing Elizabeth, one of the three leads, I of course said yes. I just find it hysterical how, by chance of other people quitting, I've gone from a simple court room girl to a lead role. Well, I will miss Betty, but hopefully I'll have just as much fun playing Elizabeth. On that note, (and to be referred back to in a moment), I fear my mother has become one of those parents whose prime concern lies in grades. I swear she wasn't always like this. it used to be "do your best" and "Math isn't your thing, your heart is in English" Well that died quickly. I told her the news about the show and you know what she said to me? "I'd rather see a higher math grade than hear you doing better in a silly show." Thanks mom. While the present time there is no tension or argument between us, I can't help but to feel bitter about that. I mean, it's really not my fault that I'm lousy in numbers in logic. Hell, she gave me the genes that made me this way, and I'm trying, I honestly am. So why can't she get off my case? Back to theatre, the class production is really moving along. Last Friday we went out on stage to brainstorm set design and such, and I came up with a brilliant idea that will really help out our show. Everyone loved it and we immediately fell into a hurricane of brainstormed for all kinds of ideas fed from mine. I don't want to say too much to keep it a surprise, but it was just so exciting to see everyone light up with things just spilling out of their mouths. You could practically see 100 watts lit above our heads. If this all works out, we might well perform this for the school, not just our class. So, I depart now to go work on that... Carrie Caulfield