I had a whole night off on Monday and I really needed to find something to wear for a couple of the shows this weekend, so I called up my new BFF/SP10 Rochelle and she kindly put her plans on pause to come out with me for some retail therapy at the mall with the mostest, Yorkdale. Our SP10 hostess Robyn has reunited soul-twins cosmically separated at birth. Rochelle and I had a fabulous girls night out (okay, it was more like late afternoon and evening) - shopping, talking, dining, talking,... talking... talking. It was just what I needed.
Today I actually have a whole day off. So of course instead of being in bed where I belong, I was up at the crack of dawn - too excited about having a whole day off to actually rest and take care of myself before the whirlwind of performances that starts tomorrow. I'll be doing some laundry and some packing this morning (unlike a long weekend holiday, a diva weekend requires carting around a lot more than you can possibly imagine). Then I am going out for some R&R: a facial and mini-massage (using an old gift certificate I found among my tax receipts). After that I'll be meeting Rochelle and Robyn downtown for some fibre sustenance and bit of dinner.
Robyn's in town this weekend for the TTC knit-a-long. Rochelle is going too, as are many fabulous GTA kniterristas. I so wish I could be there, but I'll be out of town, performing morning, noon and night, and unfortunately I still haven't figured out how to be in two places at once. But I will definitely work in some KIP-ing while I am gone. I have to represent for International Knit in Public Day, when the world knitting community brings our yarn and sticks out of our homes and LYSs, and ventures into the wide world in droves, to share and celebrate our craft and to freak out the muggles just a bit. It’s fun to KIP - I do it all the time on my own, but I'd love to try it as a team sport. Sigh. Think of me while you're out there, KIP-ers.
Pssst... if you're looking for me in the next few days, I'll be here.
Saturday, June 02, 2007
"Aus der Kriegsschule des Lebens -from Götzen-Dämmerung (Twilight of the Idols), 1895, by Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche (1844-1900), a parody of Wagner's Götterdämmerung.
Was mich nicht umbringt, macht mich staerker."
(Out of the Warschool of life [I learned]-
What does not kill me, makes me stronger.)
It’s interesting how when you decide you’ve finally learned a big life lesson, the universe then sends you a series of tests in the form of similar situations, some of them obvious and some disguised, just to make sure that you really REALLY got it.
Thanks so much.
I’d appreciate it more if I weren’t so F#&*-ing exhausted.
Just one more week.