Oh, I have so been playing “Powder Room Politics” lately.
January 27, 2008
When you don’t know that you know
Kenny and I are spending our car time listening to Brian at www.dailyaudiobible.com
It’s a great way to listen to the Bible with music and emotion. It really makes things real. So, we’re finishing up Genesis and Brian is getting to Joseph (who looks Egyptian) revealing his true identity to his brothers (who are so -not- Egyptian). I was in Joseph in high school and have been in church since my sixth week (I was born on a Sunday, so I really was six weeks old). I know Genesis pretty well. But I did not know that Joseph and his brothers got smashed after their big reunion/hug and cryfest. I can’t find it in my Bible (New International Version) but Brian read it (“got drunk” was how he put it), so it must be in there somewhere.
Now I knew that Esther’s Xerxes was a lush (he’s the guy who, if making a decision while accidentally sober would get drunk just to make the decision again). But Joseph? Come on.
Can anyone confirm this for me?
January 8, 2008
My Rapunzel phase
Like most girls, I cut my hair and then wish for it to be long again. Currently it is (for me) pretty long. I was going to cut it and color it blonde, but we took a family vote and my almost five year old niece says I can’t cut it. So…Jennifer took pictures of me to put up so ya’ll can see it in its current state. I may yet cut it, but here it is at present.
These are the people in my neighborhood
This is Mike, my boss and Kenny’s partner.
This is Jeannie, Mike’s wife. She’s our supply girl and resident answer woman.
This is Roger, our delivery guy. He drives a little red car that works hard.
This is Jack. He knows everything there is to know about our machines.
This is Wayne. He’s kind of our all around helper guy.
And those are the people in my neighborhood.
A bright new year
So I got back from the trip with a cold. I wasn’t happy about it, but I get colds when the weather changes, so I figured I could go to bed and sleep it off. But by Sunday night I was feeling better and thought I could go to church. Imagine my embarassment when I rolled over from my nap and found out church had started fifteen minutes earlier. Not a good way to start a week!
Anyway, Ben and Jennifer came over to ring in the New Year with us. We were already happy because while we were in St. Louis, Ben came over and fixed the hole in our bathroom that had been there since the small fire of January ’07. Isn’t it nice to have friends? Ben brought his dog, Trigger, while he dry walled. I wonder how our cats took to that. They are inside cats and Trigger thinks she is human, so that would have been an interesting mix.
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Anyway, for New Year’s Eve, we started a series that Kenny likes. It’s called Backstairs at the White House and is about a family of maids who served from 1909 until…well the ’60’s I guess. So far, I’ve learned that President Taft liked ice cream and poor President Harding really had lousy friends. It was an interesting way to spend an evening and added a bit of history to our brand new year.
Jennifer even got a new friend. She is allergic to our cats, but is gracious enough not to insist that they be put up when she comes over. So Annabelle has decided that Jennifer is family and plopped into her lap.
We marked the occasion with popcorn…real on the stove popcorn! We also had pie, which Kenny took some pictures of…to document our evening.
Our year started off with a bang. Actually more like a pop. About one o’clock, all the power went out. Kenny took a ride around the neighborhood and discovered that our street was the only one without power. So we don’t know what that was about. Wayne, the guy who works out front with me in Tennessee, said that his power went out too. Maybe someone was targeting Litho-Craft employees.
And the best thing, for Kenny, was the snow. Kenny loooves snow. I wasn’t out in it, but I was happy he was happy.
So, a week rolled around with me sniffling and coughing and sleeping and sharing my cold with Kenny (aren’t I nice?) and then it was Ben’s birthday. We didn’t have candles or anything, but we did sing to him…and I sang in Portuguese (it’s one of two songs I still remember).
I hope he had a good birthday.
And I hope you have a good New Year.  I know I will. I’m so lucky to be surrounded by good friends and lots of love.
A trip to St Louis and then some
This is how it happened:
Last year, around Christmas time, Jennifer found a seventeen room house in North Pole, Alaska. So, for weeks, I was somehow convinced that we were all going to live together in one house on Kris Kringle Drive.
Fast forward to this Christmas season….er…Thanksgiving season. See, Kenny and I had gone to see Wicked a couple years ago and I had been wanting to see it again. I looked it up (http://www.wickedthemusical.com) and found out that it was coming to St. Louis -again-. Whoo Hoo!, right? er….not so much.
Turns out, Kenny didn’t want to go. He’s seen it. He doesn’t agree with me that it is the best musical ever. And he’d rather not see it again. So, I did what I always do when I can’t figure out how to get something I want. I brought it up. Over and over and over again.
This is where Jennifer comes in to the story. “I want to see Wicked“, she said.
I was happy. I was beyond happy. I was getting to see my favorite musical ever. But…er…What if this was like the Alaska thing? I had to check.
“Is this like the Alaska thing?” I asked. Turned out it wasn’t like the Alaska thing. If Kenny could get us tickets, we were going!
Well, a week later, we had Jennifer’s birthday party, which my parents attended. We mentioned this trip to them and invited my mom to go too. (Daddy wanted to go, but he is a Minister of Music, so he didn’t feel that getting back late on a Saturday night would allow him to be prepared for a Sunday morning service. We’ll take him next time.)
So, two days after Christmas, Jennifer, my mom and I were off to St. Louis. Jennifer and I started out our trip playing the soundtrack to -her- favorite musical Joseph and the Amazing Technicolored Dreamcoat. We bonded over “One More Angel in Heaven” and giggled our way through
You know you had a dozen sons
Well now that’s not quite true
Mama and I also found out that Jennifer’s car is named Glorianna. (That’s “ah-nah”.) Glorianna and Jennifer make a good team. We had a smooth trip to Missiouri. A very smooth trip. Jennifer has a future as a professional driver if she ever needs it to fall back on.
When we got to the hotel, we had a very helpful check in man. He took our picture and gave us some good directions. I never did get his name, but we are grateful to him.
Mama took care of food. We ate at Cracker Barrel (www.crackerbarrel.com) . We thought we were going to have to race a bus load of people, but it turned out to be all right. I so would decorate my home in Cracker Barrel if Kenny would let me.
After dinner, it still wasn’t bedtime yet (we made realllly good time to Missouri!) so we visited the Galleria where Kenny and Jennifer and Ben and I had seen the Superman movie on our previous trip. Our choices were The Great Debaters or 27 Dresses. We decided to go for funny over sad, so we went with 27 Dresses. I was hoping that we made the right choice, because the last Katherine Heigl movie I’d seen was Knocked Up and, despite its fanbase, I didn’t really like it. Also, I’d only seen James Marsden in old timey movies. I wasn’t sure that I would like him in something contemporary.
We did like this one. It had some cute wedding scenes and some funny little twists. So we were happy. We were also surpised to come back to Kentucky and find out that it doesn’t open nation wide until January 13. We saw it in December!
And then, it was Friday. We had hours before the musical, so I asked if anyone would be interested in the Science Center. The Science Center is my favorite place in St. Louis. It’s where we saw the Titanic exibit. It’s where I stood on a simulated earthquake to Carole King’s “I Feel the Earth Move”. It’s where we tried to build our own Arch. It has the Gravity Well that lets you drop pennies into a spiral pattern before falling into the bucket.
But wait a minute. This was St. Louis. Home of the Arch. What if Mama wanted to see the real thing? Better put the Science Center on hold.Â
Mama decided she didn’t want to see the Arch. She’s not as fearful of heights as I am, but she so does not like high places. So, off to the Science Center where they were showing BodyWorlds.
After getting our tickets for BodyWorlds, I asked Jennifer to hold a huge cockroach for me so I could take a picture. She was game, so we all went over to the cockroach case and Susan, the bug lady, handed Jennifer a cockroach. Jennifer wasn’t freaked out at all. Nor was Mama who held a roach of her own. The roaches were from the rain forests of South America and Susan tried to make them fly for us, but none were inclined to do so.
We wandered around the Center for a bit. We tried the optical illusion portion and I still can’t see the old lady on the crone/maiden one.
We also tried a trick with a table and mirrors that made us look decapitated. My picture didn’t turn out well, so here is Jennifer’s:Â
Before long, it was time for BodyWorlds. (www.bodyworlds.com) The exibit we saw was of people who had donated their bodies to science.  Each body was “plasticised” and either disected into parts or posed so that muscles, tendons, nerves and organs were exposed. So, for example, if the posed body was supposed to be throwing something, the shoulder muscles and arm muscles and such would be exposed so that we, the viewers, could see the tension and play of the cords and tendons.
We saw tiny bones of the ear…and boy were they tiny! We saw people without skin. We saw paintings of early anatomy colleges. Did you know that the general public once viewed disection as entertainment? Or at least as a spectator sport?
My favorite though, was the case enclosing the nerves. It looked like a work of art. Each nerve had been carefully separated from the surrounding body parts and…well, it’s hard to describe. It’s just amazing the way we were created.
After BodyWorlds, we were tired and thirsty so we headed to Union Station. (www.stlouisunionstation.com) Back in the days of trains, Union Station was an important depot, as St Louis was considered a “Gateway” city to Western expansion. Now Union Station is part hotel, part mall. Jennifer wanted Mama to see the hotel lobby, so we headed there after the fudge shop. We didn’t want to buy any fudge, we just liked to listen to the banter the fudge makers had going with the appreciative customers. He would say “When I say `all right’, you say `oh yeah'” and we would follow along. He was making peanut butter fudge, not my favorite, but he sure was entertaining to watch.
When we got to the lobby of the hotel, we found out a wedding was about to take place, so we didn’t get to sit in the lobby. We just took Mama to the doorway. It’s a neat constuction. If you stand a person on one side, then run to the other side, you can whisper into the wall and your friend can hear you. I don’t know how it works, but it’s cool to show people.
For dinner, we ate at the Hard Rock Cafe. For some reason, they were showing old (read: from the ’80’s) videos that night, so I was happy. I like music I know. I tried to take a picture of our dessert, but it was ice cream and didn’t show up well. So here is a picture our waiter, Kevin, took of us.
And oh boy, it was show time. Well, sort of. We got there an hour early, so we admired the beautiful “Ladies’ Lounge” (If I ever get rich, my bathroom is sooo having a couch.) and Jennifer and I both bought “Defy Gravity” shirts.Â
The show itself was great. Great, great, great. I started crying at “Defying Gravity” and by curtain call, I had tissue remnants all over my sweater. I had forgotten how much I actually liked Galinda/Glinda. I’m still an “Elphie” fan, but Glinda’s humor was great. I think Mama and Jennifer thought so too. I was also glad they had a good Fiyero. I love “As Long as You’re Mine” and if the actors’ voices hadn’t matched, it would have diminished something in the experience. My favorite song comes at the end. It is called “For Good.” We’re going to try and upload the original actors: Kristen Chenoweth and Idina Menzel singing it, but I’ve never done a song on here so bear with me.
On the way back to our hotel, we saw an unexpected guest. A solitary racoon was running around the side of the Fabulous Fox. He seemed to know where he was going, but it was an amusing sight. Maybe he is a Wicked fan too.
I caught a cold on the trip, so apparently, I slept pretty much the whole way home. I woke up to Mama and Jennifer jamming on old country gospel (they did a duet on “I’ll Fly Away”) and I sang along to the Ray Stevens’ song about the squirrel, but I apparently was out of it most of the way back. I did wake up for some french fries though.
It was a great trip. I’m glad I got the chance to go.
I hear they are making a movie. I can’t wait. In the mean time, I am so going again the next time they are in town.
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