Stair Master

Day 90.

Today I worked two shows at the two theatres and I think I did 30-40 flights of stairs.

Everything in Moderation

Day 89.
That is a post sushi-gorging smile. I still can't find a sushi place here to rival my favorite in Denver.

Finder's Keeper's

Day 88.
Long story short, I found this, and that is exciting.

Night night

Day 87.

This is the part where I pass out in the theater before the patrons even arrive.

A blur

Day 86.

Maybe it's all the planning I'm doing for the show I'm stage managing this summer, or maybe it's that LOST is over for the season and I no longer know what to do with my Wednesday evenings, or maybe it's just the red wine, but everything seems to be a blur today including my fancy purple sequin shoes.

This is your brain

Day 85.
This is your brain on google documents.

Any questions?

Good to be here

Day 84.

It's nice to be home.

The Great Migration: Stage 4: Westward Bound

Day 83.

Sister A was heading west for her summer job, the space restrictions meant my luggage was under my feet at least for a while. After some Hallmark moments at the airport we were both on our way.

I got to see my friend, Llama Lady, ever so briefly during my layover in Denver (damn you afternoon thunderstorms!). It was fantastic to see an old friend after so long but the visit was much too short. Ruv you!

Mawwiage is What Bwings Us Twogevah Twoday

Day 82.

To Austin for my BF from High School's wedding! The wedding and she were very cute. The ceremony took place in a fancy house full of good energy and better food. It was so great to be there, get to see her, and be present for this step in her life.
And we can still rock each other's shoes. (Mine were the blue ones!) It was hard to leave after such a short time, but Sister A's Great Migration was pressing on!

The Great Migration: Stage 3: Back to SA

Day 81.

Sister A purchased a new car (it was time), and then we were back to San Antonio. (A clue for those of you shopping for a Toyota Matrix: the Pontiac Vibe is the exact same car w/ a different exterior... and it's cheaper.)

We thought we were outta there, but when leaving a major city on Friday evening of Memorial Day weekend, you will be punished. It was a painfully long drive west.

Celebratory

Day 80.

Since we missed Mother's Day and Sister B's birthday was really soon, we did a combo celebratory evening while we were all home. Sister B got a couple of big sittin' on garden mushrooms to spruce up her yard and the Mamacita got the fancy yard furniture you can see in the background. Me, I just got bug bites!

Escape to the Farm

Day 79.

Finally a day off of migration work, and an escape to the farm. Mom decided I needed the picture below. It's classy, I know.

TC Break

Day 78.
AKA The Great Migration Stage 2.2: The Shoe Search.

This was a mid-day shoe search break at the best fast food place in the WORLD, Taco Cabana. They are few and far between outside of Texas but I will love them forever.

The Great Migration: Stage 2: Back to Houston

Day 77.
It was back to Houston to store all the treasure that Sister A could not part with, but can not justify taking with her for the summer in Utah.

Bird of the day: a crested caracara. Jealous?

The Great Migration: Stage 1: Packing

Day 76.
Sister A had done zero packing prior to these festivities. Lucky me, I got to help her shed some poundage as the inclination to hang on to things is strong in this family. There were some tears, but not too many. One by one, the ridiculous things had to go.

Anything but Well Tequila

Day 75.
Sister A graduated from Trinity University. Graduations are still the WORST of all life-achievement ceremonies. Graduation was followed by margaritas, quesadillas, champagne, pasta, hurricanes, and the worst tequila I have ever had. This picture would be of me trying not to pee on the Alamo, but my camera was safely out of my reach at that point.

In Ole' San Antone

Day 74.
I made it to San Antonio in time to go to DSW, eat a delicious dinner on the riverwalk and get attacked by some pigeons. Sister A and I put on quite a show for the other diners to avoid further avian disturbances.

Tejas bound

Day 73.

I'm off on a tour de Tejas. It's going to be huge, and I don't know if or when I'll be able to update again, but I'll be taking pictures!

PJ's Required

Day 72.
Pajamas are necessary after the last few hard days.

Serious face

Day 71.
This is how I look when I get up in the morning, or at least how I feel about getting up this week. Ack.

Technology-dependent

Day 70.
Yep that's me. Tired, blurry, and still on my computer. I don't know how I lived before I had a laptop, but it was terrible, let me tell you.

It is way past my bed time, good night!

Bang bang

Day 69.
I trimmed my bangs and now they are trying to seek their revenge AND I am plagued by looking for shoes to wear to a friend's upcoming wedding.

oops

Day 68.
Definitely did not take a picture today... umm two tomorrow I think.

Verde Vida

Day 67.
I love green. I can't get enough of it.

The Letter M

Day 66.
Today has been brought to you by the letter "M." Mail-merging mayhem, mate malaise, & micro-managing mixed with near mutiny meant a major "mood" for the meantime.

more painting

Day 65.
There is a 5 story rotunda in the building where we've been painting. It's pretty awesome.

le tired

Day 64.
This boring photo of trashed nails has been brought to you by hours and hours of painting.

like moss

Day 63.
I actually spend a majority of the day helping a certain someone paint a set, but didn't want to touch my camera with my painty hands. I purchased this little block from a booth at the Saturday Market. It turns out the seller is the owner of one of my favorite shops on etsy.com.
I really love all the moss here, and since I haven't figured out a non-moldy way to grow moss indoors this is a great alternative!

Polka wha?

Day 62.
I love my polka dot sheets. I also love being lazy on the bed which is about to happen some more.

The Waiting Game

Day 61.
Lot's of hurry up and wait and wait and wait. I never really realized how bright the yellow on these walls was until I looked at this picture on my computer. Go figure.

Close up

Day 60.
I have a freckle in the corner of my eye that looks like sleep and my mom tries to dig it out every once in a while.