Because there's no news...

..I have to share something.

Drama Queen

This week the drama company director sent me an e-mail saying she was checking my references, and meanwhile I should come see the kids in their spring performance. That was scheduled for this morning. They were so cute and amazingly good for only a few months' practice. At the end I stayed around to watch the kids get their awards and trophies, and finally the director came up to ask me what I thought. After a quick chat, and a verification of my schedule, she said "Well, I talked to two of your references, and they both said 'You really want to have Fish work for you!' and so welcome aboard!"

Apparently I will have at least six classes a week, and during summer I'll get to train at another director's camp if it is possible to arrange it. Then in the fall, I get my own classes! YAY!

I can't wait to get started!

In my best "Chandler" voice...

"...Could I BE any stupider?"

Here's what I'm already in to...

PTA treasurer (incoming)
Church job
Precinct chair (elect)
Truffle maker
Floral Delivererer
Coupon shopper/instructorer



Here's what is in the works...

Possible Drama instructor job
Possible position on PTA local council
Possible 08-09 PTA president
Possible Draft House employee (I got the strong encouragement to go apply)



Just looking at it makes me tired. The latest is being asked to be on the PTA council today. Basically, we had Leader Orientation Training to educate people in the general knowledge one needs to be an officer. They had a game-show format to teach with. So we played "Jeopardy" for a while (I did okay) then switched to "Who Wants to be a Millionaire?" Nobody wanted in the hot seat, so they asked me to.

Fifteen questions later I had not missed one, nor used a "lifeline." That prompted them to say "Hey! You want to be on council, don't you?" Not an honor to be taken lightly in this local organization, I must say, so I had to say yes. I hope I won't regret it.

I got to feel smart today; that's a bonus! At least until I added up all I'm doing...

Target Practice

I wish I had seen this done. Bang!

In Which We Evaluate My Interview

I feel really good about it. It was an hour and a half before we looked at our watches and checked the time. I consider that a good sign. The program seems easy to step in to and has a curriculum all planned out for an instructor; an outline of what exercises the kids will be doing each week. I got to peek at a few.

I like her attitude that the kids need to have a lot of fun doing the class, so it isn't performance/product oriented. Instead, it's focusing on the process of improving speaking skills etc. I sound like a commercial for them already, but she sold me on it.

They train teachers before they throw them in front of a class, but I get a mini-audition Friday. I'll go to a class and lead a 5 minute group exercise in each class, 5-8 year-olds and 9-12 year-olds. Then I'll get to pump that class' teacher to see how she does it all. And I did learn that if I get the j-o-b, then I will definitely get the Saturday classes. Hot doggie!

I feel so good about it. It wasn't even like an interview; it was more like we struck up a conversation and found we had something in common. I LOVE it when interviews go like that! Not that they ever have before...

Anyway, Friday I shall report back when I have more. But I will say I haven't felt so suited for something and so comfortable with interviewing ever.

Now I can breathe a little!

Break a Leg - Updated Yet Again

That work thing is contagious. First everyone at school decided they needed wanted to eat pay bills work part time, then Pley had to go get all employed-like. Now the financial planing duo that's helping us get control of our money says I really really ought to do the same. But dangit, I don't want to go around a thousand places dropping resumes and applications, only to hear nothing from anyone.

So Pley and her craigslisting self got me thinking about checking out the site.

There's a listing for waitstaff at the local Alamo. Hey, I can do that! And it's great hours! AND I know someone who already works there! So I'm checking into that one.

There's also an opening for a drama program for a teacher. I meet every one of the requirements, and that schedule doesn't conflict with the Alamo thing; so I can, technically, keep my current job and get two more and still have time for it all.

So wish me luck wish me to break a leg.


The drama program director called me today while I was out. I left a message so now I'm waiting for phone tag to end. That was fast!


After a 20 minute phone call, we scheduled a meet for Tuesday, a kind of get-to-know-you. I can not wait!

Frying Pan Therapy

OK, here's how it shook out.

Boatman and I exchanged e-mails for a couple of days and his general theme was "It was selfish of me to contact you but I couldn't stand not knowing anything, and I'm sorry I was such an ass. Nothing excuses it."

So I answered some questions and filled him in a little on what she's like and sent a couple of pictures. And I called the Bigun and took her to lunch. I gave her the phone number and e-mail and brought her up to date, then let her read the e-mail exchange. I think she got stuck on the fact that she has two little brothers.

He e-mailed me this morning; she called him and they talked for a few hours. She invited him to her graduation (I'm okay with that and told her so before she called) and he offered to fly her to Hawaii to meet him before she goes to Army training this summer. At this point I've done what I think was right and put it in their hands. It's up to them now.

The flood of memories has almost choked me at times, but I keep telling myself that's not the important thing. What's important is that he's reaching out to her, and she's willing to hear from him. If it helps her, I'm okay with that. And if he messes up, I'll kill him. I'll give him a case of Frying Pan Therapy he'll never forget.

I don't think he will this time, not from what I'm reading. I just hope for the best, and that I'm doing the right thing.