A star is born

We had a busy weekend last weekend.  I was so peopled out by Saturday night I literally fell asleep sitting up in my chair, and we still had Sunday to deal with.

Friday night hubs had another one of his sold out comedy shows.  He tries to make each show a little different and this time around there were some comedy skits, a new thing the guys were calling sketch-prov and some straight-up improv.  They'd had some rehearsals leading up to the show which I went to and the guys taught us some beginning improv exercises.  They were pretty fun and as a result, I was called up on stage during the actual show to do an improv sketch with two go the guys.  It was a crazy, convoluted thing that started out as a weather report about a hurricane and ended up in a  meteorology love triangle.  I'm still not sure how it happened, but that's how improv works.  Afterwards, I had a woman come up to me and say she hadn't laughed that hard in years, so I guess we accomplished our goal of making people laugh.  I don't think I'm going to go on stage again though.  As much fun as doing improv is, I guess I'd rather do it in a small group of friends than on stage in front of a room full of strangers.  We also did a little thing where hubs did part of his stand-up act, then I came on and gave a little back story to his jokes.  I suspect that most people think he makes most of his jokes up...that's not true, sadly enough, he really did get me a Shop Vac for my birthday the first year we were married, and yes, we did indeed meet at a demolition derby.  I also told the story of how we got our first set of steps when we moved into our trailer house years and years ago, but I didn't tell my friend Donna's favorite story about flushing the rope down the toilet.  That woman can listen to that story over and over again and never get sick of it.  Maybe some day I'll share it with those of you  (if there are any) who actually read this thing.

We also had hubs niece's wedding on Saturday, an all day church event on Sunday and I had to get hubs to the airport by 5 am Monday morning to head out to Hawaii.  Very dear friends of ours moved down to Hawaii that day, so we met them at the airport with their luggage and helped them get things organized during check-in.  Wow, did that bring back memories of when we moved down there.  I don't miss that episode of my life at all.  Moving across the country like that is no picnic, as you can probably imagine.  But, on the upside, we bought their mini-suv from them and I drove it home from the airport that day.  So, new car, baby!!  Much nicer driving than the 20 year old car we've been driving around in for the last year.  Angel #4 happily took that one over for herself.

I'm glad that after the business of last weekend, this one was nice and quiet.  I needed a little alone time to recuperate from the onslaught of so many people last weekend.

I got my plant shipment in that I ordered from the nursery catalog.  Those guys sure do know when to get us at our weakest, they send their catalogs out during a cold snap when we're all wishing so hard for spring that we'll spend hundreds of dollars on bedding plants in the hope that it'll hurry the warm weather along.   I planted the cherry trees, blackberry bushes and the climbing rose this weekend, I hope it doesn't get so cold they freeze out and they die. I've got my strawberry plants chilling in the basement waiting for their chance at growing.  I've got plans to put them in a raised bed and Angel #4's boyfriend was going to help me build them.  But...the little brat broke up with him last week, so it looks like I'm on my own.  I tried to talk her into doing the breakup after the beds were built, but she's so unreasonable sometimes.  ;-P