We’re open. Hamlet is one of the best productions I’ve ever worked on. Simply stunning. The audience cheered and whooped at intermission. They went wild at the end of the play. It’s that good.
The cast is enormously talented. They are also very, very nice. It’s been a joy. As always, I’m ready to go home, but sad to leave. Ah, well. Such is the push-pull of the theater life.
So this is a short one. Have to pack. Have to load the car. Have to get Scout ready for the journey home.
Happy Saturday.
Claudia, Hope your trip is safe. I wish I could see Scout when she gets home. :):) You will probably have a ton of things to do once your back home. Try not to over do. I’ll be thinking of you . xoxo,Susie
I’ve unpacked about half my stuff. Just ate a sandwich and sat down with Miss Scout in the tunnel.
So pleased to hear your “review”. Of course the play is going to be good, you worked on it! You and Scout have a good day and travel safely.
We’re home safely, Tana.
Safe travels! So glad the opening went so well.
hugs,
Linda
It was spectacular, Linda.
Safe travels home for you and Miss Scout.
We’re home, Debbie.
Travel safe….precious cargo!
Balisha
Precious indeed, Balisha.
Well done!
Now safe trip home.
We’re home, Barbara, safe and sound.
Claudia, I sent your “review” to my father, who is going to see the play on the 29th. He is really looking forward to it!
Also, I second Susie’s comment (above). Don’t try to do too much. Just bask for a day or two. But do take a few pictures of Scout on her home turf, please; your readers love her so.
Everything looks cluttered and dirty, which I knew it would! Work ahead of me. And lots and lots of leaves to rake!
Congratulations on such a successful opening. Have a safe trip home. Claudia. xo Laura
We’re home, Laura.
Happy last night went well!! ‘Course we all sort of knew it would! Hope you and Scout have a safe journey HOME! ;)
We’re home and exhausted!
Good…time for a quick nap!;)
Safe trip home. And when you get there, [1] take several deep breaths and [B] enjoy all that country quiet! Have a good weekend too…
No machinery, no cranes….just traffic.
I’m so glad the night went well..another adventure comes to an end..be safe on your trip..talk to you when you are home..
I’m home now. More tomorrow, Nancy.
Glad it was a success ..Safe trip home…Will you be home for awhile now???
Yes. Although, I’d love more work!
I can see from your comments that you had safe travels and are, at last, home again (home again, jiggety jig). Was Scout smiling when you arrived or was she a bit confused by it all? If she is in her tunnel, it seems things must be good. Lots of sniffing and snooping will need to be done in her little area outside. Much fluffing and floofing for you to do, too, I am sure… and the leaves will still be there tomorrow (unless you have a friendly wind to take them away). And so glad you have those wonderful memories from your weeks of hard work now behind you. Will you be home now through the holidays?
Should be. But I’m willing to take more work if it comes along!
so glad you ladies are home safely
is it ok if I share a nice story here?
my husband just spent three weeks in the hospital and is home but not in any shape to mow the lawn
what a sweet sweet sound it was to hear a lawn mower and realize our next door neighbor is out there cutting our grass
what a sweet think that it
renews my faith in people
you girls take it easy and enjoy your night together.. is your hubby coming home soon?
thing that is…. I should proof read more often :)
That’s such a lovely story Sue. Our neighbors cleaned out our gutters while we were gone. I was afraid, with all the rain, that the ones by the kitchen would clog up and leak into the kitchen. They did such a good job of it! Kind neighbors restore my faith as well.
Don will be home in two more weeks.
A job well done. Welcome home. Hugs
Thank you, Debby.
So glad you and Scout are safely home. You’ll have that two weeks to get things done before Don gets home. Will he be home on any days off? Enjoy being at home.
Judy
I don’t think he will, Judy. And I have our only car! (He’s sick with a cold, poor guy.)