Last night, Craig and I went out to dinner and a movie. It was refreshing and fun after my first week in a new department at work (Which has been a lot of fun, and a lot of learning. It keeps me busy!). We also spent some time wandering around Target after 10:30, which was quite interesting. Craig didn’t have any sugar, but he was unusually peppy and squirrely for that time of night. He wanted to buy all the Gatorade in the entire store. I saw him only drink water with dinner, so I’m sure he ate a package of cookies earlier in the day or something like that.
While we were waiting for our food, we started quizzing each other on things we thought the other didn’t know. For example, I asked Craig if he knew what flavor of ChapStick I ate as a kid (Yes, that’s a true story…I regret to say I ate the whole thing…) In case you’re wondering, it was Dr. Pepper. He got it right.
Somehow, a most embarrassing moment for me came up during our conversation. Back in high school, I was in 2 musicals. Craig and I met during the second one. It’s funny, because I almost didn’t audition for the first one because I was so nervous.
Craig getting in the spirit at Target.
Who knows…If I wouldn’t have tried out for the first one, I don’t know if I would have gathered the guts to try out for the second one. Anyway, I did decide at the last minute I was going to try out. Because auditions had already taken place, a few students who were either sick during that time or gone, had a chance to try out. I was one of those people.
It was kind of scary/intimidating. We were given numbers like we were running a race. I tried to take a deep breath and forget about how nervous I was. Apparently, I was able to relax a little too much. When asked if I had any special talents, I was eager to show what I could do. And of course, what better to show during an audition than the splits. I slowly lowered myself into the splits, which impressed the judges. That wasn’t the problem. The problem was getting up. Read the rest of this entry »