Socializing and stuff

Theatre parties. I never go, because they're always on Sunday nights. But this week, I worked overtime on Friday, so I was able to take off most of Monday. So Sunday night, I squeezed myself into a pretty black strapless top, my new grass-green capris, and went out to have some fun and a gross amount of vodka lemonade. While I'm generally bored when actors start yapping about theatre, this party included crew and stage hands. At this theatre, they are some of the nicest, most down-to-earth people I've ever met. I met some of the Wardrobe girls who invited me to their weekly scrapbooking/movie nights. I chatted about knitting with a Prop Runner, whose husband just got a new Star Wars tattoo. And one of the actors informed Tim that he had a "very hot wife."

It always amazes me how happiness can increase beauty tenfold. I miss having a social life.

The party spilled over into Monday night, when about fifteen people showed up at the baseball stadium for a Biscuits home game. I had forgotten how much fun it is to watch baseball, eat hot dogs and drink beer with a rowdy bunch of friends.

Tonight I start tennis lessons. I'm scared. I haven't played in nearly ten years, and my tendonitis is raging right now. But I'm excited.

And this Saturday I'm volunteering for an arts festival at the fine arts museum. I love how busy and involved I am. I'm even looking forward to the governor's conference on domestic violence that I'm attending this week, a chance to hang out outside of work (sort of) with a few co-workers.