He's a What? He's a what?

Well I just finished an awesome chapter of senior year...the Musical! My last school musical...SO Depressing! I thought I should take the time to write down some good memories etc so that I can remember them! So here goes...

-Red light challenges

-Intermission Tradition: Taking pics with Alec

-Singing Trouble along with Sam from back stage

-Watching my cousin Anne beat up Sam and Colin

-"I like to shower with candles and Nora Jones"

-Dancing to "Good Girls Go Bad" in the dressing room

-"Isn't shipoopi your theme song?"

-The picks making their bird hats at my house

-My fabulous footbridge dress

-The feeling when I bowed on opening night was AMAZING! It felt so good to have an audience clapping for us.

-My hand shake with Annie

-The Paroo family cheer...1,2,3, PAROO Hit-hit-hit

-3 scowls and 3 lip bites

-Cast circle/Susan quotes and Cast (Unofficial) Prayer

-Prayers with Maddie

-Leaf fights

-Having people around to comfort me when I had breakdowns!

-Being able to grow so much as an actress and singer...Becoming Marian

-Practicing Till There Was You with Sam every night at intermission

-When Sam would mouth my words without realizing it

-All the awkward comments about kissing...Hahaha!

-Marian the Librarian in general was such a fun scene especially when we got the dancing down

-Sleeping in the wings

-Going to get a 64oz with Bryson and listening to Muppet T

reasure Island after practice

-Bryson #1 future husband and Alec #2

-Talking in Italian accents with Maddie

-Ewart the Duck

-Emiline in her grandma costume

-"I think Sarah and Sam are finally getting this kissing thing down." (Sam's Mom)

-My frogs from Lori and Collin

-Cinnamon buns!

-The airborne in a mug+my slippers+curlers=SO HOT!

-Flowers!

-Hugs from Nathan

-My BYU water bottle

-The constant cheerleading from the whole cast

-Almost killing Makade

-When Sam and I decided we have a brother/sister type relationship

-"Sarah make out with the air...I want to see that tongue!"

-When Sam came back from being sick! Hallelujah!

-Having my mom around to cheer me up

-Big Sexy Hair

-Dressing room ranting sessions

-Signing autographs for little kids...I felt like a princess at Disneyland

-Closing night when I cried because I had to take my "pretty dress off"

-Getting to be a Sass!

-Making Tyler feel awkward

-Red lip stick

-Waking up with aching feet every morning

-Doug's prayer for me to not scowl and for Makade to get better!

SO MANY MORE GOOD TIMES!

The SWINE!

Airborne 3 Times a Day

Vitamin C....More then the recommended dose

Bed Early

Fruits and Veggies

Cough drops...Just in case

64 oz of water...And occasionally SODA

No singing in Choir/Ensemble

I am not letting the swine get me without a fight!

Our Song

Ok I know this post is going to be cheesy but, deal with it! Hehehe! So this week was Homecoming and I had a blast! One thing that was so awesome was that Russ and I now have a song. I was recently talking to Amy about how he rarely even listens to music and so we didn't have a song. I told him this and we decided we would eventually find one. As we were driving home from dinner, Truman turned on For the Longest Time by Billy Joel. We all belted it out (except for Bailey who unfortunately had a cold) and as I listened to the words I thought it was perfect! Russ squeezed my hand and I looked at him and said "How about this one?" and he said ok! So there you go Amy, now we have a song!

A Few Nice Things

So as I have said before (at least I think) I am in my school's production of the Music Man. We haven't been rehearsing over U.E.A. so to keep it fresh in my mind I have been reading Meredith Wilson's story of how he wrote The Music Man entitled (ironically enough) "But He Doesn't Know the Territory." I have loved reading it and I came across this passage that really helped with the ever important character development. Since I am going to be living and breathing Marian for the next few weeks, I thought I'd post it:

"Her first act song—the first version of “My White Knight”—was at that time in the form of a short introspective ballad, expressing her longing for the guy of her dreams. When we know exactly what kind of guy that is, we ought to know what we don’t know yet about this girl. Her lyric in this song, so far, didn’t tell us enough. It isn’t a Lancelot she wants, nor a John L. Sullivan. She’s not a snob either—she doesn’t want any egghead necessarily, nor is she afraid of getting a little manure on her front porch from the local Iowa farm boys. Okay, we know all that. What else? Maybe she just wants a guy who is not too Iowa-Stubborn to love her and admit it once in a while. A guy who is not ashamed of a few nice things she likes around the house. Like the Marble Faun and Emerson’s Essays. “A guy,” I says, “who—for example—is not ashamed of a few nice things. Just someone who loves her, who is not ashamed of a few nice things!” And there it finally sat—just like that. Fell into the lyric like a clam in the chowder. And the three of us let out a holler and rushed out the door to dinner. Once of these days I’d unravel Miss Marian for keeps. Now I knew."