You’ve probably heard the idea that things come in threes. This afternoon, the third shoe dropped in the form of a phone call from my friend Stacey who asked me if I wanted to participate in a show at the Elsinore Theatre here in Salem. Truth be told, I have been looking forward to having nearly a month off of tap before our fall classes begin but a show at the Elsinore is hard to turn down. I love dancing on that stage. So, on October 11, you’ll be able to find me in the wings of the Elsinore Theatre silently practicing my steps before going on stage. I think it will be a lot of fun and I’m looking forward to it! As I know more details about what the show is and any tickets involved, I’ll be sure to pass that along.
Meanwhile, the interview for Western Friend went well. (The second shoe.) I’m looking forward to seeing the finished article. The Quaker Youth Book Project has been a lot of fun to be a part of and I am grateful to Kathy, the editor, for helping me get the word out. I also got to meet Jane, who will be moderating the panel I’m on at the Willamette Quarterly meeting. (First shoe.) That is in early October.
This week I probably won’t be posting much if at all. My schedule is jam packed from when I wake up until I get to go to bed. Three trips up to Portland in the span of four days while working a full time job and house sitting if that tells you anything. 🙂
Dear Sarah
It’s a lovely dress and thanks for posting the photo.
I have just a small gripe but I think I need to clear it up. I know that we are two countries divided by a common language and that this extends to names. I just thought I’d let you know that Gil is short for Gillian [which I haven’t used since I was 15] not Gilbert 🙂
In friendship
Gil
My apologies Gil. My grandfather’s name was Gilbert and most people just called him Gil. Except me, I called him Grandpa. I’ll fix it on the post. Have a great day!
Sarah
I checked and I used Gil the first time, not Gilbert. Thought I’d let you know…
Hi Sarah. It was the ‘his’ I was commenting on [in a rather roundabout way I know!] not any mistake with the name.
All the best
Gil
Dang! No, double dang! What a knockout of a gown. (It could have something to do with the wearer I suppose ..) I want a print of it the next time you visit the blood-sucker club.