Somedays are better then most...

...and some are just worse.

haha. haha. haha

Can we just talk about the fact that in the midst of all the lovely late night rehearsals that have been occurring in my life lately, and with the lack of sleep that it is causing...

well as painful as it is to admit it is the cause of days like today. Without fail.

Well for starters today is the first day in character shoes since the ankle injury {which is still struggling} so i was being extra careful with that lovely ankle.....and that left my other poor Little ankle prone to disaster..of course haha.

Well lo and behold just as i am about to exit the stage {during a show i might add} I tripped.....major.

And in my mind i saw myself biffing it right there, my first gut reaction was to grab the girl standing next to me to catch myself...turns out i really did grab her, sad thing is i just ended up taking her down with me. to the ground. with a large, from her i might add, grunt as we hit the ground.

Neither of us could laugh like we wanted because the show was still going on, and it was a death scene.

 and there is nothing funny about death scenes......

so we layed there suffering in silent laughter. tears streaming down my face,

 and crazy awesome looks of concern from the rest of the cast.

Clearly one for the books. :)

And just when you think that is all....it isn't.

I go to another rehearsal for another show and guess what i do.........

I decide to make a profession out of baton twirling.

Well that career ended fast...bet you can guess why after i tell you what happened.

me: "Hey, guys watch this. I am going to become a professional Baton Twirler."

Everyone Watching me as i throw the baseball bat (slightly smaller in size) into the air with an awesome twirl.

Next thing i know the baton is on the ground with a loud crashing noise and i have a serious pain on my head from where it hit me on the forehead and bounces off.

it even left a mark.

Yup...sad to say, that was the end of that. Even before i got started.

Later resulting in hitting my shin with the same old stupid thing......I handed it to a dear friend and asked him to keep the thing away from me until i could handle it. Apparently today i just couldn't.

 

So....Lets just say i wouldn't mind going to bed early just so that today will end.

And Dear Friday: Please be a better day! Your Friend, Miss Kenz