Thar Be Traysure Here!

Just when you think you've gone through all the old artwork and photos and financial records from your twenty-year relationship, there's always another little file box. You know, the plastic ones you thought had melted in the fire, or at least had failed to protect whatever was inside...

Stuff like these band photos (by Randy Hensel) from the college Mozart Air Raid days:

Or, even further back in time:

Along with four metric assloads of old scripts, short stories, novels, and original Zingo comic strips.

Stuff like that can be a real emotional roller coaster. Fortunately a lot of it was pre-Sam, so it didn't contain a lot of that particular brand of melancholy. And I was able to get rid of a whole garbage bag of stuff. So there's that.

Summer is here, which means I've been having to train the kids to respect the office as sacrosanct. No walking up behind me and just launching into a question or conversation; knock and ask first. It also means doing a daily list of chores for both kids. If they're not in school, by golly, they're pulling their weight in this household.

Got a couple shoots coming up and a lot on our collective househunting and wedding prep plate, but we're doing well, in total. I've also had a great time making new contacts in the local film scene and working with Dan & Trish on both the Duo and OA series projects.

Tune in next time when I discover yet another long lost file box full of memories... and throw half of them in the recycle bin.

Weekend Update

Just some bullet points for the new week and new month...

• Kayleigh went to Silverwood in Idaho for her school band trip. They took all kinds of awards and she had a blasty-blast, except for this one time when her friend dared her to go in the pool in her clothes and she did and she forgot she had her cell phone and her wallet in the pockets and her cell phone and her wallet got ruined and she was very upset. But other than that, it was great.
• Friday was pizza-movie night. Another screening of my new favorite buddy/roadtrip/heist/romantic comedy, Fanboys. Another argument with Tyler at bedtime.
• Saturday we crossed some stuff off our to-do list, and, as Tyler was at his uncle's overnight, TFMD and I went to have a nice dinner out, followed by Crumac at Conor Byrne, followed by Uno and Shut-the-Box at The Mop & Bucket. It was a late night, and we were none too happy to see the sun rise on a day that meant a drive to Bellingham for my family's May Birthdays celebration.
• Had a short stay in Bellingham, got to see my grandparents' new digs at Merrill Gardens (pretty sweet), and headed home, exhausted and numb - literally. After four hours driving, my left arm (the one with the pinched nerve) was all pins and needles.
• Monday brought a bunch of errands and medical appointments. And my LMP was able to isolate the culprit muscles responsible for the nerve issue. Another few sessions and I should be right as rain. Not that we would know, what with our sunny 80+ degree days.
• Sun + lack of time {+/- energy} = [lawn > Mekong Delta]
• Having dinner with two of our favorite peeps tonight. And the kids get to fawn over one of their fave local celebs.

And so I leave you with this...

Friday Time

Well my friend Dave Beach is through his surgery and in recovery. That's one hurdle cleared.

It's been a crazy busy couple days. Auditioning actors, designing graphics for the short film, driving a friend to bail out his impounded car. TFMD orchestrated the schedule and got the kids all signed up for Tai Kwon Do at our local studio. The list goes on.

And of course, there's been a rash of Facebook meme-tagging going on, specifically designed to make designers get less done. The thing I worry about with the whole random CD cover meme is the photo copyright. The text for the challenge should say that the photo owner reserves all rights and the CD cover should be removed if asked by the copyright holder. I should add that.

Coming up on another weekend. Going to see Always... Patsy Cline at ACT on Saturday. Our friend Don (husband of Marcia) plays guitar in the show. Sunday we are hosting an Oscar party. TFMD is wearing a black dress, while I am going all rockstar, with an open white embroidered shirt and charcoal gray jacket.

We also have some potentially exciting news on the Buzzkill Bride front, but we need to get some ducks in a row first and not jinx the heck out of it.

Very much looking forward to a leisurely happy hour this afternoon. Yay.

Oh, PSBTW, it's been getting back to me that some of our readers missed where I spelled out what TFMD means (including my own aunt). Here is the post in question. It's a little asterisked footnote. Don't blink, or you might miss it.