Well, I watched DW last night.  At one in the morning, so I was slightly dead by the end, but hey...

Things I hated

1. Two David Tenannts. Barf.
2. And one was naked.  I'm not even going to think about it. 
3. The whole Rose happy ending thing.  Unutterable cheese.
4. Donna going back to being dizzy
5. Davros's plan was, frankly, a bottle of shite. 
5a. Who builds a "Destroy absolutely everything" code into their design for the master race? Bollocks
6. It shouldn't be easy to destroy Daleks.  
7. It's still David Tennant. 

Things I loved

1. The beamed message to earth just being  "Exterminate".  
2. The German speaking Daleks, largely because by the time I had mentally pictured Spanish and Italian Daleks I was giggling a lot
3.  Donna!!!!  who rocked.  And whose end IMHO was the most moving performance of the show.  Her ring was a bit sparkly at the end.  I wonder if it's her equivalent of a pocket watch...
4. Davros looking just for a moment as if he was going to chat up Sarah Jane.
5. Davros, actually.  He was cool. 
6. The utterly joyful daftness of the multiple stand off with the Supreme Dalek
7. K9 saved the world! 
8. Towing the world back home.  RIdiculous.  Love it. 

Fitting end to RTD's tenure I think.

Now he can get on with writing another series of Mine All Mine......*goes down on bended knee*

Well, here I am languishing in the post-concert limbo that makes you unable to go to bed because you are so tired you can't face getting off the sofa, and yet so wired you can't contemplate just giving up and going to sleep where you are.  I'm feeling a little Meh I must be honest - gigs have all gone well (in fact some of them have been the best work  I have done in years), I've got a nice quiet week in which to put my house back together and re-establish a more organised routine for the kids, and I have some cash.  What's not to like.  But I still feel Meh.

I do get bored of post-show blues.  It doesn't make any sense, it's tedious and pointless.  However, I suppose all that energy has to dissipate somewhere, so I shall try not to be too snarky with everyone until normality has reasserted itself.  

Meh.  I'm going to curl up in a ball and read my lovely's book until I go to sleep.  Then doubtless my poor husband will once again have the indignity of waking up to find his wife cuddling a large book with a very pretty picture on the front cover and an expression of utter fatuity on her face.  Into each life a little rain must fall.

Today I am yay pleased with my recent singy enterprises.  Albert Herring went outrageously well (particularly considering that we had NO rehearsal time worthy of the name with a complete cast, argh argh) and I had a great time. And Sunday's Artaxerxes rehearsal was great, even allowing me to make a vaguely favourable impression on one of my favourite singers from my undergrad days who, bless me, is in the cast (and still sounding fabulous.  I love really, really gutsy counter tenor voices).  

So yay for me, at least until I get a cold.

However, on parenting I FAIL today.  Decided to make the most of period of tranquillity when infants were playing downstairs with their lego and actually Getting On to tidy up the bedroom.  WHen I came down again the Destroyer of Worlds had managed to get hold of Mr P's indelible marker and draw ALL OVER THE HOUSE.  ANd then I went ballistic and he got all scared and I feel terrible.  I'm so rubbish at not losing the plot when they behave, basically, like children.  Bah.  And everything was going so well....

Off to console myself by watching Mine All Mine AGAIN.  Nothing else will do.....

 

Off to cavort and squawk at the Handel House tomorrow.  That should be a laugh!

Oh, and btw.....

http://www.civictrust.org.uk


Those who have visited my baby might recognise the biog on the press release.

And that is one corkingly lovely pic.  Sigh.

The next three weeks are getting rather complicated, viz:-

This week - rehearsals all over the shop.

Sunday - concert at the Handel House museum where I get to be a diva bitch.  Yay.

All next week - production of Albert Herring where I get to be a very nosey old lady with lots and lots of notes to sing of a nice mezzo/contraltoish nature, and some very good lines.  Yay.

All the week after - being a bossy old bag of a mezzo-ish nature AND a glam young thing with a whip in Orpheus in the Underworld.  For a musical director I used to have a crush on when I was 10 (before I discovered my gorgeous and adored one)

And all over the intervening time between now and the end of Orpheus, rehearsing and covering a bitch-high soprano role in Artaxerxes down at lovely NCO for one my favourite directors, if not THE favourite, which is a HUGE STRESS as it is stratospherically high, but I completely enjoyed rehearsing it tonight (and sang a spot on pianissimo top b flat, which makes my day)

So I'm not going to be around much, and when I am my website baby is going ot be demanding of my attention! And now I'm going to bed, because I'm absolutely buggered.  Yawn. I'm going to put my lovely on the cd player to tell me a story and drift of to sleep.  This is a fine plan and one I recommend for a contented night's sleep.  It's a bugger for following the plot, though, as I drop off after about 15 minutes and then can never find the right place again...

Sleep well, all. 

Firstly.  Apologies for not posting on here for several millenia.  I've been trying to keep up with my flist and comment where I can, but I have been A PILE OF PANTS and I know it, so if anyone is going Huh, my entire universe changed and she didn't even notice, all I can do is apologise. I grovel.

Why have I been such utter crap on a stick?  Well, largely because of.....

(a)  My website baby, which is being such fun and which I am loving  (to save time I will not go Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee for a week, but imagine it here), in fact loving so very much I keep forgetting to keep my other stuff up to date.....

(b) My kids, who have had every disease known to toddlerhood and GIVEN THEM TO ME.

(c) Mr Polina, who has been extremely and nastily poorly, and still has to go into hospital at the end of July to be wired up to the National Grid to stabilise his heartbeat again, and in the meantime is taking hatfuls of medication which make him go to sleep.  This is (a) awful for him, (b) worrying for everyone and (c) means I don't have ANY time at the moment...

and finally
(d) WORK, this strange thing I haven't done much of since I went on maternity leave....Having not taken on anything much for a while until I got used to being a Parent of Two, Cav & Pag went so well I thought I should start doing things again and said Yes to some things.  Unfortunately they are all at the same time!  So Over the next coupl of months I have to get together a japey concert at the Handel House, a production of Albert Herring (as FRloence, somewhere down in the basement of my vocal range but a truly cool role in a truly joyous opera), cover a role in Artaxerxes (stratospherically high, thus giving my entire vocal range a good workout for the next month and a half.....) which is jolly difficult and requiring of PRACTICE, and then some concerts of Orpheus aux Enfers and some opera pops.....   And then I can go lie down for a bit.  I'll need it.    

And tend my dvds and my photo library and chat up lots of people on the net to keep life toddling along.  

So, I'm likely still to be quite crap for a while.  And now I'm going to go and watch Mountain, which will doubtless leave me with a desire to do several things, the most productive of which will be to learn some dots and HA do a bit of practice for my latest project of learning to tap dance.  Of which I have had one lesson and at which I SUCK but which is likely to be entertaining, for the spectators if nothing else.....

Current Location: Lying on the floor
Current Mood: creative
Current Music: Tricky - Puppy Toy

 Had a day of nameless crapness yesterday, so wrote a rather depressed and not very good poem but nevertheless it improved my mood slightly.  And today I have Been a Model Wife and Mother for 17 straight hours so am now cutting myself a little slack by watching Who Do You Think You Are? (what do you mean which one?  Wake up at the back) and eating chocolate.  

I promised intelligent posts once I'd got the website up, didn't I?  It's really not happening.  

....Happy Birthday Viala!  Have a good one.   

(PS I'm officially not the older woman now, haha)

Pol's on hols! 

See you when I get back.....

....Just thought I would pop in to say THANKYOU to everyone who popped in on the site.  I'm having great fun playing with it!!