Nicole's Notes

Elliot (one of my classmates from Ryerson) was in town and stayed with us, and fortunately was fighting a cold himself so didn't expect a whole lot in entertainment - which is good, because he got none. :)

On Sunday, I was hosting a baby shower for Jess at Spark Craft Studios in Davis Square. I got there at about 11:15 (shower was to start at noon) and half the roads in the misleadingly-named "Square" (it's not rectilinear at all!) were shut off by police. There's a St. Patrick's Day marathon going on. And of course, the finish line is directly opposite the studio. Blocking the parking. :P

Surprisingly, a lot of attendees actually made it to the party! And the baby book we made for Jess turned out nice. The Spark Craft instructor could have been a bit more of a leader, but she was very nice anyway. I think everyone had fun, but I was so dazed with the cold that I can't vouch for my ability to judge anything.

I went home for some food, then out to rehearsal. I'm assistant stage manager for the upcoming Hovey Players production of A Midsummer Night's Dream. Kristin (the stage manager) and I are tag-teaming the rehearsals, so Sunday was my first on my own. And my voice went. I squeaked. Ugh. Someone else had to read for one of the actors who wasn't there. It was awful. Then I went home and crashed.

I took Monday off from work, and tried to recoup, but really, I think I should have taken Tuesday as well. I feel like I haven't had a lick of sleep (although why sleep should come in licks I don't know) and I'm really dragging at work. My voice is back, mostly, but I'm still coughing and I just can't focus. This entire blog entry may make no sense, as I ramble incoherently. Whee! Come 5:30pm, I plan to be comatose.