Show # 50

Today marks the 50th time we have performed the beast known as Max & Ruby.
It was... not a good show.

First off, yesterday was a 16 hour road-trip day, complete with bickering, high-strung-ness and the usual pettiness that occurs when 7 people are couped up in a vehicle or two for entirely two long. We are getting to a point where this upcoming couple of nights in the city may be the only thing that is powering us through.

Regardless, Michelle and I (who shared a room last night) awoke this morning after a scant six hours of sleep to climb into the vans and drive to the High School in Turin, NY (somewhere upstate near Booneville) where we had a show at 9.30 am.

The good news is we didn't have to build the house, which lightened the load of our usual load-in tremendously. The bad news is none of us had slept enough, there was no breakfast readily available (short of the granola bars some of us had packed in our bags), no coffee and we are all too physically exhausted to give a good product at 9.30 in the morning. I, apparently, had left my voice somewhere in VA and could barely sing through this morning's show.
Others were also hard-pressed to vocally mark and try to compensate for it through the sheer physicality of this show. Long story short, we were all very low-energy and the quality suffered accordingly.

On the plus side, after load-out and lunch, we drove to Saratoga Springs which is the CUTEST little town I've been to in a long while. Feeling as miserable as I did about today's performance, I opted to treat myself to something spa-like and wandered through the little downtown area of Saratoga until I found a place where I could get a pedicure. Michelle joined me for that particular activity, and then the two of us wandered around until we found the Circus Bar, where we enjoyed a couple of exquisite mojitos and finally called it a night around 7.30 to come back to our hotel room.

I've decided that I'm definitely coming back to this town for a weekend to fully enjoy it.
Anyway, 50 down. I don't know how many we have to go, but we're definitely going for another month or so. I'm back in NYC this Saturday for the day and I'm so anxious to get there and touch base with my friends that it nearly boggles the mind. I'm more anxious about getting back to NY than I ever was about my own birthday presents as a young child. I just need to be around my people again, I guess.
Anyway - I'm enjoying the mojito buzz. I'm going to finish the pizza I ordered for lunch, watch some mind-numbing tv and occasionally glance down at my delightful pedicure (it's an orangy-coral, for the record). Goodnight, all.