I ate good “bad” food, drank a glass of wine, and laughed when Charles’s chair broke and he went flying, beer held up in the air so he could to protect it and not himself! *haw* I thought I’d bust a gut –of course Charles wasn’t hurt – which made it all right to laugh me arse off at his flailing about and then as he went KaBoom onto the ground, beer still up in the air…*snick*–I reached over to grab him, and all I grabbed was a handful of flying beer…haw!
Later, karaoke began – aw lawdy be! As I watched and listened (no I didn’t sing – oh good gawd, they don’t want me to sing), I suddenly felt such happiness to be alive, to be among friends, to hear all that JOY as they sang and danced.
Being a part of this theater community has brought a lot to my life. If it weren’t for the theater people of ACT and HART, well, I’d not get out much *laughing*
When GMR and I left, the party was in full swing – and the singing louder and even more boisterous – *laughing* – I wonder how late they all stayed? I wonder if the cows ran off and hid. I wonder if Charles fell and busted his arse again …. haw haw!