Sunday, September 16, 2012

On Stage Crew And Dogs....

Ya know, being a part of a stage crew for a community theater doesn't sound like something I would like.

It includes heavy lifting.

It includes organization.

It includes having to be quiet and only talk in a whisper.

It includes sitting around in the dark for long periods of time with nothing to do.

And most of all, it includes being BACKstage - not the star, not the princess, not the queen of the theater.

Doesn't sound like something I'd like, does it? 

But I love it.  I even love the boring times where you just sit quietly in the dark and wait for your next cue to move something.  I even like taking care of the stars - by helping with costume changes, etc - rather than being the star.

It's a good match for me personality-wise, but I'm not sure why. 

I enjoy the people I work with, I enjoy the camaraderie, I enjoy the bustle and excitement of opening night.

I've wanted to get involved in community theater all my adult life but didn't do it until last year.  Now, I've been involved in three productions and I'm hooked.   I want to be involved in all of them.

And, the theater tends to draw somewhat quirky people - so I feel at home and accepted.  

Working on stage crew is one more thing that kind of adds some structure to my daily life - making it easier for me to make conscious, healthy decisions about what I put in my mouth.

I can't think of a good word to describe what structure does for me.   Here's how I visualize it.  

In the summer - with no structure - I'm extremely happy but out of control.  Maybe like a hyperactive puppy with free rein to run wherever she wants.  ...........SQUIRREL!!!!............

Structure, through work and the theater, is like a fence.  I'm still happy and I can still run, but only within the boundaries of the fence.

Sometimes I get out of my structured life - out of my fence boundaries......

............ and I tend to get in trouble.

 So, the moral of this story is..........

It's important for me to stay in the backyard.

If life were only so simple.


I have been a good dog this weekend.  Since Friday, I've had one piece of bread, creamer in my coffee, one glass of wine, no dessert or sweets, and no ketchup.  Even though I ate STEAK last night.  Now, that's being a really good dog - to eat steak without ketchup.

Someone needs to give me a treat.


Woof-woof (that's "love, Jenny" in dog talk)


  1. I love this post and all the pictures! Thanks for the giggle.

  2. "taking care of the stars" = nurturing = social work = (my self-granted title) mother of the world. That's why it's a good fit. Even in the boring times, you're READY to help when they need you.
    Mary Beth