Ravings of a Textual Deviant

My mother is a professional dancer, actress, and choreographer. When I was a kid, she worked for the local ballet company and also did a lot of community theater. I often got to go to work with mom, and I like to say that I grew up backstage. Before too long, going to work with mom turned into auditioning for the same shows. One of the shows I did was The Nutcracker; in fact, I was in the show three times before I was eleven. (Just as an aside, I highly recommend going to any local ballet company’s production of The Nutcracker; usually it’s the company’s major fundraiser. Support your local arts and artists!)

One of those years, I got to play a mouse. Part of the scene with the mice involves a Christmas tree that grows (stage magic!). I was inescapably reminded of the magical growing Christmas tree this morning as I went through the lobby of the building where I work. The lobby ceilings are over two stories high, and the Christmas tree in the lobby is proportional. There are ornaments on that tree that are over half my height.

Squeak!

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