Every year I remember fondly back to what shall always be referred to as That One Time We Took Our Honeymoon for Christmas. The white sandy beaches of Kona on Christmas Day. Horseback riding in the Western Maui Mountains. Kayaaking in relentless rain. Nobody to cater to. Utter peace.
Now don’t get me wrong – I could not possibly be more thankful to have family local to us! That said, with about 50 different family members all within an hour or so’s radius, and between in-laws, married-tos, related-vias and all of those other conditions, we always end up doing about 10 different celebrations between Christmas and Hanukkah and New Year’s. But what if, just one time, we decided to do something just the four of us? Disappear to a quiet mountain cabin…? Jet to somewhere metropolitan to visit museums and brave subways…? Explore a new, exotic place…? It all sounds amazing, and I often wonder what that would be like with our boys.
Wonder or not, this year, we’ve had an extra reason to stay put.
I was delighted to learn just a couple of weeks before Christmas that, not only had I captured the leading lady role in a local romantic comedy, but also that I would be playing opposite none other than my own HUSBAND! World’s greatest case of RNG (defined here for non-nerds playing along at home), right?
That said, this exciting news has been paired with a pretty big challenge right off the bat. Namely: calendaring. Now my husband and I have done a couple of shows together over the year (The Sound of Music and I Love You, You’re Perfect, Now Change), but more often, we perform separately… one year I do King Lear (because middle school English teacher), the next he does something big like Chicago (because amazing vocalist). One parent takes the kiddos; the other one rehearses and performs.
But Beau Jest, you guys. When I learned that the show would be playing in our own hometown, I just knew that if we were both cast, this would be a tremendous opportunity for us. And it has been – I mean, date nights. In costume.
Anyhow, in spite of the challenge that is adjusting to rehearsal schedules being tacked on to our usual calendars (we’ve added an immediate commitment of 4-5 times a week through mid-March, in addition to our other responsibilities, making finding the right sitter quite difficult, to say the least!), it’s only January 12th and here I am, posting an update and finally catching a moment to stop by for a quick hello.
And we’re beginning to find that groove in everyday as well. Wake up, spend 3o minutes together getting ready as a family, take the kids to school, work a full day, pick up the kids, spend another 45 or so minutes together for dinner and hugs before disappearing for rehearsal and coming home to little dudes asleep in their beds. It’s hard for all of us, but we’re trying to soak in the experience of being able to do something that we love together and keeping the smiles plentiful. And I can’t help but admit that my heart is happy when the little guys sneak into our bed in the wee hours of the morning for some extra cuddles!
So if my brain is dancing after 1am with Yiddish and Hebrew and my brow is developing wrinkles that are being left by vestiges of Sarah’s personality (she’s a bit more high strung than I am, I think), and my whole body is going to continue to ache, know that I’m excitedly, exhaustedly, and deliriously happy doing this very fun thing with the one I love.
Beau Jest opens Feb. 17 at Patio Playhouse!