Wonderful Wednesdays

Last Wednesday Joe and I went to the London Studios to be part of the TV audience for comedian Alan Carr’s show, Alan Carr: Chatty Man. We almost didn’t make it in. Despite having (free!) tickets, they didn’t guarantee that we would be able to get in. First come, first serve kind of thing. Well, we were literally the last people to get in (too bad for the 100 people waiting in line behind us), but we were told that we wouldn’t be able to sit together.  As it turned out there were two seat together in the very last ro (so no chance we made it onto the actual show).

But, despite not know any of the guests (Bear Grylles, Lee Evans, 1 Direction) it was a lot of fun. Alan is super funny (even when the camera aren’t rolling). It was interesting to see how these sorts of talk shows work. For the most part it was non-stop as if we were actually watching on TV. And where there were commercial breaks the crew got ready for what was coming in the next segment. A few lines has to be reshot (mostly scripted parts like when Bear plugged a charity), and the audience had to do a few things (like cheer when there was nobody there, or look surprised when nothing was going on) which I assume will make more sense when it airs on TV (which is has already). The band, 1 Direction (a British boy band that formed to compete on X Factor because they weren’t good enough to compete individually…), performed a song at the very end which I thought was interesting to watch because I could see the live band playing and the way it looked though the camera via screens hanging from the ceiling. The smoke, and light, and pyrotechnics actually look way more dynamic on screen than in real life.

And this Wednesday (aka today) Joe and I went ice skating! We went to Somerset House where Tiffany & Co. hosts “Skate at Somerset House” every winter. It’s been a long time since I’ve ice skated, and I’ve pretty much forgotten how to (my 5-year-old cousin would put me to shame), but I managed to not fall at all, so that’s a plus. I forgot my camera (grrr), so no pictures…

And on a non-Wednesday note, I helped Su-su and Uncle James trim the Christmas tree on Monday! Yay, Christmas!

Walking in a winter wonderland [alliteration!]

Ice Storm ’08.  That’s what they’re calling it.  It was sure a hell of an ice storm.  It was a real adventure.  We all knew it was coming, we all hoped their would be a snow day, and we all doubted we’d be given one because our school district is extra stingy with its snow days.

And then Friday came.  I didn’t have power… no one had power.  We were basically plunged into the Dark Ages… only with gas stoves and generators and laptops and flashlights.  And, since the school was included in the massive power outage we didn’t have to go to school.  That was absolutely the best part, followed closely by sleeping in front of the fire with my whole family like a liter of puppies.

No, wait.  The second best part was the actual ice.  Everything was gorgeous.  Everything was encased in a layer of ice. During the day when there was a breeze the trees crackled with the weight of the ice, it almost sounded like rain.  And it was such a threatening sound.  The trees were so pretty with the ice, but the snapping and cracking of ice on the swaying limbs was a not so subtle reminder of the danger of the ice.  Every once in a while branches would just snap off from the overbearing weight of the ice.  And then, when the wind stopped and everything was perfectly still it became innocent and beautiful again.  The trees glistened in the sunlight and it felt like the whole world was holding its breath.  Because there wasn’t just an absence of a breeze, but there was no sound.  What little snow that actually fell muffled noises and all that could be heard during those still spells were the occasionally snapping of falling tree limbs.

The ice encased trees

The ice encased trees

The creek.

The creek.

I rather nice picture of Madelyn.

I rather nice picture of Madelyn.