Strange Night, Interesting Morning

I slept fitfully due to being in a strange place. The two-hour nap early in the evening had something to do with it as well. 🙂 I attribute my nightmare to keeping the TV on the Weather Channel’s Tornado Alley all night. During the two hours I slept, I dreamed about a tornado. I was working at the nursing home when a tornado warning came on the television. It was heading straight for our town! For some reason, the nursing home looked more like a warehouse, and there were kids all over the place.

Bela’s friend was in there, too, so she was reluctant to run home with me to wait out the danger in our basement. Somehow our dogs ended up in the nursing home “warehouse.” The tornado hit, I went flying through the air and apparently landed miles from home. I met some people, someone took me back to my town and I began looking for my crew. I found my dogs. Chance had also been picked up by the tornado; he had a cut on his shoulder, but both dogs would be fine. By the time I woke up, I still hadn’t found Bela. I finally went back to sleep…this time, without dreams.

Happy shower curtain advice

Happy shower curtain advice

I beat the wake-up call, and was up before 7. That gave me time to shower and grab breakfast. I was a bit disappointed because there were no scrambled eggs. Isn’t it amazing how spoiled we can get? I helped an eccentric fellow named Steven make his breakfast waffle. He didn’t want to muss his fancy red jacket. He also had an audition at 2. According to him, red is the magic color because it sizzles. If you see Steven and his red jacket on The Voice this season, you’ll know it worked.

By the time my breakfast was done, Bela had had her shower and was ready to schmooze with the family down the hall. Turns out, there was a budding love connection happening. Mohammad is 16, gorgeous and friendly. His mom, Kemila, is a very nice lady. The little brother, Azume, is absolutely adorable. They are from Libya. Mohammad’s older brother, Tohi, is attending grad school at the University of Denver. Ysabela introduced them all (except the dad) to me. Kemila claimed Bela as her daughter. Does this mean she’s engaged? (Note to self: Google Libyan culture.) The family has been in the hotel for a month to be close to Tohi while he is getting settled.

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Ready, Set, SING!

The Voice audition passes were supposed to be available Saturday via email, a week before the audition. Bela’s pass was not there. I was so stressed! Darci, a gal from town who has been through this drama before, was a key support person. She kept me from having a panic attack meltdown this morning! Thank you, Darci!

I happened to find the Facebook page and read the announcement that audition passes would be available at 12 today. Whew! After checking my email a million times, I left work to find a printer at school. It’s official! Ysabela has her pass, and I have the release forms to sign. Everything is in a folder, ready to grab and go. We’ll be having a (hopefully) leisurely drive Friday. Saturday should find us well rested and ready! Whoohoo!

Ysabela and her artist pass!

Ysabela and her artist pass!

The Voice

I have a special announcement at the end of this post, so keep reading. I know many of my Facebook friends read the first few lines of a blog post and comment there because it’s easy. I love that friends are reading my posts, but make sure to click on the post and go to the actual blog site or you might miss important information! You don’t have to comment on the blog if it’s a pain. I know I hate to sign in to leave a comment!

Ysabela loves to sing!

Ysabela loves to sing!

My friends already know that my Ysabela loves to sing—any time, any place. It’s what she does. Many of you do not know that I made her an account with The Voice. A few weeks ago I received an email “heads up” about coming auditions and the cities where people can go to try out. The producer will be making selections for call backs since the judges won’t be there. I discovered the closest place to us is Denver at Magness Arena. Ysabela will be trying out in June!

I have been pushing her to select her two songs and practice, practice, practice! (Nag, nag!) I don’t mean to nag, but I want her as ready as possible to do her very best. This is pretty much a one shot deal. If you would like to say a prayer for her, go right ahead. We’ll never turn those down. If you prefer to send warm fuzzy thoughts, we welcome those too!