Here I am, Sister #4, first guest blogger on The Sea Foam Cavern, and I’m literally scratching my head as I wonder what the first guest blog on such a cute site that never fails to entertain should say. I did actually just scratch my head but not because I do that whenever I wonder. More likely it was caused from seborrheic dermatitis, a ghastly skin condition that I’ve been blessed with since birth. You wanted to know that.
I got it! There are 2 Things You Should Know About Sister #4. And they are…
I painted the Sea Foam Cavern the color that it is. I had a little — a very little — bit of help, but mostly, it was just me up there one hot, hot, hot summer month in 2006 painting the walls, ceiling, and floor all a rather unwonderful aqua. The family still argues about who picked the color since no one seems very fond of it, but recently, Friend #2 dubbed it a wonderful “sea foam” room — hence the title of this blog.
Because of my week of painting, I’m rather responsible for everything wonderful that’s sprung from it — including this delightful blog that you love so very much! If I hadn’t slaved away one hot, hot, hot summer…
My name could also be Queen of Fun. And it springs from the unique relationship I have with all following sisters. It’s simple — I adore them and do most anything they want and in turn, they think I’m the coolest thing since sliced bread, whatever I do is cool, and follow my lead with abandon
always most of the time (which with me means a whole lot of silliness… sometimes).
The relationship is quite perfect.
Not quite convinced? Okay. Fine. I’ll prove it.
Picture this: Two years ago. Chillin’ at 1942. The sea foam girls weren’t even residing in their cavern yet. It’s a dark February night. I was ready for bed by 9pm. BUT, feeling like that was just a wee bit too old ladyish, I decided that something “fun” was in order. I declared it a “See Who Can Dress The Craziest Night”. Okay, so J was a loser and pouted upstairs saying that we were stupid but Sister #5 and C, along with Friend #7, gladly joined in. Behold! The result:
Still not convinced? Okay. Think last summer. On family vacation cruising in the uncle’s motor boat on the ocean. He anchored in a cove and said we could jump off. My genius idea? “GUYS, BEFORE WE JUMP INTO THE WATER LET’S PUT LIFE JACKETS ON AND TAKE PICTURE!” That’s so cool, right? Not. Although I’m really not-so-cool and should be reminded of this on occasion, I wasn’t (because they think I’m coolest thing since sliced bread, remember?!). The only response I received was a resounding, “YES!”
So we did. Then we jumped into the ocean with the life jackets still on because that’s equally as cool… and then we were quite thankful when we decided to attempt a mile swim to an island (don’t do that unless you swim more than once a year). Behold:
So now you know: I’m called Sister #4 but I could also be called Queen of Fun. Because dressing up even when you’re over 20 years old and taking pictures with life jackets on is the epitome of fun. Duh.
Since I claimed to do most anything they want as well (another reason I’m the Queen of Fun), I guess I should also prove that. For the sake of time (I don’t think I’ll be a guest again after they see this monster of a post), I’ll show you the most recent…
The girls have mentioned that we’re in production week of their high school musical. Just so you get the idea: the mums is the director, the daddy is the pit conductor, Sister #3 has been the right hand help, Sister #1 sewed L’s dress (and other things), i’ve been the random gopher, there are two current house guests and another coming simply because of the musical — well, you get the picture.
Since costumes are such a major part of these shows, we happened to have dresses hanging around the house, our dining room table was spread with fabric and a machine for the last few weeks, and other items found homes here and there.
One item that was a favorite: The Corset.
J decided it would be good fun to “corset me” one late night and for some reason I hopped right up out of my very comfortable chair where I was wearing a very loose, comfortable, wonderful cotton shirt only to be bound by a very tight contraption that made me feel rather claustrophobic. She enjoyed it immensely. And I suddenly had greater respect for women from past centuries. I present, The Corset:
And just because I’m pretty much convinced there’s an unspoken word about having an accompanying video for each blog on this site AND because J provided this for me and suggested that I post it AND because I do do everything they tell me to, here’s a rather pathetic video of me in the corset:
things have been pretty crazy around the Cavern, like L said. our lives have been overrun by musical rehearsals and preparations. for those of you who haven’t ever been in a production – it’s a little bit insane. costumes, hair, make up, lines, songs, dancing, lines again, staging, costumes, lines.. you get the point?
I’m really only posting today to let you all know the three of us have died. Our funeral service is being held friday and saturday night. 7:30 pm. free admissions. please come out to show your respects….
we haven’t abandoned you.
but – that is the time of our performances, and we would love for you to come out to that!
Just to keep you entertained during our busy week, tomorrow we have a guest blogging for us. The one and only – Sister #4!
also to keep you entertained we made you a video! [just so you know - i was drawing upside-down. that's skill. right up there with nunchuck skills, bow hunting skills, computer hacking skills. ;) ]
During these next two weeks, I’ll be busy. Too busy to regularly post. You see, I’m in a musical. And I happen to be the main character.
Both C and J are in this musical and maybe have a bigger part than me but I happen to be playing Cinderella. There’s an odd amount of expectation that people have when they watch someone play a character that’s of such renown. I’m enjoying it but I’ll gladly and readily admit that it’s much harder than I expected.
I’m busy working on getting a job. Or two. Or three. I need money for my future and I need it before January. My one question is this: why do cars cost so much? There’s the actual car, the insurance, the gas and any repairs. Can anyone give me a good reason for why the world revolves around money?
I’ve been doing a few other things. All in all, I’m a little too swamped to be posting. So come to the musical (May 13th & 14th) but don’t expect to hear from me too much. I’m a little too preoccupied with school and it’s demands. I’ll be back in a little while.
the sea foam cavern . . .
is very quiet today. L is gone babysitting, C has not been in her usual spot (her cozy bed), and J is either quietly reading, checking her email, or sleeping in her own bed.
needs to purchase new candles. the scents of apple pie, clean linen, and sugar cookies are no more because the sea foam cavern has used its candles up completely. this, my dear readers, is sadness.
is very messy. piles of clothing fill the room completely and as always the usual “i don’t feel like putting this thing away so i’ll dump it on my dresser” items. oh joy.
is quite dreary. the cloudy skies always make the room darker and the inhabitants of the sea foam cavern survive off of only the sun.
has listened to Brandi Carlile and Frank Sinatra so far. they are both favorites.
is busy practicing lines for a musical — Cinderella’s Glass Slipper. J is the stupid stepsister, Cleopatra, L is Cinderella, and C is the Stepmother. it has all been very entertaining.
is eating Chicken Soup for dinner along with French White Bread that C made. unfortunately, bread is very unpredictable. sometimes it’s absolutely amazing, and other times quite dangerous. . . let’s hope they don’t die.