So after my hectic months of May and June, July was spent staying home, scrapbooking, and doing a wide variety of things.
Our first event was going up to Loveland to attend the Masters of Magic festival. It's a 2-hour show featuring a variety of magicians, and JC and I went because our main man DAN SPERRY was performing, and actually closing the show! (Which is a good idea because I'm not sure many people can follow the act who swallows razor blades and plays russian roulette with an unsuspecting audience member!)
Dan rocked, of course, and after the show we got to meet him and say hi. But there was another unusual event during this show--I was part of another magician's act! An Israeli magician named Asi Wind picked me out of the crowd and asked to see my cell phone. He made it disappear and then couldn't make it reappear, so I had to go back to my seat without my phone! He then did a few tricks with some other audience members, and then called me up to the stage for more antics. He took a $20 bill from me, folded it up with his own $1 bill, and made the $20 disappear, then made it reappear tucked inside my watch band! I did not feel a thing.
Next, he made the $20 disappear again, and brought over this huge box that had been sitting on the stage the whole time as a consolation prize (since he has now at this point misplaced my phone and my money). It was a nesting set of boxes, all wrapped in an elastic ribbon. After finding and opening three nested boxes, there was a velvet pouch with a rubber band around it. He made me hold it up and say "I can't believe my cell phone is in this bag!" then say "I can't believe my cell phone and my money are in this bag!" Then he made me say "I can't believe my cell phone, my money and my watch are in this bag!" and when I got to saying "my watch..." I looked down and my watch was GONE! I DID NOT FEEL A THING!
I opened up the bag and sure enough, my phone, $20 and watch were all inside. I have NO idea how he did that, especially since my watch is pretty well set on my arm and takes a bit of effort to get off!
She Shoots...She Scores!
The next big event of the month was that I started to play hockey with the DWHL again! I originally registered for the Summer League back in May but had to drop out due to still having my hand injury. But in July they offered half-league rostering to help fill the locker rooms as a result of injuries and vacations. So I said 'what the heck' and ended up back on the Nordiques, the only team I've ever played with!
I was nervous about playing again, even though I had been doing an adult clinic every Friday at the Y for the last month, because I wasn't sure I could perform in game-paced situations. But I found that while I am a bit rusty, and not so competitively motivated anymore, it's just like riding a bike and I did just fine.
I even scored MY FIRST GOAL at my FIRST GAME BACK! My coach said to just shoot from the point if us defensemen ever get the chance, and I definitely need to practice shooting more. So in one of those rare moments when the puck came back to me, AND I managed to keep it inside of the zone, I took a nice, hard wrist shot, it bounced off a couple of players' skates, went straight to the net, and bounced off of the goalie too! In the DWHL you get to keep the puck from your first goal so I wrote the date on it and it's sitting proudly on my shelf with all of my "real" pucks.
Now I can officially retire because my goals were to score a goal and to win a championship (of which I have two). So theah!
And since joining the Nordiques, we haven't won a game! Hah! So much for helping the team!
Theatre and Opera
Other than being totally exhausted and messed up in my sleep schedule from these bloody late night hockey games, we attended a few cultural events. We saw "A Comedy of Errors" in the gorgeous outdoor theatre at University of Colorado at Boulder as part of the annual Colorado Shakespeare Festival which I just love to go to every year.
We also went up to Central City, which is an old mining town a little ways up into the Rockies, on two consecutive Sundays for some matinee opera. The first time we saw a one-hour opera called "Gianni Schici" about a family who fights to change their dead relative's will to get his posessions instead of the monastery to which he left everything. They know of this guy in town Gianni who could help them, and they ask him to pretend he's the dead relative, narrating his will, as he's dying. He goes ahead with it, but includes himself in the will. It was really funny. Since it was so short we then went to the nearby town of Black Hawk, did a bit of gambling, and had a very nice dinner.
The second time we saw "Carmen" which was really great, and in French! Bonus that I could understand it! (They of course have subtitles but it's nice to have a clue.) Before the opera we went back to an antiques store right next door where the week prior we had fallen in love with some cellar doors. They said they were antique wine cellar doors, and they looked like they were 1700's/early 1800's. They were like 7 feet high and just extremely ornate and inticate black steel woven into a beautiful almost goth pattern. We decided to ask how much they were, thinking we would totally snag them if they were $1,000 or less. Turns out the woman that was there knew that they were old, but not from when, that they came from a famous location, but couldn't give us more details, and because of these two facts (which were not facts at all), the price was $28,000.
My Latest Scrapbooking Project
Since I did have so much free time in June and July I started another album. This one is strictly for all of the Cedar Point vacations that I've taken in my life. My family has been going there since 1981, so it's a very special place to me. And the last time I went, they had a Cedar Point album and pack of papers and embellishments, so of course I could NOT pass that up!
So I'm only up through 1985, but I've been making good progress! I finally found a pack of amusement park themed paper and embellishments to go with the Cedar Point pack as well, so I was on a roll! Hopefully I can finish the rest of it before Christmas, ouf!
So this is the first page. I had only one print of this brown vintage-looking paper so it ends up being the introduction page. This is what the journaling says:
Cedar Point first began in 1870 as a bathing and picnic spot, and has since become undeniably the greatest amusement park on earth.
My parents began taking me there in 1981 and we rarely missed a year of my childhood. No matter where I live, I continue to make the pilgrimage to experience the joy of being a kid all over again. The sights, the sounds, the lights, the smells...it is truly magical.
I know the park inside and out. I still lament and remember attractions of ages past, while anxiously await the next big ride. And I continue to make awesome memories.
This is my Journey.