Last weekend was the 45th Annual Melodrama at Our Savior. It was the fourteenth melodrama I’ve been in. It hasn’t been fourteen consecutive years, I took a hiatus for about five years in the late 20teens and resumed 2020. But of course, we all know what happened in 2020, so four days before our opening performance that year, the show was canceled. We practice two days a week from January to March and generally about the first week of March things start to fall together pretty well.
I don’t think there were many other times during the 45-year run of the melodrama that a performance had been canceled. Unfortunately, this year turned out to be one of them. Friday, opening night, Mother Nature had other plans. Our area was under a severe tornado threat to hit just about the time the Melodrama was to start. As much as he hated to do it, the director canceled the show. I can’t say that I was disappointed. I’d asked the Great Hunter if he would take me to church and pick me up because I didn’t want my car sitting in the parking lot should we get the golfball-size hail they predicted. As it turned out, our immediate area was spared but there was plenty of destruction in neighboring towns.
I’ve written before about the Melodrama. You can read that post here. It is the main fundraiser to support our youth group’s annual trip to the national Lutheran youth convention in New Orleans.

This year there were two sets of villains in the melodrama. My character, if you can believe it, was disguised as a “sweet, young ingenue” who owned a hat shop. Talk about a stretch of the imagination. In actuality, my character was the moll (think Bonnie of “Bonnie and Clyde”) of one of the villains who wanted to get rich through a nefarious plan to jilt an innocent storekeeper out of the deed to her store. (You had to be there, lol).
But it’s a wrap for another year. I’m never sure if I will do it again next year, but if I do, I hope my character doesn’t have a love interest more than half my age. Talk about being a cougar.

Oh, and the flooring? All done except for the bathroom. That’s a project for this weekend.
