(When I was at EHS from 1994-1996, I was a music groupie, which is a nice way of saying my voice is mediocre and they let me wrangle equipment. I was a server in the 1995 Madrigal show and a costumed extra in 1996.)
This year there were only two shows due to the Downtown Holiday Walk on Friday night and the Parade of Lights conflicted with the Saturday night show (traditionally alumni night), so we went to the Sunday matinee show.
We arrived shortly after the doors opened and Mom was tickled to have the town crier announce her arrival. We had fun mingling as we went through the marketplace on Main Street and stopped a few times to talk to folks. Mom watched to see if 'my' dress (which she made for me to wear to the 1995 Madrigal) was being worn this year but we didn't see it, although some of the girls are really tiny!
While perusing the items for sale in the marketplace, we bought a flower circlet for Laurel -- red and white rosebuds with matching ribbons and pearl beaded cord, very cute -- and bid on two silent auction items. We won one of the items, a photo shoot with Ken Juliano (represented by Timberline Gallery locally). We also put a small amount on the giving tree and one of the girls rang the bell shortly afterward, which also ticked Mom.
We both felt uncomfortably claustrophobic after heading down to the commons for the processional, but we found a spot next to the brick column outside the dining hall (cafeteria) entrance and the people immediately next to us has a pair of toddler girls that Mom played peek-a-boo with. She knew about half the students on the royal court and I was tickled pink to see Damon Arniotes, who I've known since he was shorter than me. (I've known Fran Arniotes since I was in middle school and first met Damon when he was 8 or so.)
I still have the Gloucester Wassail and Boar's Head Carol memories, so it was funny _not_ singing them. *g* On the other hand, it meant I could explain them to the girls that sat at the next table over at dinner, who were Ms. Manning's daughters. (She teaches science.) We had a really enjoyable time at dinner, although we joked we should have brought Amy to have a "royal flush" of teachers since the Kreiders were on the other side of us. (He teaches at the middle school, she's a writing instructor at Metro, and their daughter was part of this year's royal court.)
It was different having the dinner served buffet-style, but the food was great (roast beef or chicken, garlic mashed potatoes, green beans with almonds and rolls) and there was enough dessert (dense brownies cut into finger-food size squares served with fresh strawberries) that I had seconds. (:
After dinner we went back up to Main Street to pay for our silent auction item and spent a bit longer up there than planned when Margo Carter (one of the silent auction chairs) put together that she knew Mom from the EHS office and Dad from PTA but didn't realize they were married! By the time we got back down to the theater, everyone was seated and the royal court was outside. After peeking into the theater, we were put off by how packed it was (it holds 400) and after feeling crowded before and during dinner decided we should head home.
Sadly, this meant we missed the theater portion of the show, including the sing-alongs I was looking forward to -- alumni on Carol of the Bells and the audience on Handel's Hallelujah chorus.
On the way out we caught up with fellow Madrigal alumni Brittany Skewes, who was the assistant director of the show this year, took a picture of Mom with Damon in his spiffy combination of chain mail and plate armor, and Mom took a couple pictures of me posing with the props. I found the headless knight (a stand-behind prop for photos) on the choir side of the theater entrance, but there was nothing for me to stand on behind it for a silly companion picture to my 1996 picture with the queen stand-behind piece.
Photos and ephemera from our Madrigal experience are in the castle.geek.net Gallery album for 07 December 2003. (liannanshith, I have an extra copy of the program if you'd like it.)