... see it the picture below doesn't keep you up nights. If you thought my severed thumb wasn't bad enough ...
My friend (and Director) Davey sent along a picture from a long-ago time when we worked together on a production of A Christmas Carol. I played the Ghost of Christmas Present.
In the final days of rehearsal, we were fitted for our costumes and then trotted out to have them approved by the Director. My costume was to be a sumptuous purple robe, but as I was collecting it, I happened to look up and see, hanging on a wall, a costume from another production.
Elvis Presley's white Vegas jumpsuit. Are you kidding me? Of COURSE I put it on, and it fit like a glove (albeit a glove that clearly showed my religion). So I threw a black robe over it and went out onstage.
Near the end of rehearsal period, people can get a bit testy. I could tell Davey wasn't pleased when I came out in a black robe. "No, no, no ... that robe is for the Ghost of Christmas Yet To Come!" he barked.
Oh .. so ... maybe you'd prefer .. THIS ONE?" I said, shucking the robe and striking the classic, arm-pinwheeling, faux karate stance, resplendent as Fat Elvis in a jumpsuit complete with cape and with a golden eagle embroidered on the back.
Davey, cast, crew, everyone collapsed in laughter. Scrooge ran up to get his picture taken with the Ghost of Fat Elvis.
It was a good moment, and I'm glad someone took a picture. Here you are. To all of you who come to visit, you've become friends. I wish you all the happiness and wealth that Fat Elvis can bring you.
Merry Christmas to all.
This picture was front and centre on our fridge for a long, long time. Of course, I was at the age when everything NORMAL that your parents do or say embarrasses you. It was a great treat explaining this picture to my friends when they came over.
Now, though? Awesome.
Posted by: Allie | December 24, 2006 at 08:30 PM
Oh you made me laugh and I really, really needed that tonight! Oops, that sounded terrible! It's not that you looked, um, amusing in any way or anything, just ...
Oh sod it! Merry Christmas to you and all the family, Nils, and thank you for every time you've made me smile and laugh this year. xx
Posted by: platypus | December 24, 2006 at 08:40 PM
Blinded by the White!
an historical moment, to be sure.
Merry Christmas to all the Lings!
Posted by: MrsDoF | December 24, 2006 at 11:24 PM
Ohhhh... Nils... You're a hunka-hunka burnin' love, that's what you are! Hee hee!
That's a great picture! Really, really great! You've become a friend to me, as well. Happiness and wealth right back at ya!
Merry Christmas to you and your family, Nils.
Posted by: CircusKelli | December 24, 2006 at 11:38 PM
Listening to the music you sent me.
(Still one creature stirring at my house...me...but...)
I just wanted to thank you again for the CD and wish you a Merry Christmas and a healthy, prosperous and fun new year xoxoxo zzzzzzzz oops! Wake up Mary! Almost done cleaning up but not quite...
Posted by: marybishop | December 25, 2006 at 12:50 AM
That photo more than makes up for the mangled thumb below! Merry Christmas, Lings! Or, Merry Christmaslings, Nils! Friend-ness is good.
Posted by: shari | December 25, 2006 at 02:12 AM
Merry Christmas NIls. Great Picture
Posted by: William | December 25, 2006 at 06:41 AM
the former costumer wants to remind you that you are missing some bling and a sweaty scarf around your necy, oh and some wadded-up panties in your hand.
Otherwise, its all good.
:)
Happy holidays to all
Posted by: whfropera | December 25, 2006 at 09:07 AM
Nilbo, you are one hot Elvis! A very Merry Christmas to you and yours, and A Very Merry Critter-mas to the other members of your household. :-D
Posted by: Ortizzle | December 25, 2006 at 10:57 AM
Merry Christmas, Nilvis!
Posted by: Squirl | December 25, 2006 at 01:08 PM
I haven't forgotten that Nils and Daughters were supposed to sing at an Event on Christmas Eve.
Any word on that?
We got a caroling bagpiper at our house.
I'm still floating on Cloud Nine.
Posted by: MrsDoF | December 25, 2006 at 04:53 PM
Oh ... how nice you remembered, MrsDOF ... indeed, on the morning of Christmas Eve, we sang at the church where Erin is Musical Director. We'd rehearsed some on Friday night, then again on Saturday, but were all nervous about the harmonies, which are very tricky, so we got together early Sunday for a couple more go-rounds.
Erin assured us that church attendance for the Sunday morning would be small, because of course the church would be packed that evening. So we set off knowing that, at worst, only a dozen people would hear us butcher the song.
Of course, there was a big crowd.
It went fine, I guess. It's pretty much a blur, but Erin's the music teacher, she's the one who is used to hearing all the parts of a song and being able to separate them out in her head, and she said we did OK. And people were very kind afterwards. I think a little bit of that might be admiration for anybody who has the guts to stand up and sing. But there were smiles all around.
Posted by: Nils | December 25, 2006 at 05:06 PM
um....
there are times when words fail me.
This is one of those times.
LOLOL...
ohhh I just got in from a long car drive and ..
Ok, that was hilarious.. ;)
Posted by: Laura | December 25, 2006 at 07:06 PM
That is the most awesomest picture ever! Seriously!
Your blog has become one of my very favorites and then in turn, reading your blog has lead me to a couple of other blogs that I have come to love as well. So thank you for that.
Merry Christmas!!!
Posted by: Sandy | December 25, 2006 at 09:35 PM
I'm so glad your family's singing brought smiles. You seem to be rather modest with it, what with having daughters who are fine musicians.
There was a quite a crowd both morning and evening services at our church as well. To make up for all the folks who are traveling, many visitors were "home" for the holidays.
They didn't stay long, tho. For the first time in 2 years I'm doing the snacks for Fellowship Hour, there were leftovers.
My own sons, home from college, enjoyed the donuts.
Posted by: MrsDoF | December 25, 2006 at 09:52 PM
While viewing the picture, I distinctly heard, "I'll have a bluuuuuuuue Christmas, withooooooout you," somewhere in this room. I can't find it now, but it was real, I swear. I'm in a motel room in Albuquerque, waiting for the rest of the family to wake up in their rooms, and I'm thinking where better couuld he hide? Really, he may still live!
Merry Christmas to your household!
Posted by: Lyn | December 26, 2006 at 10:43 AM
That made my day.
Posted by: Torrie | December 26, 2006 at 12:46 PM
For the love of God...
Posted by: Cranky Chick | December 27, 2006 at 02:26 AM
That sound you all just heard was Cranky thinking "Wow .. maybe I should switch teams ..."
Posted by: Nils | December 27, 2006 at 09:27 AM
Thank God they can't hear the dry-heaves...
:)
Posted by: Cranky Chick | December 27, 2006 at 09:36 AM
Those pants are so tight...I can see just how much change you were carrying in your pocket.
Posted by: wordgirl | December 27, 2006 at 02:58 PM
That is quite the manly chest you've got there.
Posted by: kalki | December 27, 2006 at 03:05 PM
Kalki ... yes, excess testosterone ... a blessing and a curse.
And Wordgirl ... if you slip your hand into one of those pockets, you will find out all about change.
Posted by: Nils | December 27, 2006 at 04:53 PM
Are you saying you have change for a ten in there?
Posted by: Bucky Four-Eyes | December 27, 2006 at 06:42 PM
N. The ladder, but it was
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