Cowgirls?!

It's the Friday before the end of Old Home Week. We've been having a great time in PEI, and are sharing a stage and a green room with Bobs and Lolo (a great children's musical act.)

Now i say sharing a green room - in this case it means that they come in before we arrive, set up their stage, and empty the room of all of their belongings. They then come back into the room after their last show of the day with one giant bag that houses their backdrop and props. They are uber organized.

Meanwhile, Nick and I have settled in. We're occupying exactly half of the locker room (it's a hockey change room.) We have 3 or 4 clean costumes each hanging up on the wall, with a costume piece on each hook (Might as well use as many hooks as we can.) We have our props, extra props, tools, stilts, snacks, stilt costuming, sound equipment. Needless to say our half of the room is full and we've settled in. Nick and I hang out in between shifts and shows in the green room. We warm up there, change, prep for shows. Looking at the room you can tell... we are not uber organized.

It's Saturday morning and Nick and I and the families have had a great breakfast at Cora's in downtown Charlottetown. We're strolling to the site and we bump into Lolo's Mom. She says a quick "Hello" and promptly asks if we've checked our emails yet today. This sets off my radar which goes "What did we do?."

We head back to the green room, and I check my email on my handheld.. this is what we recieved.