<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30420638</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:32:19.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cape Harmony</title><subtitle type='html'>A little online diary of Cape Harmony's second season!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeharmony.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30420638/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeharmony.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Molly Graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014984793627513828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o140/mollygraham86/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30420638.post-2438622933082184121</id><published>2007-06-16T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T10:37:03.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INTERNET!</title><content type='html'>We FINALLY have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt;, and that is just fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been some busy busy girls since we arrived on the cape. We starting rehearsing almost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt;, and have already performed 25+ times. We had about a week of rehearsal where we learned about 14 songs because we're so incredibly awesome, and then we jumped right into our nursing homes/school tour. That tour ended on Thursday with an awesome last show at Decatur house in Sandwich. Last night we sang at an Alzheimer's benefit at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hyannis&lt;/span&gt; Harbor and we had tons of fun, especially when Alyssa ran over some traffic cones in the parking lot. Tonight we kick off our restaurant tour with 3 performances in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Falmouth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-SHIRTS AND &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;CD's&lt;/span&gt; ARE IN!!! You can choose from not one, not two, but TEN different cape harmony t-shirt colors. Yellow, red, baby blue, purple, orange, pink, lime green, teal, gray, and white. HOW EXCITED ARE YOU?! For a donation of $12 or more, you can get a CD. For a donation of $20 or more, you can get a CD and a t-shirt. T-shirts are $10 on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the social scene, we have been having lots and lots of fun. We are ALWAYS laughing and always talking about the most random, silly things that you can imagine. Our house this summer is unbelievable. We're in such a great area, minutes from downtown &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hyannis&lt;/span&gt;, and we have five bedrooms. AND A POOL! I was actually just in the pool for about 2 hours today and it was absolutely lovely. If it sounds like we're living the life, it's because we are. I can't imagine a better way to spend another summer. We have cable this summer too, which is a gigantic upgrade. It's not just cable...its like...8000 channels of heaven. But trust me...we don't just sit around all day and float in the pool and watch 8000 different TV shows. We work hard...but you'll hear that for yourself when you come to a show. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30420638-2438622933082184121?l=capeharmony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeharmony.blogspot.com/feeds/2438622933082184121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30420638&amp;postID=2438622933082184121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30420638/posts/default/2438622933082184121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30420638/posts/default/2438622933082184121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeharmony.blogspot.com/2007/06/internet.html' title='INTERNET!'/><author><name>Molly Graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014984793627513828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o140/mollygraham86/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30420638.post-8437253713725984347</id><published>2007-05-17T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T22:05:34.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH</title><content type='html'>The little black honda is packed up again and sitting in my driveway anxiously awaiting to make the 2 hour and 46 minute drive back to the Cape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates when the summer gets cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30420638-8437253713725984347?l=capeharmony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeharmony.blogspot.com/feeds/8437253713725984347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30420638&amp;postID=8437253713725984347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30420638/posts/default/8437253713725984347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30420638/posts/default/8437253713725984347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeharmony.blogspot.com/2007/05/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH'/><author><name>Molly Graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014984793627513828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o140/mollygraham86/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30420638.post-117501834190941188</id><published>2007-03-27T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T11:59:01.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>52 DAYS UNTIL CH2K7</title><content type='html'>Hellooooooooooo! Well, it has been a busy, busy year but all of our planning and hard work is starting to pay off...we are only 52 days away until CH2K7 MADNESS begins. As some of you know, we had auditions in Boston this weekend. It was long, stressful, and intense...but AMAZING. We have four beautiful, wonderful, and extremely talented newbies joining us! But I'll get to those girls later. I left off last summer with a little farewell to each girl. Luckily, we squeezed in lots of visits to eachother over the year. However, when we did see eachother, it was strictly business. We never had any fun, and we definatly never partied. Ever. No matter what anyone says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Anyways. CH2K7 IS SO CLOSE. If you are very still, you may be able to sense it in the air. And now, the newbies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6271/3262/1600/501416/rachel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6271/3262/200/630710/rachel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6271/3262/1600/617104/rachel.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;veryone say hello to Rachel Seiler. Rachel is really cute. Rachel is originally from Wisconsin. She is a Junior/Senior at Brandeis University. I say Junior/Senior because Rachel is actually in her third year of college, but she is also amazing...and she is graduating a year early. During her interview, I told her that her eyes were the color of moss, and they really are...you can look at them alot this summer. Rachel is in Company B, Brandeis' co-ed a cappella group, and was recruited (blackmailed maybe) by Jenn Sheehan to audition for Cape Harm. Rachel is a distinguished ballroom dancer (not kidding...how awesome?). I don't know about you...but I'm sort of psyched for Rach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6271/3262/1600/41653/KATIE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="195" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6271/3262/200/430443/KATIE.jpg" width="161" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6271/3262/1600/685228/KATIE.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Katie Hogan. Katie is very near and dear to my heart because she was recruited by ME. I first met Katie when she auditioned for Chock Full o' Notes, my school group, and she blew me away. I followed her around all year until she agreed to audition. Katie is from Plaistow, NH and is a Freshman at Keene State College. Katie is really little and cute and one often gets the urge to pinch her cheeks. I rarely see her without a smile on her face, and you will surely get goosebumps when you hear her sing. Unfortunately, she is not related to Hulk Hogan. I mean...she is still okay, but we all have to agree that it would be WAY cooler if she was. She does know best, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6271/3262/1600/645687/JULIANE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" height="196" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6271/3262/200/847498/JULIANE.jpg" width="151" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Juliane Codd. I think it's pretty sweet that her last name is Codd. Juliane attends Boston University and sings with the Barbershop Sweethearts. Juliane is originally from Nashville, TN, and she is just a little ball of awesomeness. I mean, look at her. Don't you already love her? And you haven't even met her! It's crazy! I was just looking at Juliane's facebook profile and realized that our birthdays are exactly one day apart and that bumped her up about 9 levels on my coolness chart. Juliane is extremely talented and we just fell in love with her energy and spunk. I have a feeling that she will make the audience melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6271/3262/1600/664125/LAUREL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" height="196" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6271/3262/200/655871/LAUREL.jpg" width="153" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but MOST certainly not least, we have Laurel Stewart. Laurel is a student at Rochester University and is originally from Seattle, Washington. Are you noticing a trend? Cape Harmony is kind of going national this summer. Laurel floored us with two things. 1) Her uncanny ability to hit the lowest notes EVER and 2) Her uncanny ability to sight read. Literally, Amanda would show her a sheet of music and she'd be like...I got it. So she's pretty awesome. Laurel gave an amazing interview. Fun fact: Laurel was the voice on an audio book. Even more fun fact: It was a physics book. Pretty awesome, huh? We know we did a fabulous job, but you'll hear it for yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30420638-117501834190941188?l=capeharmony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeharmony.blogspot.com/feeds/117501834190941188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30420638&amp;postID=117501834190941188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30420638/posts/default/117501834190941188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30420638/posts/default/117501834190941188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeharmony.blogspot.com/2007/03/52-days-until-ch2k7.html' title='52 DAYS UNTIL CH2K7'/><author><name>Molly Graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014984793627513828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o140/mollygraham86/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30420638.post-115592372961159264</id><published>2006-08-18T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T18:11:55.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long Sweet Summer</title><content type='html'>What exactly do you do when one summer has changed you in so many ways? It seems impossible to say goodbye to all the people who are responsible for your change. We all came into this unexpecting, not knowing what was going to happen, some of us even skeptical about the whole summer. I believe that what happened to all of us was something that none of us could have even dreamed. We all became best friends. We spent hours and hours and HOURS in eachothers company and were sometimes even at eachothers throats but in the end, we were all honest with eachother, and that is what made us so close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa - Thank you for all your hard work. You really kept the group together this summer. All your dedication rubbed off on everyone else and everyone began to care about it as much as you. Without you, we wouldn't be where we are right now. On a more personal level, I have met the person I want to be in you. Your unwavering kindness and goodhearted nature is something I strive for, and something I found in you. Your ability to always have a smile on your face and open arms to anyone will take you so far. I know I tease you constantly but I hope you know that that is out of pure love for you. Really. You are an amazing person, and I want to thank you for being my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa (MP) - Thank you for all your hard work. Your idea for the group was something you had the determination to make come alive. And it did. And we thank you for that. Without you, we would definitely not be here today. Everyone knows that you wanted nothing but success for this group, and everyone appreciates that very much. It will not be the same next year without you, but we understand that you graduated and needed to get a real job. We hope you know that you are always welcome at any time to sing with us and stay with us next summer. We love you, and we thank you from the bottom of our hearts for the oppurtunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda - Thank you for all your hard work. Your dedication to the music was unbelievable. You sat in front of us at rehearsals, sometimes for 5 hours at a time, going over the same exact thing with us over and over again. You know everyone's part on every single song. We would not be where we are without you. I know I give you alot of crap...not like you don't give ME alot of crap...but you know how I feel about you. And if you don't, I'm going to tell you. You are my best friend. My future sister-in-law. The person who can always make me laugh and vice versa. I am so happy to have met you. My life wouldn't be the same if I hadn't. Thank you for your friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah - Thank you for all your hard work. Your dedication to this group was obvious. Your constant phone calls that got us gigs and got our name out there was a crazy help to the group. Don't think the group didn't notice that your hard work and dedication because we did. And we appreciate it so much. We know that you had a hard summer job and the fact that you were able to keep your cool and come back from doing that all day to learn music and work with the group shows alot about your character. Thank you for this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenn - Thank you for all your hard work. Your smile is what got me through the hard times this summer. Your compassion and understanding towards everyone was amazing. Your dedication to the betterment of the group is what made this summer worthwhile to everyone. Your input and ideas were so valuable in so many ways, and I can't even begin to describe to you how happy I am that I met you. You will go so far. Your personality is what this group needs. You ARE Cape Harmony. Our late night talks and funny faces to eachother during performances is something I will hold in my heart for the rest of my life. My year will not be the same without you always being in the next room. My world will be a little sadder without your constant percing while making dinner. I love you so much, thank you for being you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn - Thank you for all your hard work. Your trustworthiness and compassion is something that stood out to me from the moment that I met you. Your goofiness and smile always brightened even my darkest of days. America will be losing an amazing girl for a semester, and Italy is going to be lucky to get you for that time. Your poise and professional stature assures me that we will see absolutely amazing things from you. You are the only one that understands my Dawson's Creek obsession! What am I going to do without you? I am so glad to have met you this summer. You are an amazing person, and I love you with all of my heart. Be safe in Italy, meet a gorgeous Italian Stallion, bring him back for me (JUST KIDDING I ALREADY HAVE ONE!), and come visit the second you get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shannon - Thank you for all your hard work. You were the first to say goodbye this morning, and when you came into my room while I was asleep and gave me a little kissy on the head, it really broke my heart. I got so unbelievably sad. I know we won't be that far away this school year but it seems like worlds apart. I can't wait until you live in the house next summer and I can go on ShannoBanano overload. I know it was hard to not live with us, to drive crazy amounts of miles everyday and sit in a hot living room and sing until the wee small hours of the morning, but you never complained, and you always showed complete and total dedication to this group. Thank you so much for everything. I am so happy to have met you and come to know you in the way that I do. I love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew - Drewski. Roomie. Words cannot even describe my love for you, but I will try. For starters, I loved being your roommate. I can't imagine having lived with anyone else. I felt that we had a perfect balance and friendship. I love the person you are, and I love the person you have become this summer. Your dedication to this group was amazing. You pushed everything aside and had the group's best interest at heart. Your strength of character is what kept me going this summer. You are one of the strongest people I know. I will miss everything about you this year. Our talks that went until 5 AM, our lazy beach days, our little messy room, kool-aid packets, LUCY, etc...Everything. Your intelligence and openness with everyone is what I love most about you. I just wanted to tell you that you proved everyone wrong this summer. You proved that you weren't just some little blonde from Jersey. No one sees you as that. We see you as a strong-willed, determined, loving, brilliant, kind, beautiful woman, who will do unbelievable things with her life. I love you SO much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, before I sign off until next summer, I want to extend a big thank you to everyone who read my entries and followed our group. If it weren't for people like you, who cared, we wouldn't be who and where we are today. Also, I would like to thank our number one fans. Our families. Without their support and their heart, and their faith in us, we would be no where. So thank you, we love with everything that we are. My life will be a little less bright until next summer, when I am back with all of these girls, doing this all over again. And so, I am going to pack up my little black honda and drive back to Keene, New Hampshire, and wish and hope that the year flies by, so I can be back with my second family. Thank you Cape Cod, for welcoming us with open arms, taking us in, and giving us the best summer of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls: I love you all. Please don't change too much over this next year. I can't wait until we are all back together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No matter where life takes you, big cities, small towns, you'll inevitably come across small minds. People who think they're better than you. People who think that material things, or being pretty or popular, automatically make you a worthwhile human being. None of these things matter. Unless you have a strength of character, intergtity...and if you're lucky enough to have any of these things, don't sell out. Don't ever sell out. So when you meet a person for the first time, don't judge them by their station in life, because who knows, &lt;strong&gt;that person just might end up being your best friend.&lt;/strong&gt;" -Dawson's Creek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it. See you next summer. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30420638-115592372961159264?l=capeharmony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeharmony.blogspot.com/feeds/115592372961159264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30420638&amp;postID=115592372961159264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30420638/posts/default/115592372961159264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30420638/posts/default/115592372961159264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeharmony.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-long-sweet-summer.html' title='So Long Sweet Summer'/><author><name>Molly Graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014984793627513828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o140/mollygraham86/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30420638.post-115552867939225617</id><published>2006-08-13T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T21:11:22.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO INTERNET!!!</title><content type='html'>Life is so difficult without internet. The lack of internet is why I haven't been writing - I promise I'm not lazy. So...there are only 6 days left in Cape Harmony season 1. I can absolutely say that I am a changed girl since the day I walked into this house back in May. So many new friendships were formed, so many walls were broken down, and soooo much love has just exploded in this group. I do not know what I am going to do in 6 days when I have to say goodbye to my BEST friends and drive by myself back up to Keene, NH. What am I going to do when I can't wake up in the morning and see Drew across the room? When I can't walk to the beach? When I can't wander into the other girls' rooms and dance around like a crazy person? When I can't sit in a room with 8 other people and laugh at nothing for hours on end? When I can't have 3 hour conversations with these people and feel like it lasted only 20 minutes? When I can't go to one of these girls when I have a problem? I mean I know that they're only a little phone call away but it is so different when you are living with these girls 24/7. It is so comforting to know that I can walk across the hall and be in a warm, safe, trusting environment. Okay I can't think about any of this now. I'm going to save the sappy sentimental entry for the last day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a HUGE week coming up. And it is called: SHEBANG WEEK 2006 (Thank you Amanda...cough.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday, August 14, 7:30 PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Church of the Messiah - 22 Church Street&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woods Hole&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday, August 15, 7:30 PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;West Yarmouth Congregational Church - 383 Main Street (Route 28)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;West Yarmouth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday, August 16, 6:00 PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Harwich Community Center - 100 Oak Street&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Harwich&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...drumroll please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE WHOLE SHEBANG - Our end of summer concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thursday - August 17, 7:30 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Federated Church of Hyannis - 320 Main Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hyannis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND WE HAVE TSHIRTS NOW! COME TO A SHOW AND BUY ONE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30420638-115552867939225617?l=capeharmony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeharmony.blogspot.com/feeds/115552867939225617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30420638&amp;postID=115552867939225617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30420638/posts/default/115552867939225617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30420638/posts/default/115552867939225617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeharmony.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-internet.html' title='NO INTERNET!!!'/><author><name>Molly Graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014984793627513828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o140/mollygraham86/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30420638.post-115320018887674614</id><published>2006-07-17T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T22:23:08.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Troll Doll Jingle</title><content type='html'>Just so Cape Harmony can remember this forever and ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(To be sung to the tune of "What's Going On?" by the Four Non-Blondes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In 25 years I'll be 30 years old,&lt;br /&gt;I'm 5, and I'm sitting here, playing with this troll,&lt;br /&gt;this troll that I got for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;And so I play with his shirt and I play with his hair,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna play with my friend so I'll put you right there and I, I'll be back,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back in a minute.&lt;br /&gt;But when I come back around my troll is not there&lt;br /&gt;and I remember his shirt, and his long pink hair&lt;br /&gt;and I scream at the top of my lungs:&lt;br /&gt;"MY TROLL IS GONE".&lt;br /&gt;And I say heyyyeahhhyeahhheyhey, heyyyeahhhyeahh, I said hey,&lt;br /&gt;my troll is gone."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30420638-115320018887674614?l=capeharmony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeharmony.blogspot.com/feeds/115320018887674614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30420638&amp;postID=115320018887674614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30420638/posts/default/115320018887674614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30420638/posts/default/115320018887674614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeharmony.blogspot.com/2006/07/troll-doll-jingle.html' title='A Troll Doll Jingle'/><author><name>Molly Graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014984793627513828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o140/mollygraham86/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30420638.post-115319875274428127</id><published>2006-07-17T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T21:59:12.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kidney Stones Are No Fun</title><content type='html'>Sorry about the lack of blogging, folks. This kidney stone doesn't seem to want to leave me alone and I have been laying in bed trying to send the stone telepathic messages, trying to convince it to leave. Due to the failure of this technique, I am going back to CT on Wednesday afternoon to have a Doctors appointment. However, I will be meeting up with the girls on Saturday in East Providence to perform at Jocelyn's family's summer picnic. That means I'll be missing Thursday's street fair performance...but I know the girls will do an amazing job. We have just added two new songs to our repetoire, "Under the Boardwalk" with Jenn as the soloist, and "Fever", with Jocelyn and Yours Truly as a duet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fantastic show last Saturday in Buzzard's Bay. We had a GREAT turn out, and a fabulous audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was during the show that I had to take a deep breath, look around myself, and realize that I was part of an amazing group of girls. We have come so far...and I have never been more proud of a group of girls in my entire life. The nine of us took a huge risk by dropping our normal lives and forming this group. I have never for one second regretted coming here and being part of this experience. I think what I am most proud of is that everyone is here for the music. Everyone is here for the four hour daily rehearsals, the shows, the audiences, the fans. It isn't, and never will be, about the money. All of us get up and go to work. We work in retail. We work in restaurants. We work at banks. We deal with customers all day long and come home to a hot, sticky house full of nine girls and sing well into the night. We go to bed, get up bright and early, and do it all over again. It would be a lie to tell you that none of us are struggling. But I think that is what makes it so beautiful. I think it is the struggle that makes it worth it, that makes us appreciate a smiling, cheering audience. I know that this group will never lose that appreciation. And that makes me so unbelievably proud to call myself a member of Cape Harmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30420638-115319875274428127?l=capeharmony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeharmony.blogspot.com/feeds/115319875274428127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30420638&amp;postID=115319875274428127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30420638/posts/default/115319875274428127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30420638/posts/default/115319875274428127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeharmony.blogspot.com/2006/07/kidney-stones-are-no-fun.html' title='Kidney Stones Are No Fun'/><author><name>Molly Graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014984793627513828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o140/mollygraham86/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30420638.post-115242751104318361</id><published>2006-07-08T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T22:10:36.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Love You Eastham!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The summer kick off concert was a HUGE success. We had so much fun and we had a fantastic audience. We sang a really solid set of fourteen songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come Go With Me&lt;br /&gt;Torn&lt;br /&gt;Build Me Up, Buttercup&lt;br /&gt;I'll Be There&lt;br /&gt;You Give Love A Bad Name&lt;br /&gt;Something To Talk About&lt;br /&gt;Send Me On My Way&lt;br /&gt;Wannabe&lt;br /&gt;Unwritten&lt;br /&gt;Can't Hurry Love&lt;br /&gt;Gloria Estefan Medley (Conga, Rhythm is Gonna Get You, Turn The Beat Around)&lt;br /&gt;Lullabye&lt;br /&gt;Gone&lt;br /&gt;Homecoming King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how much fun we all had! I can't wait until our next show on Saturday in Buzzards Bay...(St. Peters Episcopal Church...7:30...be there!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Due to the fact that Drew, Jenn, and I decided to watch "The Exorcism of Emily Rose" when we got home from the concert (clinging to each other for dear life in one bed, with every single light in the house on), sleep is no where in the near future. However, me and Drew's room is disgusting...and needs to be cleaned. So I will leave you with yet ANOTHER pointless entry, apologize, and promise that my next one will be more interesting and informative. It will also be written at a more sane hour than 3 AM&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"See, you and me have a better time than most can dream, have it better than the best, so we can pull on through whatever tears at us, whatever holds us down, and if nothing can be done we'll make the best of what's around...Turns out not where but who you're with that really matters." -Dave Matthews Band-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30420638-115242751104318361?l=capeharmony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeharmony.blogspot.com/feeds/115242751104318361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30420638&amp;postID=115242751104318361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30420638/posts/default/115242751104318361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30420638/posts/default/115242751104318361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeharmony.blogspot.com/2006/07/we-love-you-eastham.html' title='We Love You Eastham!'/><author><name>Molly Graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014984793627513828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o140/mollygraham86/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30420638.post-115197505740163527</id><published>2006-07-03T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T18:04:17.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"A True Friend Is There For You When They Would Rather Be Somewhere Else."</title><content type='html'>The last few days have been interesting, if nothing else. I'll start with Saturday. We had an attempt at a nice day at the beach, but decided we would rather lay out on the front lawn than pay $15 for parking. So after a nice day in the dirt and grass, we decided to go to the fireworks in Hyannis. Jocelyn, Alyssa, and I took my car, with Drew and her wonderful boyfriend Mike following us in Drew's car. Unfortunately, we weren't the only ones to think to go to the fireworks that night, and due to crazy traffic and no parking whatsoever, the two cars got split up. So Jocelyn, Alyssa, and I found a nice spot in the midst of thousands of other people on the Hyannis green. The fireworks were fantastic - and it really felt like summer had officially kicked in. At one point Jocelyn turned to us and said..."You know, I truly feel blessed right now. There is no place I would rather be." Both Alyssa and myself wholeheartedly agreed. On the way home from Hyannis we stopped at Blondie's to visit Jenn/get ice cream and Jocelyn and I both talked about how excited we were for our FAVORITE HOLIDAY (July 4th).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt fine that night when I went to bed, but I woke up Sunday morning with an AWFUL pain in my right side. At first, I thought it was just a cramp, and got out of bed to walk around the house. I tried everything I could think of, stretching, drinking a glass of water, breathing really deeply...this cramp would just not go away. I was laying on our couch when Jocelyn came out into the living room and asked what was wrong. "I don't know...I have this really bad cramp...it's really bad...it's actually like the worst thing I have ever felt." I could barely move. Jocelyn got me some motrin and a glass of water. Immediately after I took the motrin, I got sick in the bathroom and knew it was bad. Alyssa called an ambulance and in literally five minutes they were there. I can't really recall anything from then on, other than the pain and people asking me 300 questions. Alyssa came with me in the ambulance and Alyssa's mom came right after we arrived. They stuck by my side the entire day After hearing the news, my mom drove the three hours to get here and arrived right after I had a CAT scan. They put me on some AWESOME pain medication and I slept for about an hour. When I woke up, it was official: I had kidney stones. I went back to Alyssa's house for the night, and she and her mother waited on me hand and foot. We were supposed to sing the National Anthem at the Bourne Braves game but the girls decided to cancel everything for the night. I got a flood of text messages and phone calls from all the girls, and Drew had even packed me a bag of clothes, my stuffed bunny (yeah, yeah...laugh it up), my iPod, my phone charger, and a framed picture of me and my boyfriend. I felt so loved and so looked after, and even through the absolutely excruciating pain (yes...it was that bad) I couldn't help but think "You know, I truly feel blessed right now. There is no place I would rather be."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30420638-115197505740163527?l=capeharmony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeharmony.blogspot.com/feeds/115197505740163527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30420638&amp;postID=115197505740163527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30420638/posts/default/115197505740163527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30420638/posts/default/115197505740163527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeharmony.blogspot.com/2006/07/true-friend-is-there-for-you-when-they.html' title='&quot;A True Friend Is There For You When They Would Rather Be Somewhere Else.&quot;'/><author><name>Molly Graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014984793627513828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o140/mollygraham86/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30420638.post-115169598698489882</id><published>2006-06-30T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T22:09:35.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>India.Arie, My Love For Cape Cod, and Patrick McKenna</title><content type='html'>I must say I have gotten some fantastic feedback from a ton of people about the new blog! And by a ton of people, I mean my mother, my brother, and the girls in the group. But hey - it's only been two days since the blog was made. I'll give it at least a week before I expect my Pulitzer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, we will be singing the National Anthem at the Harwich Mariners game tonight, 7:00 - be there! And then I believe I will be skipping over to the Hyannis Sound show - everyone in the group went last Friday and I was unable to go. I can't wait! I've never been to one of their shows, and though I'll admit I listen to them on my iPod constantly, I know going to a live show will be a completely different experience. This summer has given me the opportunity to meet the Hyannis Sound, and I must say, they are not only extremely talented, but they are the nicest bunch of young men that I have ever met. Not to mention - their ravishing good looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a new obsession in the Cape Harmony house. Well, four of us have a new obsession anyway. "Testimony, Vol. 1: Life &amp;amp; Relationship", India.Arie's new CD is absolutely the most amazing thing that I have ever heard. Drew, Jenn, Melissa, and I listened to it for about 6 hours last night after rehearsal, and it is just fantastic - and highly recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided that Cape Cod is one of the greatest places on the face of the earth. It hit me today when Drew and I were laying out on the front lawn getting some sun and reading Cosmopolitan. Our neighbors came out to talk to us and everyone is just so darn friendly. One woman walked by and said "Hey, did I hear you guys rehearsing the other night? You guys sound GREAT!" I love it. I don't think I have been bored once since I've been here, even WITHOUT cable! Crazy. Absolutely crazy. I love Cape Cod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you may have seen, my lovely brother, Patrick McKenna, has left a comment on the first entry. He made fun of my "summer sisters" comment, but I deserve that, so I'll let it slide. Sometimes my cheesiness runs away from me. Patrick is a 25-year-old bachelor residing in Cincinnati, Ohio. Patrick enjoys long walks on the beach and his favorite color is green. I put the responsibility of finding Patrick a wife on myself for this summer - and I HAVE HIT THE JACKPOT! I have decided on Amanda Mulhall. That's right, Cape Harmony's own Amanda Mulhall. They have so many things in common! Their favorite movie is Gladiator, and their favorite show is South Park. They also both tend to give me this look that tells me they are both irritated with me and exasperated by my antics, but I know that look is out of pure love. Also, I would really like Amanda to be my sister-in-law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family is spending the first two weeks of July in Rhode Island, and they are going to be coming to some shows. I'm really just trying to make Pat and Amanda's meeting feel as awkward as possible. For my viewing pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'll have a point to my next entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"There's hope, it doesn't cost a thing to smile, and you don't have to pay to laugh - you better thank God for that." -India.Arie-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30420638-115169598698489882?l=capeharmony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeharmony.blogspot.com/feeds/115169598698489882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30420638&amp;postID=115169598698489882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30420638/posts/default/115169598698489882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30420638/posts/default/115169598698489882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeharmony.blogspot.com/2006/06/indiaarie-my-love-for-cape-cod-and.html' title='India.Arie, My Love For Cape Cod, and Patrick McKenna'/><author><name>Molly Graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014984793627513828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o140/mollygraham86/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30420638.post-115156048128054283</id><published>2006-06-28T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T22:10:56.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cape Harmony's First Season!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well hellooooo Cape Harmony fans! I have been designated (okay...I begged) to be the official &lt;strong&gt;blogger&lt;/strong&gt; of Cape Harmony's first season.&lt;/span&gt; Before I dive into the first month of my Cape Harmony experience...I'll give you a more "up close and personal" glimpse into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Molly McKenna, but everyone in the group refers to me as Molly Graham. I'll get into &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;story some other day. I will be a Junior at Keene State College (not Keene State University, as Alyssa so lovingly and annoyingly mistakes it for constantly) in the fall, with my main focus on Journalism and Sociology. Everyone was extremely suprised when I joined "Chock Full o' Notes", the all-female A Cappella group on campus, because I kept my singing on the "down low", as they say. I don't really know why I never told anyone that I loved to sing, but I didn't - and my parents are still slightly confused about it. The truth is - I absolutely love to sing, and I love A Cappella even more. When I heard about the auditions for Cape Harmony, I kind of freaked out. I drove my roommates nuts for two whole months, begging them to listen to many, many potential audition songs, and forcing them to listen to my whining and nervous chatter. The day of auditions arrived, and I drove to Boston, sat anxiously for six hours,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;came close to vomiting out of sheer nervousness, auditioned, and drove back to New Hampshire. On my way back to my apartment, I stopped at my dear friend Lisa's house. I nonchalantly checked the Cape Harmony website on her laptop, and when I realized that the list of the girls who made it were already up, I slammed her computer shut. Lisa pushed me aside and opened it back up and then started screaming and jumping around the room. "I MADE IT?! I MADE IT?!" I screamed. "YEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHH" she screamed back. AND THUS: the story of how I came to be a member of Cape Harmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cape Harmony has been the best thing to ever happen to me - not only have I met eight amazing, talented, beautiful, wonderful girls, but I get to spend a summer on &lt;em&gt;Cape Cod.&lt;/em&gt; It is one THOUSAND times better than spending another summer in small town Keene, New Hampshire, working at Pier 1 Imports, with the closest beach two hours away. Bored yet? Sorry...you have quite a ways to go...I have a whole month to cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the first few weeks of summer back in my hometown, Manchester, Connecticut, catching up with my parents and my high school friends. May 20, 2006 came alot faster than I imagined. And so, I packed up my little black Honda with every single article of clothing that I owned, some beach towels, and of &lt;em&gt;course&lt;/em&gt;, my iPod. I made the three hour drive to Dennisport, Massachusettes, a strange, unfamiliar little beach town. I followed the directions and pulled up to a cute, Cape-stlye (obviously) house. I walked into the house, and realized that I was the first one to get there. I staked out a bed and threw my stuff down. I wandered around the empty house, which smelled perfect - just like the beach, and waited for everyone else to get there. After about a half hour, I got REALLY worried that I had wandered into the wrong house - and then I heard a car pull into the driveway. I walked outside and met Amanda for the first time. We (awkwardly) introduced ourselves as I helped her unload her car. Honestly, how can it NOT be awkward when you're meeting someone you're going to be spending the next three months living practically on top of eachother? The other girls trickled in slowly but surely, and pretty soon, the house was swarming with eight girls. After everyone was settled, it turned out that Drew would be my roommate. Drew is just the most adorable person I have ever seen. She has this uncanny ability to make everyone feel fantastic about who they are, and my only complaint about Drew (and it isn't really a complaint at all) is that sometimes we end up staying up until 5 AM having conversations about all kinds of serious, and dumb, things. Anyway, after the first few hours at the house - I felt like I had known everyone for years. All we did was laugh. We laughed at everything, even things that weren't funny at all. We laughed at the fact that we only got channels 2 through 22, and everything after that was just a little too fuzzy to watch. We laughed at the fact that we didn't have internet and then began to "borrow" it from whoever had wireless on our street (shhhh). We were able to find something hysterical about every situation, and immediatly, these girls became my...dare I say something this cheesey...summer sisters? Oh, yeah...I went there. But in all honesty, it really is great living in a house with seven other girls. The only downfall is missing Shannon all the time...as she is the only member that doesn't live with us. She lives in a nice air-conditioned house, where she has access to real food, and I'm &lt;em&gt;sure &lt;/em&gt;she is soooo jealous of us in our 105 degree house full of ramen noodles and lots and lots of rice cakes. However, we do have lots of ice pops in the freezer. And about 10,000 packets of microwavable rice - but those all belong to Amanda. Sometimes, a few of the rice packets slip and fall to the very back of the cabinet and Amanda gets angry and thinks we ate them (personally, I'm ALWAYS craving microwavable rice), and then she stands up on a chair and sees the hidden packet, apologizes, and sheepishly walks over to the microwave. This has happened at least three times. In my presence. There is always someone to watch "Sex and the City" with, always someone to go to the beach or shopping with, and always someone to borrow something from. It truly is a beautiful situation. I feel like MTV should be taping this and making it into a reality series. I can see it now...a rip-off of "The Real World" and "MADE".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next two weeks were a CRAZY blur of working during the day and having six hour rehearsals at night. However, there were the precious Fridays and Saturdays (our two days off) when we would lay on the beach all day and come home and dance around the house like a bunch of crazy people. We quickly learned ten songs, eleven counting the National Anthem, which we performed for the first time at the Bourne Braves/Wareham Gatemen game. We got a great reaction from the crowd, and it was such a good time. We'll be doing the National Anthem at a ton more of the Cape baseball league games, so keep an ear out for us! Our first actual concert was just last Thursday. We sang outside of Grille 16, a great restaurant in Hyannis, where a fundraiser for the Hyannis Street Fair was being held. I can't even begin to explain how amazing it was! We got such an amazing reaction from everyone! People were actually coming out of the stores to listen, and some people were literally stopping their cars in the middle of Main Street! Not to toot our own horn (pun intended...get it...cars...) but we caused quite the traffic jam. Special thanks to Alyssa's mom, who supplied us with water bottles, Drew's mom, who handed out a ton of business cards, and Jenn's mom, for making us feel darn good about our performance ("I didn't think you guys would be &lt;em&gt;THAT &lt;/em&gt;good!"). After that, we went to Not Your Average Joe's for dinner. I got pizza. It was really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our most recent concert was actually last night at the Dennis Gazebo on Route 28. A great crowd showed up, and people were dancing around. We had so much fun, and I really think the audience did too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay well this has just been way too long, and I want to deeply thank anyone who has read this entire thing. I promise my next entries will be way shorter. Keep checking back to the blog for more way exciting entries and updates on our shows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;I love people who make me laugh. I honestly think it's the thing I like most, to laugh. It cures a multitude of ills." -Audrey Hepburn-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30420638-115156048128054283?l=capeharmony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeharmony.blogspot.com/feeds/115156048128054283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30420638&amp;postID=115156048128054283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30420638/posts/default/115156048128054283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30420638/posts/default/115156048128054283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeharmony.blogspot.com/2006/06/cape-harmonys-first-season.html' title='Cape Harmony&apos;s First Season!'/><author><name>Molly Graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014984793627513828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o140/mollygraham86/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
