In The FACE!!

Saturday and Sunday's shows were infinitely better. A few highlights:

Panic setting in before "Clouds" and "When Do The Good Things Start" every night.

Slamming Ben in the face with Linus's blanket - a blanket to the face at 50 mph makes a funny noise. (I didn't mean to hit him in the face quite so hard, but it was pretty funny, especially when I could hear the reaction from the cast almost as loud as the audience...)

"And considers that a reasonababable requesesest."

Kids - we had children at both performances, and that's so much fun. They are so overwhelmed by everything, and it was so hard to get through the pawpet shows - there was an adorable little girl in the front row on Saturday who was so excited she actually cried out "Yay! Puppets!!"

Chili's with the entire cast/crew on Saturday, with Bill drawing disturbing pictures and Kyle and Nick trying to pull off the "I'll have the spaghetti basket" point-and-order Dane Cook bit, which almost worked until I caught the waiter's reaction and started to laugh, causing Kyle to laugh also because the three of us are incapable of looking at each other.

Sunday at Tracy and Bill's for Burnout 3 and pizza/beer/chips/cookies. Around 10:00, surrounded by junk food and empty beer bottles, with a video game hangover, watching MTV, I had a pretty severe flashback to my Stetson time and decided it was time to head home for a few hours of being with J and acting like I have responsibilities (love you, honey!).

And here is my personal favourite moment. We have to run down the side of the theatre to the front door to greet people on their way out (not my favourite thing to do), and yesterday a complete stranger shook my hand and said "Are you really Lucy?" Now that was really cool, and a great compliment to my performance...but then she says, "You don't even have to work at this!" And I'm thinking "Wait...was that a continuation of the compliment, or did this total stranger just call me a bitch?" Nick, who was standing next to me, managed to hold it together until she left, and then started roaring while I wandered inside, dazed. Everyone thought it was very funny, and I recovered quickly, assuming that she meant it in a good way. At least I'm getting a good reaction to the role.

La Mancha rehearsals start tonight. Stephanie (who I got to talk to yesterday, yay!) asked me if I was ever planning on taking a break again. Funny....I kinda wonder the same myself sometimes.

I wish I was in a different place right now, with regards to my face - the odds of this are impossible: This Tuesday, the national touring company of Miss Saigon is having an open call non-union audition IN ORLANDO for the immediate replacement of Ellen, one of my dream roles. And here I am in braces with a year to go, prepping for surgery and unable to change career paths.

Awkward moment of the day, week, month: Jan calling me over to warmly let me know that I was not her second choice for Aldonza. I appreciated it, and it does make me feel good that she cares, but it was sort of an uncomfortable moment. (Makes you wonder...like, did Oliver Stone pull J. Lo aside after U-Turn and tell her that he was glad he got her instead of Sharon Stone? I hope so.) So okay, who squealed?