UTTERLY BLIND!!!

Okay, certain aspects of the end of Oliver! really do depress me. Knowing this is the last show I'll be doing with my dear dear friend Sarah Carey, and, as it turns out, Gerard dePrinzio - that's the absolute worst. And there's Billy, and Layne (who slays me), and Cathy, and Lynne, and Nick, and McKenzi, and Camille, and Alex, and... Still, I know I'll see everyone from the show somewhat frequently - no one's getting out of my life that easy.

But it's very strange to walk away from Moonlight without knowing when I'll be back - I've always had another project lined up and right now, my plate is clear.

Because I still have no information about Blood Brothers. Or, at least, no information about it from my standpoint. The female roles are still not cast. In my own self-centered little world, I'm afraid it's because David desperately wants me to NOT be in the show. Hopefully that's just paranoia. But from what I DO know, the cast is spectacular.

Today I'm happy because I slept with Little Bit out of the crate again (out of guilt) and I awoke with the usual dread (where's the accident and how hard is it going to be to clean up?), but found that she'd actually figured out that the puppy pad on the bathroom floor was meant for her use! What a good girl! And puppy trained at a mere seven years old! I'm such a proud mommy. (She was crate-trained at adoption a year ago, and I've never been able to get her to full-blown house-trained, which I have been assured is the curse of a tiny dog - infinitely difficult to fully train.)

I believe the plan is this: Batman Begins, Muvico IMAX screen, Friday night. Can't freaking wait. Now I just have to get Mr. and Mrs. Smith out of the way...