Magic Changes, Indeed

I have to say one thing for Ashley Wilsey - she is an ahaMAzing dancer and choreographer. The steps were perfect for the song, and it looked great when she did it at tempo, but she taught it to us at sufficient retard-speed for someone like me to pick it up and, miraculously, actually retain it.

I also had the sudden revelation this morning that I may have pinned something on someone almost a year ago that was actually attributable to someone else. It's not anything I ever accused anyone of on here, I don't think, so there's no need to bring up the details now, but I just hate that...when you realize you may have been holding part of a grudge wrongfully.

So...thank you everyone for all your support and kind words and just general awesomeness about the Grease part. I hate to run test patterns on you, but it turns out I should have kept my mouth shut a bit longer. I didn't get un-cast or anything, but I did have to drop the show. It's a shame in a way, because I only got to spend seven hours with some of the nicest people I've ever met. I think this was the first theatre and cast I've ever walked into and felt immediately accepted and welcomed by everyone there. My awkward period only lasted one day, and it's usually at least a week. But the schedule is just too hard - I think I'm getting too old for this. I've made the decision to shift my life and priorities to Lake County. For a moment, I selfishly wavered in those commitments. But when I got home last night and Travis was already in bed and the dogs were already crated and the dishes were done and the bathrooms were clean, I suddenly felt sad, a little alone, and a lot unfair to a lot of people. I'll be no good to a director if I can't give his show my whole heart.

So I now get to figure out where the balance is between every waking second together and every waking second apart.

But how good it all felt - the phone call, the audition, the new group of people, the dancing, the pride and fear and nervousness, the encouragement from so many friends...the voicemail from John M. that I had to listen to twice and save because it was just so darned nice...

Bummer. I know. I was kinda looking forward to it too. But hey - who wants to go see Grease with me on March 9??? It's definitely going to be a hell of a good show.