The Village Idiot!

Now that is not my official title like Village Idiot played by Kristin Johnson, but when you see me dance it is obvious. We started practicing about a month before we opened (didn't help) and in the scene with Gaston we dance and bang our beer mugs. Well as I have mentioned before I am not a dancer it is because my friend Jenny in 5th grade told me never to dance again in my life...so I didn't. And no matter how many times I have done Hip Hop Abs that didn't help either. Then to top it off they put me in heels and on the front row (because I can't be seen anywhere else). Which not only am I not a dancer but I am also clumsy! I know one of these times I am going to fall off my heels, fall off the stage and right into the laps of the people on the front row. I am happy to say that I have made it through two performances and I have remained upright...except for a little slip while running down some stairs...nobody saw I was backstage! I am very glad I auditioned it has been one of the funnest experiences in my life. The people are amazing, the costumes are outstanding (Well done Kody & Danny Rash)! And despite the fear of truly being the Village Idiot very grateful that they looked past the tap dancing and took me on anyways!!

The theatre, the theatre...

I have always wanted to be in a play. It is one of the items on my "have to do before I die" list. So I went looking for auditions. I came across Beauty and the Beast, but auditions were a week away, so I frantically started searching for a song. I chose "Singin' in the Rain" I figured I knew that song well enough that I could show "character." Day of auditions comes I am physically ill I am so nervous. I get to the the theatre and find out I have to audition with 11 others. I am number 10. So now you have to listen to others and get even more nervous. I mean all I really wanted to do was be tree in the background and if my arms got tired from holding them up I would pretend it was the wind. My turn comes and I start singing and I think I'm having a heart attack but I keep singing. Well, it was getting closer, and closer to the dancing part of the song...I don't dance...I was hoping they would cut me off sooner. So I say "This would be the part that I would tap dance if I knew how...Oh, what the heck I will try it anyways!" I then proceeded to tap around the stage looking like a complete idiot. They enjoyed it though! I am now in Beauty and the Beast...I play the village idiot! :)

He's just not that into you!

There is a book out there that every woman needs to read. It is called "He's just not that into you" it is written by Greg Behrendt and the lady who was the writer on the show Sex and the City. What a great book to build up your self esteem. The concept of the book is to let you know that you are a fox, that you deserved to be loved, and to stop wasting your time on the losers that are just not that into you. That is every guy who says he is going to call but never does, the guy who drops off the face of the earth, the guy who is so busy (which he says busy=asshole), the guy who only wants to see you on his terms (when he either wants a free meal or a little yum-yum), the guy who breaks up with you with no explanation, etc. There is an answer it is HE'S JUST NOT THAT INTO YOU and is too much of a loser, chicken, asshole, insert your own word here to actually say it to your face. Cause yes it may hurt at first if they were man enough to say it but then at least you would know and not waste your time and energy on wondering what is wrong with you, did you say something wrong, what? YOU ARE BETTER THAN THAT!! YOU ARE WONDERFUL, BEAUTIFUL AND WORTH IT! If there is a guy who you like, but he hasn't asked you out yet, quit trying to get him to notice you by arranging when you can see him again, quit wondering if he doesn't have your number. If he wanted you, then he would have already asked you out, face it he's just not that into you. I know that this is a hard concept, but when you do finally accept it and see through the stories in the book things you have done, you will realize how wonderful you are and refuse to have anything less in your life. Please read it, it changed my life and I hope it will help yours!!

When I grow up!

Lately, I have been thinking about growing up. I know I will never grow up like that, although in the last 4 years I did grow one whole inch. No I wasn't wearing shoes or had my hair too fluffy. I am thinking about actually growing up and buying a home. This is a huge step for anyone, you have to find a place, make sure you have enough money, you have down payments, all the taxes and other stuff I know that I don't know about. But despite all of that I would love a place of my own. You get to a certain age and the whole roommate thing is just not working for you. They are all too young and studpid and you vow that you were never like that though in all reality you were exactly like that but why admit it. The late night parties, the I think my mom still lives here so I don't need to do my dishes begins to take a toll on someone my age. Lets be honest I am not a spring chicken anymore. What I never thought would happen as happened. I now am ready to go to bed at 9, I creak and crack when I get up and down. Stop the insanity! I wish sometimes that life would not have passed by so fast but it has and so the next logical step is to buy a house...wish me luck!

Oh, sweet mystery of life at last I found him...

J/K everyone, I have not found anyone yet unless you count my two 7 year old nephews who seem to think I rock!! I have been thinking lately isn't it funny that on your quest to find the right one you have to go through so many bad ones first. My mom is concerned that I am getting too old and becoming a menace, plus I thinks she wants more grandchildren (she said she is even having dreams about my kids), so she has taken it upon herself to find me a man. I have been out with every Tom, Dick and Harry, as well as Harry's cousin twice removed, Bubba. I think that my mother carries my picture around with her and shows it to ANY male she can find. It doesn't just stop with her, she has even roped my sisters and dad into her evil plan. My sister even went as far as setting me up a new email address and emailing some guy who wrote an article in the paper about him having diabetes,and look at him now, yada, yada, yada. When she told me about it she said she based the "match" on that fact that we both had diabetes so we we would be perfect. Which leads me to my second point, when you do agree to go on one of these "matches" the thought always comes to mind, what made you think that we would be perfect together. Having a disease together doesn't make you a match made in heaven, it means you are going to be poor with all the medical bills you will now have. Or the couples that want to see their friends as happy as they are so they set you up with their single friends and by the end of your night, you would have rathered have all your teeth pulled. So the question remains how do you find the right someone? Do you keep getting set-up on these excruiatinglly painful nights and pray that maybe this next one will be the final time you will have to do this. Or do you just give up all together and hope that fate is on your side? I am almost to the latter I don't know how many more evenings with Bubba I can manage. Until that time I will endure hoping that it is soon over and I can get on with the next stage of my life. Good luck with yours and if you know anyone single send them my way!