The Roar of The Greasepaint

After a grueling week of rehearsals the show is over. We had a blast and the audience did too. My son even said the show was great. So now I'm sitting in my bed relaxing from the rush and resting my poor voice. I've had a terrible cold all week but the show must go on so I talked very little yesterday and today. My voice made it through the show. It's a little sad because most of us won't see each other until next summer.

I told the director that on Thursday I was saying I wouldn't do this again next year. He laughed and said 'of course you will.' You know what, he's right. I love performing with this company, aww hell, I love performing. So in March I'll be putting together my audition song for another summer season of theater. And come next November I'll still be up on that stage dancing and singing my brains out and having an awesome time.

We all just keep coming back. What fun. And now I'm going nite nite.

Birthday

Happy Birthday blackillya. Hope it's a great day.