Cheaper By The Dozen

Remember that audition, so long ago, with my cannibal monologue? Yes, well, you may have noticed a dearth of posts (probably you didn't, but my ego likes to think you did). That's because I'm not just a blogger, now, I'm an actress.

The play opens August 7th. You should book a plane, get a babysitter, whatever, and come see me as ... The Maid. I have 7 lines. I'm amazing. Brilliant, heart-wrenching prose like this:

I set you out a snack. No decent food on trains. And there's cookies and ice cream for the rest of you.

Yes, my monologue was significantly longer than my entire part in the play, BUT what's really important is I am getting out of the house, doing something that makes me happy, spending time with my eldest child (he has 19 lines ...), and forcing myself to talk to and build relationships with people.

But probably, I should have gotten a part-time job instead. Isn't there a grant out there for a stay-at-home mom to participate in community theatre?? Our countries priorities are so messed up.

The play runs clear until September 18th, Mondays, Fridays, Saturdays, so you certainly have plenty of time to clear your schedule of trivialities and make room for what's really important.

Bonus: Greg agreed I could do one play a year. Next spring this theatre is doing Into The Woods. It's my favorite musical. I'll start learning how to sing and maybe, just maybe, if I say my prayers and pay my tithing, fate will smile on me.