“It’s your first big decision,
The choice isn’t easy to make.
To arrive at a ball
Is exciting and all-
Once you’re there, though, it’s scary.
And it’s fun to deceive
When you know you can leave,
But you have to be wary.
There’s a lot that’s at stake,
But you’ve stalled long enough,
‘Cause you’re still standing stuck
In the stuff on the steps…”
- “Steps of the Palace”, Into the Woods

You ever have one of those days where you woke up, thinking you had it all figured out, but once the frenzy stopped, you realized that you know nothing?

“Lemme ’splain.
…
No, there is too much.  Let me sum up.”
- “The Princess Bride”

Live theatre is an amayzing thing.  Something happens on opening night that is similar to pregnancy amnesia, where you completely forget the hell and the torture that you’ve endured, and you live completely in the now.  The applause, the make-up, the lights, and the adoration fuels you.  And you think, “Ah.. this is good.  This is a good show.”

We had a PHENOMENAL opening weekend.  Great crowds, tons of smiling faces, and kids lining up to meet the Cat-in-the-Hat, Horton the Elephant, Gertrude, and the Pink Bird.  Yes, I have a name, but kids affectionately refer to me as “the pink bird”.  Which, you know, fits.

Lots of REALLY stupid drama backstage, none of which bears repeating on here.  I will say, though, that this has been a killer learning experience.  I’ve learned that respect goes a long way.  I’ve learned that being outlandishly fun backstage can turn a sour dressing room around.  And most importantly, I (forgive the self-indulgence) am a lot wiser than some give me credit for.

I was blessed enough to get a review straight from the target demo’s mouth, when Bryan and The Boy came to opening.  He LOVED it.  Went nuts over it.  And when I came home, was almost timid about approaching me.  He hovered around me, the way he is scared to play with a new toy sometimes.  “I like your eyes,” he kept saying.  They also gave me a huge bouquet of gerber daisies, which made opening night complete.

Today, I feel like a normal person again.  Bryan has been wonderful to take care of me at the theatre, and keeping the house in order at home.  I can’t wait for us to be home at the same time.  Someday.

I wish I had more to talk about, but since I saw no daylight that wasn’t created by a moving light this weekend, my life is kinda boring and narrow.  I’ll see what I can get pissed about before the day’s out.. you KNOW you miss my ranting.