The Bible says, "Chic and you will find."
Dec. 12th, 2004 10:28 pmI'm not quite sure why I even went to the audition tonight. I really, really should have brought some crocheting along to keep me company and warm. All that I did today was to sing (very ill, I thought) a bit of a Sarah song. Getting towards 9:30, the director came up to me and apologized for not having a chance to read. I told her that that was ok, since some of the other women didn't have a whole lot of chances and I had read the week before. I hope that didn't make me look like I was unwilling to read (although that part has always been my least favorite unless I get to read the guy part, which I always did for auditions for the high school shows). So, she once again told everyone to come back tomorrow. I really don't want to waste another 3 hours of my life, but Mom says that I should go. I guess I don't want to look like a prissy prima donna, eh?
But really, how can one compete when there was a girl there who brought an 8x10 glossy black and white professional picture of herself to the audition? I really can't. Or a rather operatic voice/music teacher. Of course, there was girl there named Brittany, and she did a perfect Brittany Spears pop rendition of "Memory". There's Sir Andrew Lloyd Webber rolling over in his not-quite grave right now.
It didn't help that I was feeling wretched the entire afternoon/evening. I talked to Christine and she said that it couldn't have been lunch that was giving me all sorts of food poisoning and it obviously wasn't my Cheerios for breakfast. On my way to the audition, I realized that I had eaten a cinnamon roll at Sunday School which had tasted off. I blame that. So this afternoon, instead of being productive, or even taking a nap, I worked on the blanket of doom and watched the Eloise movies for the Gavin Creel. Except, my brother called in the middle of his song and dance number. ::sigh::

So now you know that I can actually crochet. This was a blanket I made for Mink but then was handed down to Bob. So, if you ever want a homemade blanket, I'll make you one! Not that anyone would, but I figured that since I ramble on about it, you might as well see what one looked like. The scarf was so Mink could woo the boys home so they could see her blanket of the same colours. I don't think it had a good success rate, though.
I went to Panera with Melanie and Matt for lunch this afternoon and haven't eaten since. Now I'm actually hungry, but it is almost 11. Bad time to eat. Maybe... a hobnob!
Nope, I got a roll instead. Thank goodness I'm not on a low carb diet. Not as good as bagettes from France, though. I received another email from LJ today about my account and was quite amused that it was addressed to "Little Welsh Nationalist". Ah, the strange nicknames we pick for ourselves.
Ugh, board meeting tomorrow. Now that will make me not want to roll out of bed tomorrow. Except, there is the promise of books. What to pick, what to pick.
Nos da!
But really, how can one compete when there was a girl there who brought an 8x10 glossy black and white professional picture of herself to the audition? I really can't. Or a rather operatic voice/music teacher. Of course, there was girl there named Brittany, and she did a perfect Brittany Spears pop rendition of "Memory". There's Sir Andrew Lloyd Webber rolling over in his not-quite grave right now.
It didn't help that I was feeling wretched the entire afternoon/evening. I talked to Christine and she said that it couldn't have been lunch that was giving me all sorts of food poisoning and it obviously wasn't my Cheerios for breakfast. On my way to the audition, I realized that I had eaten a cinnamon roll at Sunday School which had tasted off. I blame that. So this afternoon, instead of being productive, or even taking a nap, I worked on the blanket of doom and watched the Eloise movies for the Gavin Creel. Except, my brother called in the middle of his song and dance number. ::sigh::

So now you know that I can actually crochet. This was a blanket I made for Mink but then was handed down to Bob. So, if you ever want a homemade blanket, I'll make you one! Not that anyone would, but I figured that since I ramble on about it, you might as well see what one looked like. The scarf was so Mink could woo the boys home so they could see her blanket of the same colours. I don't think it had a good success rate, though.
I went to Panera with Melanie and Matt for lunch this afternoon and haven't eaten since. Now I'm actually hungry, but it is almost 11. Bad time to eat. Maybe... a hobnob!
Nope, I got a roll instead. Thank goodness I'm not on a low carb diet. Not as good as bagettes from France, though. I received another email from LJ today about my account and was quite amused that it was addressed to "Little Welsh Nationalist". Ah, the strange nicknames we pick for ourselves.
Ugh, board meeting tomorrow. Now that will make me not want to roll out of bed tomorrow. Except, there is the promise of books. What to pick, what to pick.
Nos da!
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Date: 2004-12-13 04:04 am (UTC)And I'm sorry you weren't feeling well either. :-/ ::hugs::
And break a leg!
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Date: 2004-12-13 04:34 am (UTC)I'm sorry you weren't feeling quite the thing, too. ::hugs back::
Thanks.
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Date: 2004-12-13 04:06 am (UTC)::ROLLING::
Oooooooo! The blanket is NICE!
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Date: 2004-12-13 04:39 am (UTC)Thanks. :)
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Date: 2004-12-13 04:51 am (UTC)That is really kewl! I want one though! :-)
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Date: 2004-12-13 04:21 am (UTC)I think that had to be if not my favorite blanket, at least in my top three blankets I've ever made.
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Date: 2004-12-14 04:04 am (UTC)And I haven't really given you all that much, silly girl.
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Date: 2004-12-14 06:23 pm (UTC)And I intended to stick around anyway. There are no ulterior motives. So there.
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