The news arrived...

I was waiting to see if I got cast in the next show. I hope you didn't think I was pregnant!

I did, but in a way lesser part than I have now. But I think that's okay. The music is way harder and I think it will be a growing and learning experience. I wasn't really right for most of the scripted parts, but I'm happy to be in the chorus.

I'm really aiming for a big role for the show that will be next spring. A whole year away, but all of this practice will pay off, I hope and I will get the part of my dreams next year.

We'll see.

Waiting...

and waiting and waiting. It's so hard.

I keep checking my email for a little piece of news that I'm waiting for and I'm still waiting.

Argh, Matey. It's enough to make me talk like a pirate. Which is better than a sailor.

Because we all know sailors have potty-mouths.

Ukulele's Rock

Love it.

She won, by the way. :)

The show gets reviewed...

So, the review was pretty good. Words like charming and cozy and well-developed are used for the over-all performance of the show. The daughters in general were praised, as well as the song we all sing together. That's all happy.

And then... "Amy A. plays and sings the role of Tzeitel (wait for it) CAPABLY.

Every girls dreams of being called CAPABLE.

Don't get me wrong, the review was good. Other actors were described as able and suitable. So I'm in good company.

But, man. Capable is kind of a let down.