Well, my summer schedule is now WIDE open. I am not Mrs. Potts. I did get a personal call from the director saying that my rendition of the song made her cry, but that I am not matronly enough. Ha! I guess that is a compliment? So evidently, Beauty and the Beast is not a good show for a 32 year old. Too old to be Belle, not old enough to be Mrs. Potts. Not floozy enough to be Babette. I could be the chest of drawers... She asked if I was interested in the chorus, but I feel that with my kids as young as they are it isn't worth the sacrifice it would be to THEM to have me commit to all those rehearsals to be a cheese grater in the dinner scene. So I will be the choral task master and whip those singers into shape. The time commitment won't be as bad and if I can't make a rehearsal or two it won't be too bad because the Music Director will be running the show anyway. And as the rehearsal schedule heats up my involvement will taper off because I will have taught them the songs and forced them to have impeccable diction anyway. And BTW, the gal who DID get Mrs. Potts just oozes the character. She walks into the room and she IS Mrs. Potts. So there are no hard feelings. Those are the breaks. This is why I changed my major from performance to education. It's hard to make a living off of hoping the "Mrs. Potts Incarnate" is not auditioning opposite you.
Brian did not get a lead role either. She really wants him for the chorus because he is a strong singer, but he initially signed up so he could do this with me, so he doesn't want to commit to a summer of rehearsals where he is hanging out with OTHER people. Maybe next year. Lets see, what should I campaign for? Annie Get Your Gun? Sound of Music? Those have not-too-young, not-too-old characters. I would probably be called back for the head nun. Climb Every Mountain, anyone??
I am off to frost my 3-D Egg cake for dinner tomorrow. Then I think I will hit Fred Meyer after th girls go to bed to see if I can find an Eastery dress for myself. The worst day of the week to get dressed for me is Sunday. I hate spending money on dresses because they get so little use (so impractical for everyday when you have three kids) but then I have only two or three choices when Sunday rolls around. So I think I need to go see if I can remedy that. Nothing like retail therapy to lift my spirits.
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