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15 September 2009 @ 11:24 pm
*iz ded* or *mah feet hurt*  
After a crapulous (personal) rehearsal last night, tonight's was much better. I DO not know how I'm going to do my 2 quick changes, though - I didn't even have time to change my SHOES tonight, let alone go from a dress to a negligee to a ball gown. Oi. It'll be tricky. Because unless I get naked for all of backstage to see, it's gonna be a tough one. And although I play a whore on stage, I am pretty modest in real life. If, indeed, you can call backstage real life.

In other news, we got a new mattress and box springs today. It's taller than our old one, so I feel like I'm perched up on a platform. I LOVED our old one - I mean LOVED it - so this one better not suck. Nolan got it for his back issues. He's currently snoring beside me, so so far, so good on that front.

When the mattress man (That's his name, by the by. He's got this mattress thing on the side; he actually owns a data forms business. I don't care if our mattress is black market or fell off a truck, as long as it's comfy, though.) took our old mattress, after I vacuumed up a spectacular amount of dust, I found my charm bracelet that I got for Christmas that's been missing since May. I thought I'd lost it in a hotel room, so that brought me a lot of joy. Woot! And I'd never told Nolan that it was missing. Dodged a bullet, there.

I should probably tell him that I ran into the garage wall last week, though, huh? And messed up the sheet rock and my car door. *nods* I'm just waiting for the right moment. Married girls, you know what I mean. *wink*

And, last but not least: I have minion(s) of my very own! My nine year old mowed the backyard all by himself today. I had to start the mower for him, but that's it. I cannot tell you how much that helps out. He was all proud (though trying to negotiate a salary) and I didn't have to haul my rear out there and do it. JOY all around.

That's it. I'm going into a coma-like sleep, now. See you on the flip side.
I feel:: exhaustedexhausted
I hear:: aforementioned snoring
dragonsangel68: TW - Edward shirtlessdragonsangel68 on September 16th, 2009 04:54 am (UTC)
I remember that very 'perched up' feeling when we got our new mattress and springs! You'll get used to it *nods*

Yes, timing is everything *wink*

Yay for having a working minion! They're very handy to have around (at least while they're not trying to negotiate a wage and conditions *eye roll*).
The Mellifluous Leaper 182: Hamster - Hugsleaper182 on September 16th, 2009 06:55 am (UTC)
It's a shame you can't have a rippy dress.

Dress! *rips off to reveal negligee underneath* Negligee! And go!

O Demanding One: Urs: RainRainRainComingDownDownDownheyurs on September 16th, 2009 01:00 pm (UTC)

*giggling*   Yeah, you better go ahead and tell him about the garage wall, hon.   *nods*

WOOT! indeed for finding the bracelet.   :D

Aw! Your baby is getting to be a big boy. Aren't they funny when they want to negotiate? "Boy, you have a roof over your head, food, clothes, tennis lessons, all of that game crap, a computer of your own, EXPENSIVE shoes AND a personal chauffeur. Dude, what?"   *rolls eyes*

You'll figure the dressing and stripping routine out. Break a leg!   ;D

Jessica K Malfoy: disney: j rabbitjessicakmalfoy on September 16th, 2009 04:12 pm (UTC)
Backstage nudity. Hmm. I have to admit I have about 0 % modesty running through my veins. In those changing rooms that are just 1 big room I'm always the first one completely naked. I always wondered how actors changed so fast.

Once I drove my mom's mini van into the garage wall. (I was 16.) I wonder if my mom waited for the *right moment* to tell my dad....