i’m as normal as blueberry pie

My life in NYC is boringly busy.

It’s an oxymoron, I know. My life has settled into a somewhat routine: Get up, breakfast, walk around, grocery shopping/any kind of other shopping for the apartment/laundry/dishes/clean apartment, lunch, do some reading, dinner, watch TV until bedtime. It should pick up soon; I had an audition last week for the national tour of South Pacific, which went okay but not stellar. I was relaxed until I opened my mouth, and then I got nervous audition voice, which made me get wobbly at the end of my phrases. However, it was really cool to be in the Bernie Telsey casting offices, as Bernie Telsey is a Broadway giant. At one point he came into the room to look for something, and I tried not to stare at him! There’s a chorus call for SP in a few days that I’ll be going to just to keep my options open.

I’m typing this from a Staples wi-fi kiosk, as my computer has unceremoniously killed itself. I’m going to the Genius Bar at the Apple store in SoHo tomorrow to get it all sorted out (a plus to this situation? It’s right around the most amazing places to shop in the entire downtown area).

This weekend I came home on Friday and had a mani-pedi and sushi with Connie, and went to see my friends up at UCONN in the Connecticut Repertory Theater spring production of Hair, which was absolutely incredible. Congratulations to all involved, it was an incredibly brave, moving, hilarious, and profound experience.

Saturday afternoon was the Horsin’ Around event for the Kentucky Derby down at Mohegan Sun. It’s the first time I’ve been able to go and I hadn’t been to the casino for a big event since my sister got married there, and it was a blast! Unfortunately, my floppiest of floppy hats did not come in the mail on time, so I had to settle for going bare-headed. Regardless, I had a great time with some awesome food (I ate so many figs I thought my stomach was going to take root and grow a ficus). The highlight of the night for me was A) seeing Sue and Maria and having laugh riots with them and B) watching my dad take an overamplified microphone and proceed to scream into it during the live auction. At one point I literally had to mime to him “Dad! SHUT UP.”

The auctions themselves went extremely well, I believe we raised over $20,000 but I have to doublecheck. There were some great items up for bid, and Sue at one point joked about betting on one of her signed items (a poster from the 2008 Olympics signed by the women’s team).

At one point, I was persuaded (okay, I was forced) to sing with the live band. I wasn’t expecting it so I was a bit uncomfortable. When the spotlight shines directly on me when I’m not prepared for it (or if I’m onstage as myself) I get very uncomfortable. Had I been in a character guise, I would’ve been fine with it, but since it was just me, trying to remember the words to “Sherry” and “Under the Boardwalk” it was just plain weird. But it was a good time, and I got some compliments.

Next time I come home is a bit dicey, I’m not actually sure when it’ll be. But I’m going to see Jersey Boys hopefully on Wednesday with my Dad, and then on Monday is the big event I’ve been waiting for for a few weeks: I’m going with my parents to the Tribeca premiere of Angels and Demons. If I see Tom Hanks, I may freak…


Published by The Curious Ally Cat

I'm a 34 year old adjunct professor and writer in Connecticut. People seem to like me because I am polite and I am rarely late.

2 thoughts on “i’m as normal as blueberry pie

  1. Sounds like you’re settling in nicely and jumping from NYC to CT with ease! I’m sure it’ll be better once you get a ‘gig’ and are working somewhat steadily. Enjoy all that you can and keep writing!


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