I managed not to break anything, drop anything (or fall myself) from my third floor, danger pay-meriting balcony window! Even better, I got through opening night no worse for the wear, despite a nasty onslaught of unappreciated heartburn. One of the supers made the most amazing snickerdoodles I think I've ever had... mmm... who knew a teensy bit cream of tartar could be used to create heaven in slightly under-baked cookie form??
Peter's Don Giovanni defies easy explanation, but let's just say he was huge, physical, and genuinely terrifying at times. It's always nice when I discover that acting moments are just natural reactions to the situation at hand.
Much love to my amazing parents for the gorgeous surprise flowers! I even got a special call to my dressing room that flowers had been delivered to the stage door in my name. Oh the romance - my first show bouquet!!
Exhaustion and hunger are setting in, so I must go do something about the latter before I address the first.
Don Giovanni Performance #1 - check!
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