What She Wore: I’m still in my PJs–I’ve just been doing laundry all morning.
What She Ate: So far, not a thing–I need to go get something soon.
My husband’s step-mother is an amatuer playright. She write several plays a year and has won many awards. Tonight she’s having a “reading” of her current project. It’s one of those deals where people give feedback in the end. Anyway, I’ve agreed to read one of the parts.
I am not an actress.
I don’t think I can do a Southern accent on command (when I’m nervous, abosolutely).
There are going to be actual actors and actresses at this thing.
PS: Still no cat and it’s been four days. I feel like he’s OK, but I’m going to go and post signs tomorrow. I am worried that another family has adopted him–he’s very friendly and fluffy and I can see why someone would want him. When he gets back (see, optimism), I’m going to get a microchip put in him. Sigh.