After much prayer, agonizing, turning the phone off, and more prayer, we found it! It was buried in a bunch of hoop skirts on the dressing room floor, and had no signal, so it wouldn't ring when I called it. Thank you Jesus!
The show is going great. Will post more soon...peace out.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Friday, March 07, 2008
Opening Night
Went great, btw! My mom, dad, little sister, a friend, my grandmother, my aunt, and my cousin all came--plus a couple of family friends whom I haven't seen in probably 10 years! It was a good show--not too many slip-ups for the first night. I could hear my mom laughing during one of the serious (melodramatic) scenes, and it was so hard not to burst out laughing! But I managed. I must say that Sarah really got into character and made an excellent granny as well. I hope to have pics very soon--we had a lady come in and take pictures during the final dress rehearsal, and she'll have those ready sometime next week.
The only black mark on the entire evening is that my phone has disappeared. Since we don't have a home phone, it is the connection to friends, family, and of course, all my students. I was certain I had it last night as I got out of the car and entered the dressing room to prepare for the final dress rehearsal. But as I was leaving 5 or 6 hours later, I couldn't find it. One of my friends called it while I went to the car to listen, but it wasn't in the car. The building of course had been locked by then, sigh. So we called it today when we got to the dressing room, and it went straight to voice mail. Hmmmm. Meaning the phone's been turned off. Even though I had it on the last time I had it with me. And I charged it up just yesterday morning. And it's set on the loudest ring. Which makes me think that it's been found by someone, just not someone who knows me. Neither the theatre staff nor my fellow cast members have seen it. So, worse case scenario, I dropped it, someone picked it up around Highland Avenue, and doesn't plan to give it back. Sigh. This is only 3 months after the last phone fiasco, and I've just gotten 175 numbers stored on my sim....
So pray that my phone turns up. If it doesn't by tomorrow night, I plan to contact Cingular and cancel that number just in case whoever has my phone is trying to call Timbucktoo. Which means I will need to get a new phone and a new number. So I'll let you know when you can call me.
The only black mark on the entire evening is that my phone has disappeared. Since we don't have a home phone, it is the connection to friends, family, and of course, all my students. I was certain I had it last night as I got out of the car and entered the dressing room to prepare for the final dress rehearsal. But as I was leaving 5 or 6 hours later, I couldn't find it. One of my friends called it while I went to the car to listen, but it wasn't in the car. The building of course had been locked by then, sigh. So we called it today when we got to the dressing room, and it went straight to voice mail. Hmmmm. Meaning the phone's been turned off. Even though I had it on the last time I had it with me. And I charged it up just yesterday morning. And it's set on the loudest ring. Which makes me think that it's been found by someone, just not someone who knows me. Neither the theatre staff nor my fellow cast members have seen it. So, worse case scenario, I dropped it, someone picked it up around Highland Avenue, and doesn't plan to give it back. Sigh. This is only 3 months after the last phone fiasco, and I've just gotten 175 numbers stored on my sim....
So pray that my phone turns up. If it doesn't by tomorrow night, I plan to contact Cingular and cancel that number just in case whoever has my phone is trying to call Timbucktoo. Which means I will need to get a new phone and a new number. So I'll let you know when you can call me.
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