Daddy's Girl

Yesterday, I auditioned for a part in Daddy's Girl, at Marion Civic Theatre. And I really hope I get it. I got asked to come back tonight, so a call-back is always a good thing.

I guess if I don't get it, I'll have to delete this post out of shame and remorse.

If you can be remorseful, can you also be morseful?

Hmmm? Think about it.

Awesome sari

My sister, Becky, is getting married in August. I know, it's great. And she is going to wear a sari - a very pretty lavender silk - and she wants me to wear a sari too! So I ordered one a few days ago online from a business in Jaipur, India. Which is cool, because I've been to Jaipur. (Nice town; kind of poluted, but lots of old palaces.) Isn't it gorgeous?? I really like the embroidery.



I probably will not look quite that hot, but it will still be fun to wear. The company is custom-making the blouse and underskirt. So it's been fun to exchange emails with people whose first language isn't English! ("Thanking you very much for the respond quickly.")


Mom is wearing a sari, too. And Dad, Joe (my brother), and John (Beck's fiance) are all wearing Punjabi shirts. It will be one really, really, really cool wedding! Joe and I are going to be Becky's bridal people, so I think we're going to walk in together, since John is having all guys on his side. Got to love nontraditional weddings!

Funny Quote of the Day

"Sorry, we're all out of crackers."

- Waitress at Cracker Barrel setting our food on the table.

It's Good to Own Land

We have our house!!!!! We are now officially homeowners!

That's so nuts. Only grown-up people have houses. What am I doing?!

It's lots of fun! We went over last night briefly (we actually move on the 5th) and while Steve was tinkering around with the network jacks, I just laid on the floor, and hugged as much of the floor that I could, saying, "My house! My house!"

We totally need to name it. I checked out this website called We Can Think of a Name, and my favorite was "Hippo Pools". I also liked "Lindisfarne Manor " and "Sha Tanze" and "Two Hoots."

Enter Chai and Lady

The cats were giving me some sweet photo ops yesterday. Yes, I dearly love my cats, and if I were allowed to, I would probably have about 30. I'm pathetic like that.

WANT.

Chai tends to be a little dumber than Lady. But at least she doesn't hiss at everyone who comes over. Maybe being a black cat gives Lady a little more edge on being evil.

Belly kitteh sez MORE FUD PLEEZ