Ok, I have news. Remember my heinous dance audition for New Stage's production of Smokey Joe's Cafe a while back? Well, they must be really desperate, because the director has called me back to sing/read this week. Dear Lord.
The really sad part is, I would love to do it. But since returning to full-time work this month, I don't think there is any way that I will have time to do a show. (Especially in the summer, which is a very busy time for my full-time job.)
And I HATE that. Because I really wanted to sing "I'm a Woman." Or at least "Trouble." (Because I totally am. Trouble, that is.) And I would have rocked those songs.