hot potato blogging

Brenda's got the hot potato, and Chad ran away before she could throw it back at him! In case you're not following, the hot potato is a metaphor for blog writing duties. :-) Chad's overloaded on homework tonight, and today I had a vigorous day of... Well, okay, I only had a costume fitting, so I really have no excuse not to write the blog!

Let's see... I had my third Traviata performance on Sunday, and my old manager Matthew Epstein was there, as well as some singer friends of mine, so we had a lovely dinner afterwards! Each time I do a performance of this role, I get more and more confidence, and continue falling deeper in love with the role! I've also been rehearsing this week for The Tales of Hoffmann, in which I play basically a high-tech doll who likes to sing really high notes. I'm so lifelike that the tenor falls in love with me. Silly tenors... But then I break. I guess he never learned how to play nicely with his toys...

Last week I did some cooking and had two lovely Irish gals over for dinner, as well as a showing of the movie The Goonies. Even through we're all around the same age, they somehow missed this absolutely necessary childhood classic! I feel proud to have introduced this movie to them. Also, I made them Irish soda bread, and got the Irish seal of approval. Phew!

On Sunday night, I went to a dinner thrown in my honor. I tried my best to be classy, and not awkward! At least I didn't spill anything... The woman (named Medi) who hosted the dinner is a lovely Austrian woman who gave a lecture on La Traviata a few weeks ago, and I was her special guest. She is a total opera fan! She travels all around Europe to see different shows, and probably knows way more about opera than I do! :-) Here's a picture of Medi and I at her apartment.

Chad and I are getting incredibly excited to see each other on Friday! I hope he's able to stay awake for the Traviata performance that night! Our friends Barb and Michael will be sitting with him in the audience, so they can poke him if he starts snoring... It'll be a crazy short trip, but we just got him another ticket to come back during the week of Thanksgiving, so he'll have more time to breathe that fresh German air! Mmm, smells like beer and sauerkraut... Not really. I can feel my German friends getting huffy as they read that...

Well, that's it from me! I hope you're all enjoying the crisp fall weather!