I hate this.
Anywhoo, in between changing my mind about stove purchases, I went to see/hear Listen To Your Mother today. I couldn't get anyone to go with me, as my blogging friends live far away and my non-blogging friends are all "Huh?" when I mention it. So I had to sit by myself and make it look as though I really enjoyed going alone, while all around me pairs and groups of people chattered excitedly. I'm not sure whether or not I really pulled that one off.
The show was wonderful as usual, BUT I did mind the fact that not one of the speakers had a child older than 11. That may be due to the make-up of the audition pool and of the general mommy-blogging population in general, I'm aware of that. Still, it bothered me. And not just because I auditioned for this particular show and didn't make it. An introvert like myself shouldn't really be standing on stage in front of a couple of hundred people, anyway. I know that. Which of course didn't stop me from writing next year's audition piece in my head as I drove home from the show.
|Being on stage would feel like this, only scarier|
Just channeling my inner Walter Mitty, I guess...
[Walter Mitty image: GoldDerby]