2012: A RETROSPECTIVE
1 – Celebrated NYE with my parents, grandmother, and family friends in Idaho.
9 – Flew home to NYC. Attended a last-minute cat adoption seminar and was GIVEN my adopted kitty. Without any previous expectation, my girl joined my life.
22 – Begin a long week performing in a site-specific theatre piece in a hotel in New Jersey.
26 – The Tildas.
13 – Had my first audition for what would be the biggest show of my life. Earlier that day, on the train, I received the worst email ever from an agent I was hoping to work with. Cried halfway down the shore, realized I had forgotten a second headshot, cried walking towards the beach, auditioned, and cried all the way home. Subsequently, met with P and got drunk on happy hour cocktails, and then saw WIT with L. Thanks to my finagling, we were able to go backstage and meet Cynthia Nixon. Without expecting it, today became one of the best days of the year.
21 – Had my first callback for American Stare in New Jersey. Nailed it.
27 – Had my second callback for American Stare in New York. Nailed it.
28 – Booked a gig reading student plays with the McCarter Theatre in Princeton, NJ. Came back on the MetroNorth only to hop in a cab to go to Grand Central to get on another train for a callback for a production of Bloody Bloody Andrew Jackson. Halfway through the callback, I received a call that I’d been cast in American Stare. Left the callback.
3 – Flew home with Franny to visit for my mom’s birthday.
13 – Did my first extra work on a half-day shoot with Whoopi Goldberg. It kinda rocked.
17 – Ushered a show at Second Stage off-Broadway. Met the boy who would turn into the love of my life.
29 – My 23rd Birthday. Spent alone in a cemetery. And it was great.
14 – A pretty nasty self-hosted dinner party at my friends’ that really marked the beginning of the end of our friendship.
21 – A year previously, I graduated from college. This year, I had my first day of rehearsal for American Stare.
25 – Boarded the Amtrak for DC to visit with my family. My mom was singing at the Kennedy Center with her choir on Memorial Day.
1 – Left Franny with her catsitter and boarded a train to New Jersey to finish rehearsals for American Stare.
16 – Opening Night of American Stare.
8 – I first met the agent who would later sign me.
15 – My “friends” from “my” “company” came to the show. It sort of sucked.
17 – Met that boy for the second time. Was pretty sure I was already in love.
22 – Closing Night of American Stare. A hard, hard night.
24 – Met with the agent who offered to sign me.
3 – Phone was stolen. At least it was on a really really fun wonderful night with my American Stare ladies. Got a new phone. A was away at drill. I missssssed him already.
20 – He said he loved me. I reciprocated. Of course.
22 – Saw Sleep No More with the boy. It was something.
1 – Went with A to visit his family for the weekend. It was lovely.
14 – A and I spent our first real romantic weekend in Amish Country in a B&B. It was remarkable.
24 – Huge audition, huge meeting with agent. Even thinking about it now makes me anxious.
6 – First step of the major move into A’s place.
13 – MOVING DAY to Washington Heights!
20 – Very late night shoot for another non-paid gig I never got paid for. But A came with me and waited for the full 3 hours while I did ballet in Times Square in a leotard at 3am.
29 – Hurricane Sandy hit NYC. We stayed safe– not everyone did.
3 – Saw my favorite show of the year at Playwrights’ Horizons, The Whale by Sam Hunter. A was called into active military duty– with no timeline. I might have lost him for a month. Instead, he was home after a day or so.
6 – Barack Obama is back in the White House, and I cast my first official ballot in NY State. Also, we had date lunch and double-featured Argo and Lincoln.
21 – Left for PA to visit A’s family for the holiday. We also visited Gettysburg, which ROCKED.
4 – The beginning of a week of fun with A, where we saw Nutcracker at NYCB, Golden Boy on Broadway, “my” “company’s” show off-off-, and the Big Apple Circus!
17 – Home to Idaho with A. He left after a week, I stayed till the 29th. We had fun. When he left, I missed him almost more than I knew how to handle.
31 – Celebrated the New Year with the best thing in my life (A), in PJs, with a kiss and a toast.
Here’s to 2013 being the best year yet. I’ve got a good feeling about it.
Happy New Year, my dears!