The rehearsal last night would have been great, except that it was the first time we had to perform with veils and head coverings. It was terrible. Bobby pins everywhere! Every turn of the head loosens the barely attached piece of cloth and eventually it falls and you have to dance on it because there's no time to kick it away. The casts was very grumpy and everywhere you went there was someone mumbling "I hate this thing!". It also makes you sweat more, which I didn't think was possible. And what does our director say? "You have to wear it. Pick it up and figure it out." Okay. Today the veil and I will be having long involved obedience lessons, after I go and pick up more bobby pins. I also ripped my sleeve almost clean off the the dress in one number. And all I did was lift my arms! Lovely. I'm certain the repair job will be a looker!
Tomorrow is the preview performance, which is the freebie so we get practice in front of an audience. Freaking-out-factor is no longer mounting, but holding steady at just below panic. I dream the show all night long.
Today, Ethan is going for the big eye exam that will finally put him in glasses. There's no escaping it this time. He's got this funky thing going on with his eyes: He's near-sighted in one and far-sighted in the other. Doesn't that make you queasy just thinking about it? I can't even imagine what the world looks like to him! So far his brain has been able to make adjustments and make it work, but things have gotten beyond that point now. I'll put up pics with his new look when they come in. He'll still be killer handsome no matter what though!