Life, Fannishness, and Thespic Infatuation

It's official. Baby J. is an official, legally-approved-and-signed-off-on member of our family!

The marquee is being replaced on the theater today. It looks good. (I wish I had my camera. I really need new batteries.) We'll be having a "grand illumination" lighting celebration on Dec. 19. We'll open to the public for performances in May 2013.

It's getting closer.

First, allow me to state the obvious. Ty Olsson's eyes are so incredibly, strikingly crystal blue that they should probably have a warning label or something.

What did I particularly like about the ep?

( Do you mind if I take the Tolberone? )

Jared has announced per twitter - It's a boy. The Padababy, the Baby Moose, MiniMoose, Baby Boy Padalecki is here. Per Clif Kosterman (bodyguard) Baby arrived in Seattle. Further details to come from the happy, excited (and excitable) daddy.

And for those of you who actually understand how Twitter works, #PapaPadalecki and #UNCLEJENSEN are trending. I think #WelcomePadababy is, too.

Congratulations to the happy parents, and welcome to the little squeaker!

Personally, I'm looking forward to piccies of the happy fam.

I have my laptop back. And it is recharging.

I can now do everything I've been putting off, saying, "Oh, I'll have to do that when I get my laptop back."

The internet is all abuzz with the news. From @jarpad's twitter:

OK yall I'd rather you officially hear it from me.. So, yes. Genevieve is pregnant. We'll be welcoming a new member to our family in 2012 :)

The news first broke on a gossip site, and everyone has been very coy about it. But word has finally come down from the PadaDaddy himself. There is a Mini!Moose (or possibly a Minnie!Moose) on the way!

Awwwww!!!!

ETA: Because I have no idea how to link to a single Twitter post, here it is as posted by Tahirire.

Also, mooseling.

So. Traveled trans-continental non-stop yesterday. Oy!

Had a wonderful time once we got checked into our hotel, though.

The Magic Castle Hotel is a renovated apartment complex build in the 1950s. As a result, our suite is actually a former apartment, complete with kitchenette, modest living/dining area, cute little bathroom, and one bedroom. Perfect for a single person in Hollywood, I'd think.

All the apartments surround a courtyard, the centerpiece of which is the pool, which is open 24/7. (I'm thinking late night swim before we leave.) I can totally see the complex having parties, with everyone's doors open and having a good time.

Went for a dip in the pool yesterday, then got ready for dinner at Yamashiro, up the hill a ways. (The hotel provided free shuttle service.) We enjoyed ourselves thoroughly. I discovered a beer that I really like (Pyramid Apricot), and I took the waiter's recommendation and changed my entree order (I ordered the pasta and vegetable dish, he told me how it was totally not as advertised on the menu, and was actually one of only a couple items on the menu that he really didn't like.) I ended up ordering the baby back ribs. Now, the funny thing is--ribs, yams (sweet potatoes), and cornbread is that it's something I could totally get back in Virginia. Heck, it's a Southern staple combination. The difference? The Asian twist to everything. Yes, I ate the ribs with a knife and fork (totally NOT how one eats ribs). They were mighty tasty, and this coming from someone who doesn't eat ribs (because of the whole messy finger food thing). The yams were whipped super-smooth and fluffy. And the cornbread had--get this--a dash of anise in it. As George said, "Why does this remind me of Christmas? Ah! It's anise." And for dessert, I had chocolate souffle cake, and he had a pretty darn amazing ice cream cookie "sandwich."

We then walked down to the farmer's market, but it was dark, and I was tired (jet lag, you know), so we came back to the hotel.

I slept for 8 hours solid for the first time probably since our trip to the Outer Banks two years ago.

So. Once upon a time, the role I really wanted to play . . .

Was a DB on CSI. Are you kidding? Get some awesome gory make-up, and lie on a table. And if you're lucky, get a good flashback scene. I said over and over, "I'd love to be a body on CSI."

Well, things change, and I have just discovered that I have a new role that I really want to play.

A waitress. On SPN. How fun would that be?

It's never occurred to me before.

Ah, but here's what made me think of that.

I auditioned for a show yesterday . . . AND I GOT CAST! *happy dance* And I felt like I screwed up the audition, too. But I got cast! Yay! *Snoopy dance*

The role I'm playing? A New York waitress.

The play is a one act called "The Philadelphia." I am one of three cast members, and the supporting character of the show (rather than one of the leads). Not much to "do," but it's one of those character roles that I think I'm going to have fun with. One of my acting teachers in college told me that I could be a great character actress. (This will give me a chance to brush up on my NY accent. I hope I can remember how to do it.)

I'm just so freakin' thrilled that I've had a successful audition. That hasn't happened in a very long time.* Not since the move to Virginia.

So Yay! \o/

*I found out after the fact that I could have given the most amazing audition of my life, and I still wouldn't have gotten the role I wanted. It was a vanity project, and the role was cast even before auditions were held. I mean, it's one thing to cast a role before holding auditions. It's quite another to go ahead and audition the role, when it's already been cast.

I'm sure you've all heard that SPN has been renewed for S7.

While I cannot squee verbally has I have very little voice, consider me squeeing with you in spirit.

\o/

I've also decided that Dean's voice got wrecked in Hell not only from screaming, but also from coughing and choking on smoke and sulfur. Honestly, I could give Jensen a run for his money in the husky growly voice right now.