Last night was great.. the show was wonderful. My daughter was incredible. I went backstage to see if they needed any help (2 hours before the show) and found myself kneeling on the floor precisely cutting fabric for last minute additions to costumes, 45 minutes before the show altering costumes. Twenty minutes before the show I went to leave and couldn't find my purse (which had the tickets along with everyting else.) Like a lost waif I asked everyone I saw.. "Have you see my purse?" A prop person remembered putting it in an out of the way place. What a relief.
I looked very nice, had the full she-bam of makeup on. Someone had asked me why I didn't put the same effort into myself as I do for my daughter. Oops... gave it a try. I was anxious that spouse would be there with her. I even asked my daughter if she knew which show her dad would attend. She didn't know, didn't say.
