My Beast: The Pantless.

Live theatre is a beautiful thing.

The monotony of my life was lifted today as I batted my eyes and fluttered my fingers as Belle in MGM Studios "Beauty and the Beast: Live on Stage." Every day I go to work, sit in my chair at the vanity, put on fake eyelashes and brown wigs, and every day I even get to prance around the stage in that classic gold "Belle dress." Yep, that's my life... and often times it feels a lot like that movie Groundhog Day- oh- have I mentioned that before???

It's not every day that the Beast's pants fall down. OK- it has NEVER happened. But this was my lucky morning and it made the whole day of five shows worth it. Ha.

Uh hem. So.. This scene... (this is the scene where the incident HAPPENED... not the ACTUAL incident that occured this morning at 10:02 AM)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Yn3vpxYZss

Now, we all know Beasts don't wear pants anyway, but at Disney they usually have to for rating reasons. We are a G rated, family facility.

Enough of the dumb backstory... this is what happened:

Beast: I thought I told you never to come here!

Belle (played by ME): But I just wanted to find out what was in the West Wing!

(Coming down the stairs... all is well and the same as always)

Beast: It's none of your business!

Belle: Please stop!

(Oh my gosh... uh, his purple trousers are looking awfully saggy...)

Beast: You shouldn't have come to the West Wing!

Belle: And you should learn to control your temper!

(OH MY GOSH HIS PANTS ARE COMPLETELY FALLING OFF)

* Audience is roaring with laughter- and I HAVE TO SING??!?!?!?)

More dialogue... I dunno how I am going to control myself because I am DYING inside but I have to stay composed... I know! I will turn in the OTHER direction so I don't have to look at him while I sing...

Sing sing sing... Heavenly Father PLEASE help me be able to get through this song...

... but he was mean and he was coarse and unrefined...

The people in the booth are cracking up.

All I can hear is people laughing. Everywhere. Onstage. Mrs Potts, Chip, and Lumiere, and Cogsworth (HA HA HA! OHMYGOSH- only they don't say gosh...). Laughing. People off stage DYING. Techs crying they're laughing so hard.

And here I am. On stage. Keeping myself composed as the Beast, on the other side of the stage, tries to keep his pretty pants up... after all, this is NOT the AFTER HOURS version of Beauty and the Beast. Finally, the part I was nervous about comes. I had to turn to the Beast so he could give me the book...

I turn. The Beast looks at me and quickly throws his purple cape over his "parts." The parts that should be covered by his pants... but his pants are around his knees... I lost it. But luckily at this point my mic was turned off. I can't even describe it all. Please bless someone in the audience posts this on youtube. Y'all need to see it. One of my best moments on stage EVER.

OH MY GOSH.

I love my job.

TurkeyTurkeyTurkey... at The Cracker Barrel.

Yum yum. Not home cooked- but ya know... it was fine. And only $9. Happy Thanksgiving, Me.

Waiting for our Thanksgiving dinner...

At dinner with Lindsey

Ben and I went to see the movie "Enchanted" Thanksgiving morning. It was great. Go see it!

Stuffing our Thanksgiving faces at 9 PM at the Cracker Barrel

Kim's birthday cupcake. I gave her the "Amy's Song and Dance Version of Happy Birthday". Frightening.

This is the special event I did this week. It's an awards show called "Partners in Excellence," and I was able to sing with these fabulous people and even do a solo while all the Disney characters danced around me! It was great fun, but I won't lie- I was not the biggest fan of my hair. Don't get me wrong- the guy who did it was FABULOUS- but I shouldn't have let him do a tight "up-do" on me. Those slicked back do's DO NOT DO IT for me. Sigh. Good thing I am doing another special event show in a few weeks- then I can feel like I look pretty. Ha. I really looked yucky and it's hard to perform when you feel that way.

My New Favorite Site

Today at work all the girls made themselves into Disney fairies. DO IT!!! So fun!

disneyfairies.com

Register and you're on your way!

Oh yeah, I love my job. Hee hee.

Happy Thanksgiving from Orlando!

Happy Thanksgiving to You All!

For another year I am away from family and friends during the holiday season. I have SO much to be thankful for and I am extremely blessed with a great job, amazing people who love and support me in everything I do, a wonderful place to live, etc. etc. etc. But I do miss being home for the holidays. Maybe next year.

I hope your Thanksgiving is full of wonderful memories, lots of food, and a good nap. Love to you all!

Norbert Leo Butz- My Fascination.

OK- so this is Norbert. I love him. Yes, I am a Broadway freak and so I post things like this on my blog. FYI: He is the original Fiyero in "Wicked" and was Jamie in "The Last Five Years." He was also in a million other things, but hey- those are my obsessions. :-) Oh yeah- and if any of you have seen "Dan in Real Life," he plays the brother who's playing the piano during the pig song. HA HA.

He is glorious.

Sigh.

Norbert Continued...

Happy Times at Home

The weekend was glorious. While there were a million more things I would have liked to do, and sooooo many more people I wanted to see, I had a WONDERFUL trip home to Utah.

I finally met this amazing little baby. She loves me. And she has her mommy's ghetto lip.

So wow- life can't get much better.

First meeting with my little niece- November 9, 2007

McKensie's first trip to the mall!!! YEAH!

Mini golfing in the dark! Neon lights included!

Kaitlyn and Thomas

My Daddy and Diane

GIRLS NIGHT!!!

Old high school yearbooks, brownies, and root beer floats. Who needs anything else??

A "Heather and Amy Self Portrait"... something we haven't done since winter 2002.

The Ridiculously Beautiful Baby

I just think she's pretty. Tell me if I'm wrong, but I think my little niece is a beautiful newborn.

I Have ADHD. ("Pretty Light Syndrome").

We've all known for awhile (Heather is going to roll her eyes at this entire post)- but I have officially decided that I have ADHD. That's why performing is a great career for me. It takes me from one thing to another, and really, the second I get bored with something I can move on. It's a lovely thing.

I am one of those people who sees a pretty light and goes running, only to see, two seconds later, another pretty light flashing in the distance. "Oooooo! I want THAT!" It is my greatest asset and fault.

My latest "pretty light" is grad school. For the last week I have been missing college life. OK- I DO NOT miss my bank account of the college years, and I really don't miss homework- but I miss SCHOOL- and the social life that comes with it. So who knows. Maybe in a year or so I will begin a masters program. HA!

Today I went shopping at the Layton Hills Mall for the first time in years.

And I have never met anyone from Delaware. Hmmm.

My Nightly Rendezvous with Mr. Flashlight

While most of you fine folk have a husband, wife, or even small child to cuddle with during the night, there are those of us who are left with- well, stuffed animals like the Binky Bear I've been sleeping with since I was three years old. Turns out, as of last night, my Binky Bear, complete with Amy's baby-teeth-chew-marks around the yellow plastic binky, was replaced.

I have this flashlight. It's a lovely black and red little flashlight used for scripture reading when I am too lazy to get out of bed and turn the lights off when my nightly ritual is complete. Thank you Wal-Mart and your 87 cent lighting deals. (Why is there no cents key on a keyboard?)

Uh hem. Last night Mr. Flashlight stayed in my bed. Early in the morning hours of November 3, 2007, I awoke to find Mr. Flashlight clutched in my arms as my cheek pressed neatly against it's handle. Hmmmmm. So I chucked it across the bed and fell back into a dreamy slumber.

Fast forward one hour- I awake again, only to find that Mr. Red and Black Flashlight has found his way back into my freckled arms. Huh.

Again, hours later, I realize that this crazy flashlight is snuggled up to me yet once again!!!

At least two more times last night I found myself wrapped around Mr. Flashlight.

I have no idea what all this means. I just wanted to share. Hmmm.

My Baby. I Have Claimed Her. She is Mine. Sort of.

McKensie

... More pics to come. I have been forgotten and have very few pictures of this lil baby. Sigh.