Our contact this week is really cool. I'm sure I've said, she's not much older than Sam and myself. Tonight we talked about all kinds of things, like how this town has an insanely high rate of teen pregnancy because the ONLY form of birth control they teach is ABSTINENCE. I mean, that's just asking for trouble. The place we were in Texas had the exact same problem. She then mentioned that somewhere, some politicians were attempting to pass a bill that would make birth control pills count as abortion and make it illegal for doctors to prescribe the pill. Sam's reaction: "What idiot man came up with that bill and what woman is stupid enough to follow it?" I have to agree.
(note: here in follows my pro-choice rant, so please ignore if it will offend you)
And not to get too much into politics or anything, but why does anyone care if abortion is legal or not? Pregnancy is a private issue. If a woman ten thousand miles away gets an abortion, how is it affecting your life? I realize it is chiefly an issue of morality, and okay, some people think it is murder, but it is really none of their business what choices an individual woman makes for her own life. I am definitely against abortion being used as a form of birth control, but if that's what somebody chooses to do with their life, it is none of my business. Besides, assuming everybody has every child they could ever possibly conceive, would people rather we ended up like some over populated countries, say China, where people can only have one child, and end with all these other children that they have to get rid of?
(end rant)
Back to my life. The kids. Wow. They suddenly pulled together today. Yesterday, I was seething with frustration and today, I was practically on the floor laughing at the British accent that crept into Red's voice when we were doing our "over-the-top" run this afternoon. She totally took really over-doing her diction to the next level, and during the middle of the fire song, she decided to stop-drop-and roll. And Mom/Grandma! This is a girl who decided to quit on Wednesday, who we begged to stay in the show. It was like pulling teeth to get her to speak up and put some feeling behind her lines. And then: magic! During the second run in her first scene where she gets in a little tiff with Red Riding Hood she was all strict and mom-like as she could possibly be. And then the family belted the heck out of "Stay on the Trail" and we had a FANTASTIC second run. I am now officially pumped for the show tomorrow!
One final thing: The mom of three of the boys in the cast (one of whom is our absolutely hysterical Woodsman! I am so excited to finally get to perform with a good Woodsman!) came in at the beginning of rehearsal carrying a laundry basket and asked me if she could make "kind of a cute announcement". Well she wasn't kidding. In the laundry basket were four tiny kittens, just old enough to leave their mother. And here's the capper: They were FREE. They were part tabby, part something else and just the most precious little things ever. The only boy had a squeaky baby meow and he climbed out of the laundry basket by himself and into my arms. And then their was another one that wasn't striped at all, and she was little bit fluffier than all the rest. The littlest of the the three boys has been calling her "Puff". Let me tell you, if I lived out here in Kansas (and I am SUPER glad I don't) I would have a new kitten. Possibly two.
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