Mary Kay and Party and.....tired!

Thanks Erika for this shot!!!!

Well, I had a great time at the Party!

We were PACKED again!

I am always amazed at the people...it makes me sooo happy to see the newbies and always happy to welcome back the return "Bitches" with opened-beglamoured-arms!

We had to hire Ari Weinberg as a "Candy Bitch" due to the fact that someone almost go killed with a stray ring pop at the June show.

Nancy Silverman can belt man....it is impressive!

She did a grand job.

Her father Sheldon won a prize for knowing that John Travolta starred in a movie called "Moment by Moment"....and furthermore that he played a character called "Sunset Strip" in same movie....wow....that is quite a knowledge.

And Steven Gallagher.....what can you say.....he is one of my all time favourite performers....really.

He sang a song that our friend Neil Bartram wrote for him...it was so lovely....oh boy...I am just gay for him.

And in our crowd.....well the fabulous younguns...always love them.....

Sean Reycraft the writer, Chris Levins the actor.....Paul Hemrond the fabu agent, Dmitry Chepovetsky from Regenesis...ooohh...he brought me huge orange gladiolas....I am probably spelling names wrong...and I am pretty sure that I spelt gladiolas wrong but again people.....spell check is for pussies....Derek Chua, Billy Lake all the way from Shaw....love that young man's name......the Blackman sisters, fabu supporters of theatre large and samll...and yes ..you Kevin...the box office manager of the Canon.....my hair guru Bill .......Thom...of course....Bittergirl and director and my best friend....Mary Francis Moore.....oooohhhh it was a panic!

And then people.....as I switch to pink

I went to Mississauga to sing at the Mary Kay conference!

Wowie!!

The money that they spend of that evening is mind boggling!

The dresses....they are all at

Grown-up-lady-prom!

But I was wainting backstage to start the show with at huge American Idol song the "Mary Kay" fanfare started...and I walked out in a red sequin number from .....where else....Fashion Crimes....and the audience of 5000...no really.....freaked out!!!

It was quite a feeling......

Then after the show one of my favorite people from highschool snuck backstage to meet me....oh...what a day!

I love you Sue Fields.....Mullholand.......whatever your new name is!

And thanks to Madeline Paul who asked me to do it!

Today.....

gasp...

go into the studio to start the CD!

NO LIE!

Me and John Travolta!!!

Yup....

That is me right beside Nicki and J.T....

as Georgie likes to call him...

Got a whole bunch of emails and facebooks about where this picture was.....

I stole it from Roger Ebert's site.....

wowie....

Paul Butler from Montreal told me it was on the front page of the Gazette!!

Woopie dooo!!!

And to top it all off my Mom went with my sister yesterday to see it and I couldn't even understand her when she called me cause she was so excited....

The funny part? I don't utter a single word in the movie!

I am a speciality dancer....

at the age of 38.....

But!

Proud as shit!

Don't forget the show on Monday where we will chat about this some more!

SO You think you can wear a bad outfit

Mary Murphy....

for shame.....

you need a stylist ....

or an explosive device...

that outfit was....

in the immortal words of Thom Allison....

TURRBLE!!!!

Oh my ....who is dressing her...

Charo?

Other than that...

I effing love that show....

I love Neil and Pasha....

I love Sabra and Domenic...

I like Lacey...but her cockiness bugs me...

I cannot help it!

Also....what in the eff is Cameron gonna do when he ain't dancing with her anymore??

What?

WHAT!

I wonder what my dear friend Michelle is thinking right now?

Anyhow...

My show....

Three more....

I am working my ass of on this one......

This Monday the 23rd...be there or be square!!!!

Gladstone....I am singing two songs that are on the charts RIGHT NOW!!!

of course ...we have fucked them around.....oh my....

Mary Murphy.....

for shame....

I cannot let it go.

It is not easy to take a picture of yourself that does not include a double chin.....anyhow....in my melancholy for George .....and not only that but all.... and I do mean all of my friends are gone away.....Thom, Vicki, Patrick......just to mention a couple for gosh sakes......

I went down to the Quay to prove that I could live a life on my own and would indeed not die fat and alone.....which is where all of my imaginary bad stories end!

It was busy....all the 'mericans were in town.....vacationing.....littering.....ya know the regular stuff....so I put my boob in a sling and off I went.....I do love the water....I didn't not love the stinky footed man who sat down beside me and took off his espadilles....eff off!

Anyhows....

Last night I took my Mommy to see the Full Monty out at Stage West!

Spoiler alert:

They took their clothes off....

All of them.

Oh my.

My friend Mark was playing the lead this week.....for the last part for the run he was understudying Steve Patterson who went off to Saigon at Drayton......Miss Saigon @ Drayton.....that is just weird....anyhows.....Mark was awesome!

He sang like a rock star.....Matt Murray was ass to the wind for alot of the show......he....also awesome....and that Mark Allan....what a gorgeous voice and lovely spirit......I laughed....I cried ...and in the lady who played the piano person I saw my future...

she brassy and delivered every joke to the audience!

Then they got to the end....and they all started to take it off...I was sitting with Mark's wife Blythe and I turned to her and just started to laugh and scream like I was four....

the went down to G strings.....holy shit!

At Stage West....also worth mentioning....Two men sang to each other on that same stage as lovers......also a first....and the whitebread audience....mostly handled it well.

In the final reveal I had turned to my mom......

so ....

after all that...

I missed the weiners...

Ah well.

Facebook?

Look at the size of my skirt.....look at my hair....look at my ass.....ooh I was sooo teeny....and sometimes I ate.

Facebook continues to shock and humble me.

Just when I think that it is safe to feel ....I don't know...safe...someone sends me a picture of me showing my boobs at a first year college party...well...not really but you get the gist right?

I am totally twenty years old there....that is 18 years ago...a whole legal person ago....that is also Shannon Barnett behind me in the black and white outfits...just so I am not the only one to be mortified.....but I am proud...I worked my ass of that summer......

Canada's Wonderland....ah...I would like to thank Jeff Morden for those shots....I thought that the three of you might get a kick outta it.

Oh my....it just winds me....

I was the swing and the dance captain....it was one year before I was in Les Mis....the year I really discovered drinking....not to excess...okay maybe a little...I had super cool roomates and it was my first job after school.

They used to check our bags on the way outta the park to make sure we weren't stealing bathroom tissue....really...someone was fired for it....on my last day I put my character shoes in my bag and put two opened boxes of tampons across the top.....I mean who was gonna want the grotty shoes that I had sweated in for one million shows?

Anyway...the scary thing is Jason Knight has a video of the show.....he threatens me with it every once in a while....

History, BOYS!

Just am sitting in on Canada Day with my broken boob and have a few thoughts....

Will I ever be as rich as those naughty Princes?

Don't they just look naughty?

Especially Harry....he looks like he's tossed a few serving wenches in the barn....oh wait....it is 2007....some blondie mean-girls in the pub bathroom....that is better!

Nelly Furtado Pretty.

Rod Sterwart....lucky as a motherfucker.....loved watching his old ass....best thing in the concert!

Little disappointed that Ricky Gervais couldn't stall for a couple minutes....doesn't he know what a rousing version of a sing-a-long Footloose would do?

"History Boys".

Awesome.

With the Di concert, "History Boys" and yesterday watching "The Queen"...I am feeling a tad british...been poncing around the flat speaking in a dialect to Otto....whose breath smells like the Royal Winter Fair.