Single HOT Sister

What is the deal? WHAT IS THE DEAL???????!!!!!!! I have an issue. And that issue is the fact that I cannot remember where I park lately. It's just better that I don't drive. Why you may ask? Well, because I keep getting parking tickets! Why can I not remember that I parked in the school zone? It's not like it's a measley $25 ticket. NO! It's 50 smackers each time I forget to move my car by 7:00 AM. So not only have I done that once in the last two weeks, but TWICE! Count 'em, one, TWO! I guess the work bonus I just received will go straight to parking tickets. And maybe a purchase at Anthropologie (I spelled it right this time John). Or maybe a gold pair of shoes to go with my new dress.
Why did I buy a new dress? I didn't buy one just because I like to spend money on myself. I didn't buy it because I needed one more thing to put in my closet (which broke by the way....I think that says something). My older brother is getting married!!!! Patti-O is finally tying the knot! This my friends, I could not be more excited to celebrate. One week from tomorrow I will be watching my older bro make his vows to the lovely Alicia (who could not make a better sister-in-law!). Naturally with the older brother getting married and the younger sister having a baby, I have to look my hottest. I say this because I have to! I am the single sister. Do you understand what this means? All eyes will be on me (I'm so narcissistic) and wondering, "when is she getting married?" So you can see that I need to be the single HOT sister at the wedding! There, I've said my piece.
Well, maybe I should be the joyful sister who loves her family and is loving her life! That might be a bit more like me than the single hot sister. That's just a little too trampy sounding for me. Besides, all my brothers friends are married. Well, there is one...but as always, I am Patrick's younger sister! FOREVER!

Sing Some on the Side

This weekend was completely exhausting. It was exhausting, exhiliarating and exhausting once again. I felt great accomplishment after pulling off an event with the help of wonderful volunteers that hosted almost 10,000 people (according to the news). I love the feeling of sweet success and the peace that comes after it. Now I need a massage.
My exhaustion clearly played a role in a recent audition I had Monday night. It wasn't for anything super special but it was an audition and I always like to succeed. I should have known that things wouldn't go as smoothly as one would hop when I couldn't finish my own sentences. Words escaped my brain and I obviously wasn't thinking clearly. But hey, I went for it. Right?
Twelve of us were funneled into a tiny room and stood before 10 writers and directors. One by one we had to go before them, introduce ourselves and perform a given task while speaking about our careers. Okay, not too tough. Nothing I haven't done before in an improv class. But you must know one thing about me, sometimes I have a difficult time talking and performing an action. So you can see where I'm going with this. I was the last one to perform. I was given the frantic event of having just burned a lasagna in the oven (how they know me so well...one would think it should be second nature). Well, I was so frazzled that I wasn't thinking and just started speaking. I don't even know what I said! But I do remember the last thing that came out of my mouth. I had begun a sentence and didn't know how to finish it. It went something like this (picture me waving an improv towel in the air to break up the improv smoke...yes it looked as ridiculous as it sounds), "And then I also......ummm....ummm...(brain fart)...sing some on the side." WHAT!????? ME? SING ON THE SIDE???? Blatant lie! Bad girl, bad girl! Well, maybe if you count singing happy birthday to a friend an hour before hand. Not only did I lie but I got caught. Not 30 seconds later did they ask us to sing two songs....TWO!!!!
So now the running joke is that I also "sing some on the side." Sing in my shower and car maybe. Or when my roommates and I bust out with an 80's love ballad.
I am so shocked that I didn't receive a call asking me to be part of the show. SHOCKED!!!! Well, you can't have everything can you?