Early in the morning, before makeup was even a glimmer of a thought, Dixie decided it was time for a cuddle. Doesn't matter that I was typing my last post:
Once dressed and make-upped, I walked across Oz park to meet Katie at work. We had plans to hit Mindy's Hot Chocolate - a place I'd seen on the cooking channel. On the way, I passed a bit of creeping vine, which seemed photo worthy:
The next series of photos are Katie at her place of work: Harmony mind, body, and fitness center. She's a pilates instructor, so I demanded that she strut her stuff. Here we go!
This one feels awesome, apparently. It looks difficult.
Silly monkey. How I adore her.
At last arrived at Mindy's, we perused the menu. Dessert first, of course. A girl's gotta plan.
We each enjoyed a soup of the day (myself, roasted carrot ginger, and for Katie, tomato basil), and an aged cheddar melt with granny smith slaw and honey. Oh my god.
Here we have the Chocolate No. 1: if you played close attention to the menu shot above, you'd know that this little devil is a molten chocolate cake with salted caramel ice cream and a homemade pretzel. We declined to order it, even though I've heard its UNBELIEVABLE, because I had a show that night and didn't want to overdo the dairy intake.
Instead, we ordered hot chocolates. Caramel Milk for Katie, Ultra Dark with Soy Milk for myself.
Gil is such a mooch.
And a flirt.
With the arrival of 2012 came the closing of our sister company on Broadway. Its sad to say goodbye to them (though hopefully a few will join us as vacation swings), but also exciting to think that we are now the only version of The Addams Family available to experience.
Sam's celebratory mole:
My newest addition to the dressing table:
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After the show, we all headed next door for a drink. Most of us look like we're going grey because that white-face makeup holds on for dear life. Rebecca and I:
Jonathan and Brad:
Lizzie:
Showing off my new, Betsey Johnson dress:
Enjoying a round of tequila on Doug and Todd:
Doug and Todd:
Alex: ever the fashionista.
Around 11:30, I decided I wanted to watch the ball drop with my friends from college. I tested the karma which had been running high all week, and sure enough a bus picked me up and dropped me at Katie's with ten minutes to spare:
Plenty of time to snuggle with Joanna before the end of the year:
And to smooch Matt!
With her preference for shoelessness, and my love of heels, Katie and I make a comical pair:
Lawrence (Katie's beau):
Donning an apron and pretending I cooked for the party:
And now, a camera takeover. Jo, Matt and I got a little snap happy. Here are the results:
Katie and Dixie. Love.
Matt kept a copy of my understudy slip in his wallet:
Joanna brought a friend from work. We broke him in the best way we knew how: Snuggles and Sarcasm.
I still can't figure out what this was doing at the party:
And at last, the final round of camera clicking:
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Sleeping in until 11:30? Not unless you want a cat pawing your face. Learning things the hard way...
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Sunday after the show, we trekked north for a home-cooked meal from the kitchen of Erin McDowell. Pesto pasta, broccoli salad, and scratch rolls? YES PLEASE.
Erin's lamp, circa 1981:
Even more here:
Later that evening, I was surprised and thrilled to be joined by Matt, Chelsea, Mike Bosh and his wife, Katie. We made tea, and settled in for an evening of watching horror films and petting house pets:
Represent:
I miss Chicago already. So many friendly faces, so much performance opportunity... fugly cats...
Hopefully my next visit won't have to wait four years. Until then, Chester signs off:
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Bussing to the airport, I was reunited with my little love, Biggie!
I also saw The Blues Brothers. No big deal.
Our traveling menagerie, minus one:
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We've arrived in Nashville. Since I'm on as Alice tomorrow, I've decided to stay in and catch up on Dexter before going to bed early. Its cold outside, and I don't want to take any chances catching this bug going through the cast.
I walked down past the theatre to grab a quick dinner, and saw this:
It seems only too appropriate that the Suffragette Addams will be appearing this week. Holler at your girl.
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