This summer has been jam-packed with spurts of work that keeps me awake until all hours of the morning, followed by bouts of relaxation. My life is lived in extremes.
I didn't book a show for the spring/early summer, so I said yes to way too many bridal projects. So many in fact, that recently I was awake for three days in a row, surviving on cat naps in between clients. But luckily all that work lets me take some small vacations every once and a while. This summer I hung out in the Hamptons with my family, and I spent this past weekend with some girlfriends at my parent's lake house in Wisconsin. And while we were at the lake house, something crazy happened. We SAVED A GUY'S LIFE! Here is the story:
The three of us gals were floating in our blow-up lounge chairs near the dock when my friend Abby pointed out a guy swimming across the lake. We continued chatting for a while until Abby noticed the guy was trying to yell something from the middle of the lake. We listened closer and heard him say "Help! I'm not gonna make it!" We thought he was kidding until he started bobbing and losing breath. In a flash, my friend Molly (who conveniently spent many years as a lifeguard) jumped off her lounger Baywatch-style and swam out to him. She was very calm and explained what she was going to do as she approached (so he wouldn't grab onto her and take her under). As she was being heroic, I swam out with a floaty so he could grab onto it and stay above water. Then we brought him to shore. He was pale as a ghost and could hardly breathe, but he was alright and didn't need CPR (thank goodness). But he did throw up on our beach for about ten minutes. His friends from the other side of the lake saw what happened and showed up on a scooter to pick him up. Yes, a scooter. (I don't think they understood how bad of shape he was in.) When he was done vomiting next to our fire pit, Mol drove him home (so he wouldn't have to ride home on the scooter) and we all wished him well. He was very appreciative, even in his weakened state. When Mol returned, we all looked at each other and had a collective "OH MY GOD I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT JUST HAPPENED!" All three of us helped rescue a stranger from drowning. I still can't believe it.
So now I'm back home, and back to work. I had a costume fitting today for Sweeney, and I start rehearsals next week. I am so excited. I get to be a blonde again! Well, a blonde wig, but I'll take it. Long blonde PRINCESS HAIR! And I still have some big weddings I'm working on this summer, but I've tapered off my bridal orders a bit. And now it is time to lose those pounds I packed on while eating lobster in the Hamptons and piles of candy at the lake house. (Having a costume fitting today was slightly embarrassing.) It was worth it. Plus, we saved a life, so hopefully Karma will give me a leg up on the rest of the summer. Right? I hope so.
I didn't book a show for the spring/early summer, so I said yes to way too many bridal projects. So many in fact, that recently I was awake for three days in a row, surviving on cat naps in between clients. But luckily all that work lets me take some small vacations every once and a while. This summer I hung out in the Hamptons with my family, and I spent this past weekend with some girlfriends at my parent's lake house in Wisconsin. And while we were at the lake house, something crazy happened. We SAVED A GUY'S LIFE! Here is the story:
The three of us gals were floating in our blow-up lounge chairs near the dock when my friend Abby pointed out a guy swimming across the lake. We continued chatting for a while until Abby noticed the guy was trying to yell something from the middle of the lake. We listened closer and heard him say "Help! I'm not gonna make it!" We thought he was kidding until he started bobbing and losing breath. In a flash, my friend Molly (who conveniently spent many years as a lifeguard) jumped off her lounger Baywatch-style and swam out to him. She was very calm and explained what she was going to do as she approached (so he wouldn't grab onto her and take her under). As she was being heroic, I swam out with a floaty so he could grab onto it and stay above water. Then we brought him to shore. He was pale as a ghost and could hardly breathe, but he was alright and didn't need CPR (thank goodness). But he did throw up on our beach for about ten minutes. His friends from the other side of the lake saw what happened and showed up on a scooter to pick him up. Yes, a scooter. (I don't think they understood how bad of shape he was in.) When he was done vomiting next to our fire pit, Mol drove him home (so he wouldn't have to ride home on the scooter) and we all wished him well. He was very appreciative, even in his weakened state. When Mol returned, we all looked at each other and had a collective "OH MY GOD I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT JUST HAPPENED!" All three of us helped rescue a stranger from drowning. I still can't believe it.
So now I'm back home, and back to work. I had a costume fitting today for Sweeney, and I start rehearsals next week. I am so excited. I get to be a blonde again! Well, a blonde wig, but I'll take it. Long blonde PRINCESS HAIR! And I still have some big weddings I'm working on this summer, but I've tapered off my bridal orders a bit. And now it is time to lose those pounds I packed on while eating lobster in the Hamptons and piles of candy at the lake house. (Having a costume fitting today was slightly embarrassing.) It was worth it. Plus, we saved a life, so hopefully Karma will give me a leg up on the rest of the summer. Right? I hope so.
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