Baby, You're a Superstar.

Happy New Year, Everyone!

I have to say that I've been a bit absent from blogging, because of a few pet projects of my own, and I really haven't had much to say.
I don't want to continue to be the Cranky Old Goat that complains about everything, and I don't want to keep harping on my body image issues, etc.
My momma always told me that if I don't have anything nice to say... Well, her ending is quite different, but I chose the old stand-by to not say anything at all.
Now, I return back to the stage with something good.

Tonight, I had a very strange thing happen to me, something that's never happened before... And I don't know if the joke is on me, but it was a reaffirmation that the goals I've been working toward have been right all along.

I worked in Bryant Park tonight, and if I work past a certain number of hours, I'm allowed to take a car ride home. You'd better believe that I called that car service to take me tonight.
I walked out to the car, and to my surprise, the Driver actually came over and offered to open my car door for me.
We drove to the corner, and I went to pull my seatbelt over me. My back window was cracked a bit, so I looked up when I heard a woman exclaim "Oh my God, it's her! It's her!"
Being as start-struck as I am, I look up to see who they were talking about.

Me. They were talking about me.

I know this, because when I looked up, the woman in her early 30s, was nudging her boyfriend, also in his early 30s, and he waved at me. I nervously smiled and waved back, thinking that they knew me. I looked over at the woman to make sure that she wasn't pissed that I waved at her boyfriend, and her shoulders lifted up to her ears, she lifted both arms up, smiled the BIGGEST smile, and then SHE waved at me too! The guys standing with THEM began to wave, and I looked over my left shoulder to make surethey were really waving at me. Yup, they were. One guy in the small crowd starts pumping his hands into fists, shaking them both at the car screaming "You're Great! I love you! You're SO GREAT!"
Then, the car started to move. I smiled the biggest smile, waved back, and watched them as they turned their bodies toward the car as it pulled away, smiling like they just saw a celebrity.

This just made me completely giddy that even one person would think that I was famous... Let alone like 5 people??? Oh my gosh...!!!

I smiled like an idiot the whole way home.
Then it got me thinking... hmmm.... People see limos and towncars all throughout the City, and they yell things at them all the time. Maybe it's a joke.

Or maybe, these were tourists who think that anyone in a Town Car is Donald Trump or a Model... But who did they think I am???
...Or maybe they caught my wonderfully amazingly talented (and soon to be reprised again, kids!) Marilyn Monroe performance at the 13th Street repertory Theatre and had to pay their respects.

Or... They just wanted to wave.

Either way, it was a wonderful way to once again convince me that I am doing the right thing in pursuing my dream. It felt damn good. I'm driving(literally) in the right direction.

I came home and told my Fiance' about it. He beamed and said "Baby, You're a Superstar."

I will now wrap up this post, put on my new sunglasses and practice my autograph
I already got that "wave thing" down pat.

Kisses... Let's Do Lunch.

xoxoxo,
Rosiegal