Well, my little walk on cameo was on Diary of Wimpy Kid 2. Vomit Lady #1, that’s me. I drove out to the middle of the burbs for 7pm, got called to set at 1:10am and was wrapped after 3 takes of screaming and was home by 2:10am. What did I do for 6 hours in a tiny, stuffy trailer? I read a big fat book, Stephen King’s Under the Dome and drank Neo Citran. Not a bad gig, I’d say. Feature film have good budgets, hence I had nice clothes that are not from Value Village and they treat you really well. Why can’t I have someone do my hair everyday? The hairstylist took my sad old ponytail that I stick on my head everyday and made me look all slick and put together. And why can’t someone follow me around with an umbrella to keep the rain off of me? Why????? Life is unfair, that’s why.
When I got home, I thought I heard the tiny wonder so after removing a ton of makeup and pulling out hairpins, I sat on the edge of the bed and waited. Silence, so it was safe to go to sleep. I didn’t even hear DH get up at 5am. I heard him playing the little guy in hopes that he would sleep in. What can I say about a guy who gets up two nights in a row and brings home flowers? He’s awesome! I got up by 8 and made coffee and opened up the laptop, and the kid woke up. Yeah, good try, honey. I think he smells the coffee. I’ll get up tonight even though it’s my sleep in day tomorrow.
I have an audition later today and I called in a fellow actress to babysit for me. She makes quick cash and I can make a quick getaway. We’re also going out tomorrow night and I have another babysitter coming in! Oooh, look at me! Getting all independent and everything. It makes evenings out a bit expensive, but with this gig, and notetaking income coming in, I think it’s worth it for my peace of mind.