Rehearsals and little else

That about sums up my life right now.  I mean, there are classes, too, but those go without saying.  Other than class, I’m really not doing much but rehearsal — I don’t have time.  I was supposed to do 15 miles on a stationary bike this week to begin AIDS Lifecycle training, and I didn’t get to the gym even once.  That puts me a whole week behind.  Ah well.  I’ll catch up.  If I possibly, possibly can.

I’m currently waiting for Sharone to call me — the girls from the show have decided that we’ve been working really hard for too long, none of us had any time to rest this weekend, we’ve been in rehearsal all day every day, so we’re all going over to Sharone’s house to watch TV and hang out for the evening.  As soon as she gets back from her rehearsal for her cabaret.  Poor girl, it still hasn’t stopped for her…

I’m writing, really, to tell about the very exciting thing that happened yesterday in rehearsal.  It was probably nothing, except that those who saw it agreed it was remarkable and those I’ve talked about it to agreed it was odd.  When Robbie blocks specific motions for the show, which he does periodically, he will demonstrate the motion himself; when it’s an action done to someone else, he mimes it, pretending there’s another person there.  Occasionally he will touch someone to demostrate a moment, but when he does that he marks it, he doesn’t do it full out.  Yesterday, we were blocking the last moment of the show, in the last moment of rehearsal.  The last moment of the show is an embrace, a particular embrace.  And he came up and, to show Jason and me what he wanted us to do, he full out did it with me.  He kissed my palm — not just took my hand and said "then you kiss her," he actually kissed me — turned me around, and full-on embraced me from behind, very close, very tight, and told me to lean my head back against his chest, and stood with me like that for a moment before breaking it and having Jason do it.

That was the end of rehearsal.  He offered me a ride home, and I said I wasn’t sure yet where I was going, and he offered again…I think he offered three times.  And then I left the room to change out of my rehearsal skirt, and freaked out.

Now…  It’s true that he was blocking a moment.  And it was the last moment of the show, so he might just have been excited about that.  But Chrissy said it was unusual and Sharone and Casey agree, although they didn’t actually see it, they weren’t paying attention.  The question everyone is asking, including me, is why would he do that knowing I like him???  If he had no idea, I probably wouldn’t think twice about it.  Well, maybe twice, but not much more than that.  But knowing or at least strongly suspecting that I have feelings for him, to kiss my hand when he didn’t have to and hold me tightly when he’d made his point — that is worthy of comment.

And thus am I commenting.

Perhaps there is hope after all.

–Stephanie