Tell me about it…. stud!

Oh, the house is atwitter today, with random comments like this:

“I don’t drink, swear, I don’t rat mah hair, I get sick from one ciggarrette! Keep you’re filthy paws of my silky drawers! Would you pull that on Annette?”

“Elvis! Elvis! Let me be! Keep that pelvis far away from me!”

And of course the ever popular randomly sung out loud and proud:

“But… now… there’s… NOOOOOOOOO where to HIIIIIDE since I pushed your love asiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiide I’m OUT of my HEAD… hopelessly devoteeeeeeeeeeed…”

Yes, boys and girls – it’s time to try out for the local production of Grease, and Peppermist and the girls have been eagerly awaiting the day. Until today, of course, when I get a panicked text “It’s TODAY?!” And when I said yes, and told her the time, Peppermist proved she is SO my child… “TO THE YOUTUBES!”

Even now, she’s sitting, curled up with my laptop, earphones in place – with the volume loud enough I can still hear it, naturally – playing “Sandra D” over and over again and singing along.

She may not get the part – but as she said just now talking to C, who won’t join her because she’s ‘not good at acting’:

Peppermist: Neither am I, but I’d hate myself if I didn’t at least try!

That’s MAH BABY. Good luck, Peppermist!