I am a big girl. I have tons of life experiences. I have survived army life, 32 years of marriage and the birthing of two ginormous babies that I raised to adulthood. You may have also heard I am a grandmother and a mother-in-law-to-be? That is a whole lot of scary stuff I have survived to this point in my life.
So, why do I have butterflies?
I am a day away from taking the stage at Zanies Comedy Club in Nashville. I am amazed how many friends and family members have signed on to support me. Therein lies the problem. Total strangers, I can handle. When the eyes staring back at me are the same people I will run into again and again and again that's a whole different story. Cue butterflies....
On the upside, I will be moving this summer. I also have options. I could delete my Facebook account. I could change my phone numbers. I could avoid the Fourth of July family reunion. I could become a recluse. I could become more dramatic!
Or I could practice, practice, practice.
I have worked on my set. In front of the bathroom mirror, in the car and wherever two or more people have gathered I have sought the "spotlight" to see how my set sounds. In a pinch, I even performed for Bear in the kitchen. He heckled me and we are currently not speaking.
To be fair, I have, on occasion, heckled his performance too. Turnabout is fair play, I guess. Wait ... that's funny. I should write that down.
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