Sunday is the show for Listen To Your Mother. I found the perfect dress to make me feel like a star weeks ago. I had great plans to get my hair cut and colored, to have my eyebrows and nails done. I expected to have time to practice how I wanted to do my make up. And instead, I've done NONE of that, I have a virus that is robbing me of my voice AND I have a disgusting cold sore that seems to be defying my 'go to' treatment. Yes, I know, the show will go on. I'll do the very best I can and will be proud of myself for accomplishing something I never would have imagined trying a short time ago. But really, pretty pretty please, could I just get a moment to breath. To drink my hopefully magic OJ in peace?
Tickets are still available, and I promise even if I lose my voice completely and have to learn sign language in 4 days I WILL go on, and TODAY ONLY 25% of ticket sales are going to Greater Chicago Food Depository (all other sales 10% was donated).