It's true that girls mature faster than boys. Take for example, my and the Love of My Life's experience with our new niece Joslynn:
After meeting her, hanging out with her, feeding her, burping her, changing her, getting peed on by her, (a true sign that a baby likes you; being pooped on means the baby looooves you) letting her fall asleep on us, and just be an excellent three week old baby all the way around, I can now declare with confidence, "I want a baby!"
Anthony however, wants a dog.
Ah well. Years before either or those things will actually materialize in our lives, but still. If you want to get out of LA, get out of the "pilot season" that didn't exist for Struggling Actresses, there is nothing better than going to meet new family members!
I am recharged, super happy, content, and playing catchup with all that I missed! I have a reunion with my V Show creators at a yogurt shop early this evening, and then going to a screening for the short I filmed a while ago. Then, in the morning, a commercial audition.
I missed National Pie Day on 3.14 and since we need to bring dessert to Phoenix and the Boy She Adore's St Patricks' Day Dinner, I'm going to make a Granny Smith Pie. Cause it's green apples. And Granny Smith might've been Irish.
Get gone, ye snakes! Get gone!