If you are wondering what I have been working on in my spare time, this is the answer.
I'm writing a play. And I'm warning you now- this thing is going to absolutely take over Broadway. Destroy. Consume. Obliterate.
It all started when Hubs was complaining that he couldn't audition for UVU's musical because it conflicts with the show that he is in right now. Like a good wife, I naturally tried to cheer him up.
"Ah, don't worry about a thing baby cakes! I got your back! You can be in my musical that I am directing this summer!"
Hubs gave me a quizzical look, so I went on. "Audtions are coming up, so you better be getting your voice in gear! Ain't much time!"
Hubs doesn't take a lot of stuff that I say seriously. He is a fool. "Bonnie. I'm trying to be serious here."
"So am I."
"What is your musical called?"
I had to think fast. I couldn't ruin everything by stalling. "Bon Bon Sexy Pants: The Musical."
Hubs laughed. "Oh really? And what is it about?"
"...uh....me."
"Anything else?"
"...um...and a pair of sexy pants that I own."
"Anything else?"
"...and you...you're in it too. Only you have a pseudonym... it's... Creg."
"Very clever. Let me know the audition dates."
And that was what Hubs thought was the end of that conversation.
Oh, he knows so little doesn't he?
Today in church Hubs was home sick and my best friend was gone and the lesson was a-dragging so I decided to get to work on my play. Watch out Shakespeare, I'm going to give you a run for your pretty little money!
The first scene is based off true events from mine and Hubs dating days. We were kissing and Hubs got a bloody nose and bled all over my face. I mean, if that's not an attention-getting opening scene, I don't know what else you want from me.
I can't tell you any more details. I don't want anyone stealing my ideas, after all.
In a couple of years when you see the show making millions on Broadway, and destroying every other show in sight, just remember.
You were warned.
