This is Marriage

It looks like Tuesday has been my blogging day for the past few weeks! I would have posted sooner but the puppy chewed up my computer charger and I had to wait a few days to get my new one in the mail.

Welp, Jack and I are going on five weeks of marriage. Now that we are less than a month out from his deployment date, the pre-deployment stress is starting to kick in. Which stinks because I was hoping to enjoy more time in newlywed bliss. Someone please tell me how to not get annoyed when all my husband wants to do after work is play on his computer. (My whiny thoughts: His computer will be in Kuwait but I won't wahhhhhh!!!!) But, alas, this is marriage...not a romantic comedy. And just like I have my ways to relax (like doing crafts and reading blogs), Jack his his ways too. But sigh...Why can't he just want to do what his wife wants to do?! ;)

I have exciting news for all 6 of you who follow this blog...

I am being represented by Radical Artists Agency in Denver! I am employed (technically)!. I was told I needed to get professional headshots, so I did that yesterday. You can see them at this link: http://ericweberstudios.smugmug.com/Other/Emily-Boresow

When I starting looking into acting in Denver, I was pretty selective with the agencies I sent my resume to. Radical Artists Agency was my top pick, and I also sent it to one other reputable agency. I had an interview with Radical Artists Agency last Thursday, and I really felt like it was the right place for me.

This is how the whole shebang went down. First, I sat down with the founders, Patty and Kathey, and they told me about the agency. The founded it solely for actors, because they had both worked at other agencies and were tired of the focus on modeling at those agencies. When they started it, everyone said they would never be able to make it with just actors. But they proved those voices wrong. We continued to talk, and I felt so unprepared for this aspect of it. I had definitely prepared for the audition process, not an interview! I blabbered on and felt so silly, but I guess they liked me regardless. The second part of the process was the audition. I knew there would be a cold read. I feel confident with cold reads, because the expectations are pretty low and I'm fairly good at them. Typically, a cold read is dialogue between two people, but the one they gave me was a comedic monologue. Phew. That is difficult to do. They gave me a few minutes to practice it in the audition room, then they came in to film me perform it as well as the monologue I had prepared. Honestly, I did not have my best performance. I was not relaxed enough to really get into the mode. They sent me back to the first room while they discussed with one another whether or not I would be a good fit for their agency. Once by myself, I immediately took out my phone and texted Jack that I didn't think I was going to make it. As I was pressing send, I heard them walking back to the room. I knew that such a quick decision meant either they loved me or hated me. Luckily, it was the former, and I graciously accepted their offer. We then filled out all of the paperwork and set up an action plan.

I am so excited to be represented by such a reputable and professional agency. The founders are both knowledgable and well-established in the acting community in Denver. This was confirmed when I got my headshots done yesterday; the photographer commented that Radical Artists Agency is the best agency in Denver. He also said they are very selective! I feel very blessed to have this opportunity to pursue my dream of acting. God only knows what will come of it...hopefully sumthin! ;)

In other news, there is no other news. I have been doing a ton of work on our house. I mean, lots of Pinterest crafts and that sort of thing. I have some motivation... Jack's parents and sister are flying out to visit this weekend! I am so excited to see them--I'm also excited to finally show off our home to someone other than the vacuum cleaner salespeople who keeping coming to our door. On a related note, the stains in our entryway are now gone.

The following weekend, Jack's best man is coming to visit...and *hopefully* his girlfriend as well (if she can switch shifts with someone!), who just happens to be one of my most bestest fwiends, miss Jessica Marie.

 I present you a picture of us at the Renaissance Fair when we were in ninth (or maybe eighth?) grade. Jessie is the beautiful redhead!

Ah, I'm so excited to have guests! I have to admit, it's pretty lonely moving to a new city and not having any friends here or a steady job to go to every day. I would get more involved, but right now everything I'm interested in meets in the evening--and that's the only time I get to see my husband. He leaves at 5am every morning and gets home at 6pm; that's the life of an army wife. I know it would behoove me to meet people now before he goes, but for some reason I can't bring myself to leave just as he gets home. I really should, though. He will be able to function without me for a couple hours. Hopefully. Just kidding....or am I? Maybe this post will push me to go. Actually, I just found a Catholic Bible study for military wives on Friday mornings at Fort Carson. I've already marked it in my calendar to go this week.

I don't have anything inspiring to end this post with, so I'll leave you with dialogue of the week:

Emily: (talking about our dream house) Okay, fine, you can have your secret wine cellar, as long as I get a bookcase that opens up to a secret room.

Jack: Oh yeah, and the secret room can have my computer in it so I can play video games.

Emily: Hold on, hold on, the secret room is mine, remember?...plus by the time we have our dream house, you'll be too old to play video games.

Jack: No way, when I'm like 70, I'll totally have the bros over to play video games. Wouldn't that be awesome, to have them over to play video games in the secret room?

Emily: Yeah, if your friends aren't dead by then.

*chirp churp*

Jack: WOW.

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