I've sprung a leak

After a well-earned January break, I'm back at the blog-face.

Typically, I've picked the snowiest day in 18 years to return to form. It's a contrarian move: most people are staying home from work so I'm being productive.

Very.

So far today, I've made breakfast for two (stewed apples and yoghurt, and porridge), vacuumed twice (the electrician stopped by - more on that later), gone grocery shopping, writen some letters and mailed them, ironed, made lunch for two (beans and tomatoes), taken some pictures of East London "sous neige" for my French niece, checked email, updated my CV on Spotlight, made several cups of tea, done laundry, called the travel agent, and it's only 2:30!!I'm also planning to go to yoga class later.

This level of productivity can only mean one thing: procrastination. This time, it's about updating my showreel and drafting some letters to casting directors.

Now back to the electrician. He stopped by because our neighbours' bath drained into our false ceiling last week (at 10 o'clock at night) and water was dripping through the spotlights. All over the flat. It was a fine dramatic moment. We even had the firefighters in. Anyway, a week later the electrician has given us the all clear and we can now use the lights rather than taking showers by torch light. It did wonders to my self esteem though, not being able to see myself properly for a week. And you can really find some very flattering angles when you're lit up by flash light...

So here's a belated toast to the ushering in of 2009. May it bring you peace, prosperity and happiness.

I lost my crown

We shot the ad today. The shoot was literally a ten minute walk from my house which was great as my call was at 7:30 in the morning.

It was pretty much what I expected: shoddy make-up, really shoddy costume, and a 10 hour day to shoot 3 sentences.

Still, they were all very nice people. And the food was unusually good. And they had a great fruit basket.

But the day was far from uneventful: I lost a crown! biting into a particularly dry and hard drumstick. Serves me right for eating candy. Dentist can't see me till tomorrow morning.

But, I am a very lucky girl: 1. I had root canal surgery on that tooth so there are no live nerves and NO PAIN. 2. It is a back molar so you can't see the gap when I speak or smile - otherwise I would have lost the gig! Can't have a toothless phone operator flogging your brand!!

So I shot the whole thing minus one tooth, looking like hell, but in relative comfort. Thank goodness for small mercies...