Day 67. The day I became a stalker.

Day 67. The day I became a stalker. Monday morning I got up and baked some cookie dough for Vermont's birthday. I had two issues with it. One, I thought my landlady had measuring spoons, but only had "teaspoon" and "tablespoon" no 1/2 1/4....what i needed so I guestimated there and then when it came time for baking....the oven only has options of 1..2..3...4..5..6..7..8..9...not actual degrees of temp, just numbers, so playing around with that was fun too. They weren't the most attractive to the eye, but they were mighty tasty. Class was a Tech class, where were learned about Tarts and Tortes. Only there was no lesson other than the 10 seconds Chef Touillee used to say that Tarts are one layer, a crust and topping, while Tortes are multi layered. He then spent the next three hours making three tarts and tortes that looked better than they tasted.....but I'll now move on to the more pressing matter of me becoming a stalker.

 Some friends and I went and saw the musical "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory" this evening. It was wonderful, magical, and fun. The sets, costumes, effects were all amazing. It was truly a delightful show. After it was over, we headed to the stage door, as one of the girls I was with really wanted her picture with Charlie. We were the only ones hanging around the stage door besides a man and lady who looked like they were there to pick people up. I asked the man if he could take a picture of the four of us holding our [golden] tickets near the marquee sign, and he said he would take it. He said that the kids would be coming out in a few minutes. I didnt think to ask him if/which kid he was waiting for. 

As the musicians came out, I would say "Good Job!" --- it was sweet to see their smiles. One of the grandma's came out (yes they had the bed with the 4 grandparents in the show) and I told her she did an amazing job, she was pleased and thanked me for coming. She then walked over to her bike on the bike rack and hopped on and off she went -- an actress who commutes by bike how cool is that? 

Moments later out came Charlie, he hopped over to the lady that was waiting with the man, "Hi Mum!" they hugged, and off they walked to the nearby car. Vanessa was taking pics of him with her phone like the paparazzi. I slowly walked behind 'Charlie' and his mom, and saw him get in the car. There was scaffolding on the theatre building, I leaned over the scaffolding, made eye contact with Charlie as he was buckling his seatbelt, and gave him a big thumbs up. He grinned back, and gave me a thumbs up.

 "Excellent job! You really did great!" I said to him through the closed car window. I didnt think he heard me, but next thing I knew he rolled down the window and said "Thank you."
 "How long have you been acting?"
 "Six months as Charlie and I have six more months to go." His mom then told him that I asked how long he had been acting. "Oh! I've been acting since I was seven, so three years now."
"Well you certainly were amazing and we all thought you were fabulous."
Freak I was having a conversation with a ten year old in the back of his car. Meanwhile, Vanessa is still snapping pictures of him.
 "Would you mind getting a picture with my friend? She would really like one."
 'Charlie' looks at his mom and before he gets a reaction from her he says "Sure!" He hops out of the car and onto the sidewalk with four thirtysomethings to take a picture. I was a giddy little school girls. I took a groupie of us, forgetting that Vanessa wanted a 1:1 picture with him.

I was also oblivious that the other kids were getting into cars near us. "Hey Zach! Come get in the picture!"
'Charlie' called over to another kid....aka Mike (the kid that shrinks into the TV) and he joins the picture taking too!

 Oh my gosh I am an idiot for stalking little kids, but they were amazing! It was a cherry on top of the night. I dont even remember saying thank you or goodbye to Charlie or Mike. I was just fascinated that they would take a pic with random people. I thanked the girls for putting up with my shenanigans and they were glad I was bold enough to talk to the boy through the car's window. Its good to be a stalker....now if only I got a picture with Willie..... oh well there are plenty more nights to be hanging outside the theatre doors at 10:18pm on a Monday night. And with that, Goodnight into a world of pure imagination.