No WAY!

No photographic trickery, no funny business, no kidding. This is what I did this morning:





So, I'm at the waterslides yesterday, outnumbered 6-to-1 by children, when my cell phone rings. It's Sarah, whom I've not seen or even talked with for awhile because though we get along famously when we're working together on a show, that's really the only time we run into each other. She asks if I'd like to meet the individual pictured next to me above. I think she's joking, so I say sure, ha ha. And Sarah says, "Well, she's asked to meet you. Are you available at 9 tomorrow?"

Wha?? Why would she want to meet me? And how would she even know I exist? And how could she possibly be here in my tiny little corner of the globe?

Long story, and truth IS stranger than fiction, but the bottom line involves ethnic last names and a compassion for the 'little people' who love and invest themselves in community theater. So yes, Ms. Dolly herself requested the honor of my presence, and I showed up -- with flowers. She is more lovely in person than you can imagine, witty and gracious, and, and, and... somebody pinch me, seriously.