Daytime Emmys

I am a still a bit in recovery mode from Friday night, so please forgive me. After all, the Daytime Emmys was an all-day event. I ended up taking the entire day off on Friday and now am thankful for it. There is no way I would have pulled everything off and still made the Emmys in time. From the time I woke up (8:30 am) to the actual time of the ceremony, it was go, go, go. I had a hair appointment, errand running, make up appointment and had to be in Hollywood by 4.30. The make up took a bit longer and by the time I got on the 101 to Hollywood, I was already ten minutes late. To top it off, parking was full and and Hollywood and Highland was closed for the red carpet. It took 30 minutes alone to turn around the block to try my hand one more time at the parking under the theater. Finally, I pulled into the garage (that had been labeled "full", but changed last-minute) and I parked. I rushed to the theater doors and handed my ticket to the security. They saw how visibly shaken I was, afraid I was going to miss the entire event. I had to keep it together for my makeup job, alone. They ushered me in and I didn't feel so bad when I saw Finola Hughes in front of me. I even made a crack to her that if they don't let HER in, we would really be in trouble. Well, they did let her and I both in and we found our tables. Mine was actually closer to the stage than hers ;) 

Our table didn't produce any winners that night, but it did produce plenty of bottles of wine. The entire ceremony was fun and the cast of Days was in very good spirits, despite being shut-out for the night. After the show, dinner was served, but I was too busy hunting down the one woman I was dying to meet that night, Miss Susan Lucci. I succeeded and managed to even get a picture with the pint-sized diva. I realized most actresses oblige to take a picture with you if you use the words, "perfection" when describing them to their faces. 

The night ended with the after-party, more drinks, and dancing at the NBC party at Twist, above the theater. There was a fun turn-out and everybody was in high spirits. The party ended at around 3 am with a bunch of women and some very achy feet. The next morning, after some heavy napping, I drove down to Huntington Beach to visit a friend from Portland. It was the perfect escape to relax after the mayhem of Friday night. Those events are fun, but exhausting. Now, on to the perfect quiet Sunday, before the craziness of work hits on Monday.