Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade
NOVEMBER 27, 2008, 11:46 pm
Okay, so I got up this morning at 9:00. I hated myself for it, because the parade started at 8:00. I was just too tired to make myself get up out of my warm, comfortable bed. After all, when you aren't used to staying up until midnight reading (even during shows), you need your rest. But at nine, everyone else was up or gone, so I pulled my reluctant body away from the soft purple sheets. I went down the stairs, and to my surprise, my young siblings were watching a cartoon. I nearly snapped at them, but partly at myself for not waking at my pre-chosen hour. Quickly enough, the television was tuned to NBC, my ears perfectly tuned to the words "Broadway" (which was mentioned only about four billion times...after all, that's the street they were traveling down), "Tony" (which also was mentioned a few times) "Peanuts" (Charlie Brown had a float, too...) "Wicked" (Idina Menzel was there. Go figs! I hope Cheno got to say hi), and of course, "Kristin Chenoweth." I only heard her name once before the actual performance, which disappointed me greatly. Why in the world does Miley Cyrus get such hype for...herself when Kristin barely gets a nod?
So needless to say, it was nearly eleven before I heard any mention of Kristin Chenoweth. I fully expected her to be gone, well done with her day in New York. Even so, I kept the TV on, half watching the many marching bands. I did like the Broadway cast performances, though. I was very impressed with all of them, especially South Pacific and The Little Mermaid. But when the Shrek balloon came around I was horrified to hear that it is a musical. Ouch. How desperate are those writers, anyway? When the Care Bears came to the corner, I wasn't very happy. I mean, Santa was almost directly behind the colorful skating bears. There was no way that Kristin would be seen on my television today.
When you're surrounded by a bunch of bears, it's hard to tell how tall you are. But of course, I didn't mistake her for anyone else when the NBC people introduced her. She began lip synching like everyone else, I wasn't surprised. How else are you supposed to hear in a crowd of who knows how many people? She sang one of my favorite songs, The Christmas Waltz. It was cut short, of course, and I wasn't pleased with that, but it was all okay when she looked into the camera.
At risk of sounding like a creepy stalker, I really would love to meet Ms. Chenoweth. I have so many questions that can't be answered, no matter how many interviews she can give. I have questions that only could possibly have. I'd love to know when she was certain she wanted to be on Broadway. What was her life in high school like? Did she ever feel like her dreams were impossible to realize? What about her parents? Did they really want her to do opera, or was it her decision? Most of all, I would like to know about her faith. Why does she believe it? Does she really believe it? As a Christian myself, I'd love to know.
When Kristin looked into the camera and at the (doubtless) millions of people watching, it was like she was saying, "I'm real." She's not just a person on the screen or on the iPod. She's Kristin Chenoweth: real person.
