Like Home opens in one week!

Like Home opens in one week!

It runs for three weekends! My favorite theatre director—who happens to be my husband—directed the show! And you’re invited!

If you like the possibility of thrills and chills and awkward silences and missing sound cues, come to the Thursday, April 27th preview performance at 8pm (I personally love a good preview, I really do—I always feel much closer to the actors, unless I am one of the actors, and then I just feel humiliated that my underpants were showing in my death scene, or that I forgot my line about the tea kettle and the dwarf and brought the play to a crashing halt).

If you’re a traditionalist, come to the official Opening Night performance on Friday, April 28th, also at 8pm. There will still be thrills and chills, but you may get a glass of wine or a donut out of it.

You know you want to be there, if just to get a chance to say I know the playwright and she should totally stick to blogging or I don’t know the playwright but she looks a lot hotter in that picture at the blog or My dog could have written this shite or Who knew Mattern had such a potty mouth, at least on her blog she only says bum-bum and poo.

Or maybe you’ll like the play. I have heard of such things happening, but not very often, of course.

For reservations and info, go to Main Street Stage online. The cast—Bruce T. MacDonald, Alexia Trainor, Michael Trainor, Justina Trova, Spencer Trova and Linda White—is just plain terrific. Half of them are related to each other in real life, so if you’re getting a degree in family counseling or family planning or anything else family-related, I’m pretty sure you can earn three credits, just for seeing the show. Save your ticket stubs.

The show runs from April 27—May 14th. The theatre only seats 50, so if you think you can make it, please do call and make a reservation. If I know you are coming and the house won’t be empty, I will drink less and be a better mother to my children.

Yes. The future of my children (and my liver) is in your hands.

Hope to see you there. Really. Oh my God. So much. You don’t know. I’ll die if you don’t go. Can you live with that? No, of course you can’t. Do the right thing. Save a playwright.

David painted the picture for the poster. Ruby slippers! Isn’t he good? And he COOKS.

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