Tuesday was one of those magnificent days when it seems each moment is the happy wrap up of a romantic comedy starring Jennifer Aniston. Order a small Pomegranate Blueberry Tea Latte and they unwittingly make you a large, drive around Hollywood Boulevard for only three seconds before finding a free spot, and spend prescious moments with Karis, 4 and sassy.

It has been raining like mad in Los Angeles and Tuesday was no exception. Drivers became unhinged and fearfully, often at fours mile per hour, crawled down the drenched freeways. However, nothing was going to bother me that day. I securely sat on cloud 9 awaiting my 4:15PM audition.

When I pulled into WB’s parking structure it seemed clear I’d be running a far way in the rain, completely diminishing my strategic waves from “sexy beach” to drenched rat. Instead it abruptly stopped while I walked to the building and promptly started back up when I was within. Heaven kissed, thank you.

I read for a great role on a successful crime drama and I’d even get to die, which is one of my dramatic dreams. The casting director brought me through the scene twice before inviting me for a callback the following day. “Felicity,” c’mon, she had to be mine. As I left the rain had stopped. It poured again when I nestled into my car. I told my mom, “Hey, can’t this be a sign? Look at all the nice things that happened today; maybe I have the part!”

It was a nice sentiment but today proved to be untrue as another girl scooped up the role while I remained “good, but not right for this one.”

Regardless, I’ll consider yesterday a part of my fairy tale. I may not get everything that I want, and especially not specifically when I want it, but as I stood with my husband, brother, best friend, and friends outside of IO West comedy club where I’d just performed I knew I had everything I needed. Dreams can come true tomorrow… or the next day.

* Both photos from I Love Wildfox.