last night I got a call that reminded me of why we are here. I have a friend, I will call her MeMe. Meme and I have started attending church together. She travels a long distance every Sunday to get fed by National Community Church. I love that about her.
She really took to heart some of messages that have been laid down in the past few weeks at NCC. Last week, Pastor Mark talked about not being able to live off of someone else's story and the phenomenon of having a second hand experience of God. This message led me to one of my Holy Spirit encounters. ( Again...I will blog on that later when I have fully processed it).
MeMe found in the word a place of hope on which to stand. This week, she actually spoke truth into a situation and it came through ( to a certain extent) she was so thrilled with the affirmation of faith that she shared it with me. I was so amazingly happy for her! This is what I am talking about...seeing faith in action.
Even more amazing... she quietly shared how she was called to be in communion with a couple of our mutual friends last night. That she simply listened to what they needed to talk about and she felt so honored to be in thier confidence. I think this speaks volumes to what a life in the faith can provide. She felt so right in her spirit, that these people wanted to share in her energy. It's what life in community is all about, right?
I needed to hear about how God was working in her life to remind me that He is working in mine too. That I need to be thankful for the communion, for the community and the intersections that give me the opportunity to put faith into action.
Amen, y'all amen. What a win!
Friday, April 30, 2010
The end of a "lost" week...
It's Friday and I am glad that it is...
Like Pastor T.D. Jakes says " It's Friday...but Sunday's comin..." I definately need a recharge of some sort. This week has been super wonky. From doing All Shook Up all weekend to catching the Holy Spirit at Ebz last Sunday ( I guess I should blog about that too...) The week started all kinds of weird. That funky Nunsense call...blah blah blah. Instead of praying on it and staying in the Word, I have left it all the wayside. I have also eaten poorly and forgotten to take my meds. I have been scattered and uninterested in everything for most of the week. It's about to be a hoppin May. I have to do better than this.
I need the reset button. I need to go home, get in my jammies, have some popcorn and some TV. Get back in the the Book. Clean, do laundry and celebrate being free from bondage....
For right now though, I am gonna go read Pastor Mark's sermon from last week... or maybe even play it in the office ( my office mate is at a long lunch). Have my four point soup and some goldfish ( you know how I like my goldfish) and try to get my mind right.
Can you tell that I need a vacay? BAAAAAAAAAD.
Like Pastor T.D. Jakes says " It's Friday...but Sunday's comin..." I definately need a recharge of some sort. This week has been super wonky. From doing All Shook Up all weekend to catching the Holy Spirit at Ebz last Sunday ( I guess I should blog about that too...) The week started all kinds of weird. That funky Nunsense call...blah blah blah. Instead of praying on it and staying in the Word, I have left it all the wayside. I have also eaten poorly and forgotten to take my meds. I have been scattered and uninterested in everything for most of the week. It's about to be a hoppin May. I have to do better than this.
I need the reset button. I need to go home, get in my jammies, have some popcorn and some TV. Get back in the the Book. Clean, do laundry and celebrate being free from bondage....
For right now though, I am gonna go read Pastor Mark's sermon from last week... or maybe even play it in the office ( my office mate is at a long lunch). Have my four point soup and some goldfish ( you know how I like my goldfish) and try to get my mind right.
Can you tell that I need a vacay? BAAAAAAAAAD.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Feeling Real
I just settled down to sew up some costume pieces for a show at the Disco...when I found that Hamlet starring David Tennant (yummmm) was on. I flipped on PBS and got to sewing. By the time "...the rest (was) silence" I had gotten a good deal of my sewing work done. I settled into bed feeling fulfilled for the first time in a long time.
I was living my real life ... working toward making theatre happen while partaking of some great screen work. It was so nice. I fell right to sleep. I was being a theatre person, a real theatre person.
I felt real.
I was living my real life ... working toward making theatre happen while partaking of some great screen work. It was so nice. I fell right to sleep. I was being a theatre person, a real theatre person.
I felt real.
Today is annoyance day.
I have been trying to get in touch with my travel agent for three days now. I have emailed every day, called once and now I have called the cruise line - who told me to call my travel agent.
Sometimes you get what you pay for. Me and Momo got a great deal on this cruise to Bermuda. Due to a typo when I paid for it, our reservation got cancelled and had to be rebooked. What I didnt know was that they had upgraded us to an oceanview or balcony or some such nonsense. Momo, however, DID know and told me what happened. ::sigh:: Well she shouldnt be punished for a typo, so I contacted the travel people... see the first sentence.
I better get a balcony after all this.
25 days!
Sometimes you get what you pay for. Me and Momo got a great deal on this cruise to Bermuda. Due to a typo when I paid for it, our reservation got cancelled and had to be rebooked. What I didnt know was that they had upgraded us to an oceanview or balcony or some such nonsense. Momo, however, DID know and told me what happened. ::sigh:: Well she shouldnt be punished for a typo, so I contacted the travel people... see the first sentence.
I better get a balcony after all this.
25 days!
It all starts with a parking ticket...
Now for those of you who dont know, I work on the National Mall. I am also a pretty pretty princess who LOATHES the subway. so, everyday I drive down to the Mall and park there. I am one of thoe people who keeps the good tourists from finding a space on the Mall. I get parking tickets every couple of weeks ( but is still less than I paid for a space in the lot at Ye Olde). So, I am used to it.
What I am NOT used to is getting tickets in front of MY HOUSE.... at 1AM. I got into my car this morning only to find that a parking enforcement officer had generously given me a 50.00 ticket for an expired inspection sticker (oops).
Do i deserve to pay for my woeful civic neglect? Yes. Do I deserve to be ticketed at 1FREEKING am? Hellz no.
Made me very cranky. Had to vent.
What I am NOT used to is getting tickets in front of MY HOUSE.... at 1AM. I got into my car this morning only to find that a parking enforcement officer had generously given me a 50.00 ticket for an expired inspection sticker (oops).
Do i deserve to pay for my woeful civic neglect? Yes. Do I deserve to be ticketed at 1FREEKING am? Hellz no.
Made me very cranky. Had to vent.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
losing weight on the broken road
I am always afraid to publicly talk about weight loss. I am afraid that people will watch too closely and judge too much. Then again, they watch and judge anyway, so why not talk about it.
So, I am on weight watchers. I go to the meetings at work, which is really convenient. My office mate has lost a tremendous amount of weight in the two years I have been at the Disco. She is my inspiration. She never seemed to be suffering. She eats what she wants. She just chooses to eat better. That's my goal.
My goal since i started has been to actually do a whole week of staying within my " points" ( weight watchers teaches portion control by assigning a point value to every food. you have a certain amount of points per day - you choose how you spend them). Staying within my means has never been my strong suit ( just ask the credit card companies). Eating has been the one thing that brings me consistent pleasure. Now I have teach myself to each for life.
I made the decision to start WW because of side effect of my ADHD meds. I have very little appetite. I could clearly see that I only ate for emotional reasons when I couldnt feel hungry.
So, I decided to force myself to live more conciously.
How am I doing? I am 4 and half pounds down in a month. I can do this. It took way longer than a month to put it on and I certainly have gained more than four pounds in a month.
My first marker has already been met. It was to get under a certain number... I wont say what it is.
My next marker is to lose 30% of my body weight. It's not too far away... I'll let you know when that happens.
So, I am on weight watchers. I go to the meetings at work, which is really convenient. My office mate has lost a tremendous amount of weight in the two years I have been at the Disco. She is my inspiration. She never seemed to be suffering. She eats what she wants. She just chooses to eat better. That's my goal.
My goal since i started has been to actually do a whole week of staying within my " points" ( weight watchers teaches portion control by assigning a point value to every food. you have a certain amount of points per day - you choose how you spend them). Staying within my means has never been my strong suit ( just ask the credit card companies). Eating has been the one thing that brings me consistent pleasure. Now I have teach myself to each for life.
I made the decision to start WW because of side effect of my ADHD meds. I have very little appetite. I could clearly see that I only ate for emotional reasons when I couldnt feel hungry.
So, I decided to force myself to live more conciously.
How am I doing? I am 4 and half pounds down in a month. I can do this. It took way longer than a month to put it on and I certainly have gained more than four pounds in a month.
My first marker has already been met. It was to get under a certain number... I wont say what it is.
My next marker is to lose 30% of my body weight. It's not too far away... I'll let you know when that happens.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Funny Nun Monday
...is it wrong when you have more fun waiting for the audition than the audition itself?
I was able to spend several hours in the company of a bunch of women I havent seen in ages... all shapes, sizes, colors and ages. It was kind of cool to see all of these talented creatures in one spot. All of us vying for the chance to be nuns in an upcoming production of NUNSENSE.
I met my friend M-boogie in the parking lot and we went in together. We found many pretty young things sitting on the settees outside of the theatre. Slowly but surely as the matrons ( me included) came into the lobby, the younguns moved to one side of the lobby to stretch and preen and be young and pretty. M-boogie really should be with them - but she is way more grounded and cool than them. ;) So she was with the over 40 crowd. For some reason, this theatre only calls her in for old lady roles... anyway thier short sighted ness.
We sat and laughed and cut up for hours and then finally went in. It was a short audie... a scene and a song. I have NO idea how I did. it felt weird. The director gave me notes and made me sing the song again. I dont know if that is a good or a bad sign. The owner of the theatre gave me loving looks - but then again she always does :)
Whatev... I drove home, had dinner and told the cat about my day. I have NO idea how this is gonna turn out.
I was able to spend several hours in the company of a bunch of women I havent seen in ages... all shapes, sizes, colors and ages. It was kind of cool to see all of these talented creatures in one spot. All of us vying for the chance to be nuns in an upcoming production of NUNSENSE.
I met my friend M-boogie in the parking lot and we went in together. We found many pretty young things sitting on the settees outside of the theatre. Slowly but surely as the matrons ( me included) came into the lobby, the younguns moved to one side of the lobby to stretch and preen and be young and pretty. M-boogie really should be with them - but she is way more grounded and cool than them. ;) So she was with the over 40 crowd. For some reason, this theatre only calls her in for old lady roles... anyway thier short sighted ness.
We sat and laughed and cut up for hours and then finally went in. It was a short audie... a scene and a song. I have NO idea how I did. it felt weird. The director gave me notes and made me sing the song again. I dont know if that is a good or a bad sign. The owner of the theatre gave me loving looks - but then again she always does :)
Whatev... I drove home, had dinner and told the cat about my day. I have NO idea how this is gonna turn out.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Being Sylvia
I have to say that being “Sylvia” in All Shook Up is still one of the best artistic experiences of my life. She’s such a great character and so much fun to play. The show is adorable and the music is Elvis… you can’t beat that!
I have had the opportunity to be “Sylvia” twice now and I no matter the circumstance, or the venue – “Sylvia” just fits like a glove. This weekend, I had the pleasure of reviving my role at the Way Off Broadway Theatre in Frederick, MD. I was understudying for a friend who had a competition to attend (she won by the way!)
I went in unsure, as usual, about being in a new place with new people. They welcomed me and celebrated my being there and basically made me feel like I belonged. Two important things came of this event… one was the confidence boost I needed desperately and two was the confirmation that my role in the world is to share what I know with others.
Several of the younger performers thanked me for the advice I had given them. It was really nice to know that my being in their world for even just a little bit made an impact. I’m a teacher. I’m an artist. I’m Sylvia.
I have had the opportunity to be “Sylvia” twice now and I no matter the circumstance, or the venue – “Sylvia” just fits like a glove. This weekend, I had the pleasure of reviving my role at the Way Off Broadway Theatre in Frederick, MD. I was understudying for a friend who had a competition to attend (she won by the way!)
I went in unsure, as usual, about being in a new place with new people. They welcomed me and celebrated my being there and basically made me feel like I belonged. Two important things came of this event… one was the confidence boost I needed desperately and two was the confirmation that my role in the world is to share what I know with others.
Several of the younger performers thanked me for the advice I had given them. It was really nice to know that my being in their world for even just a little bit made an impact. I’m a teacher. I’m an artist. I’m Sylvia.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Genevieve has issues with people
I find that the hardest thing for me to do is be in community with people. It is really tough for me to have people depend on me or want to be with me. I don’t like the feeling of responsibility or obligation. Immature? I am sure…but it has been a part of my make up for a long time.
When I was a young girl, I longed for girlfriends to share my deepest teenage thoughts with. As I grew up, I made friends and have lots of lovely memories of slumber parties and concert, late night phone calls and notes passed in the hallways. I also have some very painful scars from the perceived hurts of a very sensitive child. I began to run inward as a teenager…not in that sulky kind of teenager way, but in the frightened of friends and the damage they could do kind of way.
I felt unsafe with people. I was always letting someone down. I didn’t say the right thing, I didn’t do the right thing and people punished me for it. Even if the punishment was in my head, I felt it… and felt it deep. It colored everything I ever did after that. I stepped tentatively into community with a couple of girls and had a ball for most of my high school years. Of course, we had drama and falling outs and all that.
In college, I decided to start again and I opened my heart to the Mount and everything there. What I am glad of is that when I opened my heart at that time… the Lord stepped in. I was called to attend the Mount and be on that Mountain for four years. My difficulties with people at college stemmed from my insecurity and sense of validity on the planet. It was easy for people who were even more insecure than me to manipulate and abuse me. I know that is strong, but some of the things that happened there would be categorized as abuse in any other setting. Torture even… nevertheless, I grew and found that my “weirdness”, My “ awkwardness” was part of who I was… and it made me interesting. I graduated from there wiser… weirder and still afraid to share myself totally with anyone or with God.
I’m gonna fast forward here through twenty years… amazing years – all culminating in my wonderful fortieth year. I would be a liar if I said, my issues with people were solved…far from it. I am still resistant to love and I am definitely resistant to being beholden to people. I have even punished myself in the past six months for letting people down and not being everything to everyone around me. But what has happened is that I find that the people I am letting into my world are accepting. The people who have remained from High School, College, RENT, jobs etc… are people who I have let down…and been let down by…. People who love me for who I am and who I could be… people who let me fall and help me up. I never thought that was possible. But it is.
When I was a young girl, I longed for girlfriends to share my deepest teenage thoughts with. As I grew up, I made friends and have lots of lovely memories of slumber parties and concert, late night phone calls and notes passed in the hallways. I also have some very painful scars from the perceived hurts of a very sensitive child. I began to run inward as a teenager…not in that sulky kind of teenager way, but in the frightened of friends and the damage they could do kind of way.
I felt unsafe with people. I was always letting someone down. I didn’t say the right thing, I didn’t do the right thing and people punished me for it. Even if the punishment was in my head, I felt it… and felt it deep. It colored everything I ever did after that. I stepped tentatively into community with a couple of girls and had a ball for most of my high school years. Of course, we had drama and falling outs and all that.
In college, I decided to start again and I opened my heart to the Mount and everything there. What I am glad of is that when I opened my heart at that time… the Lord stepped in. I was called to attend the Mount and be on that Mountain for four years. My difficulties with people at college stemmed from my insecurity and sense of validity on the planet. It was easy for people who were even more insecure than me to manipulate and abuse me. I know that is strong, but some of the things that happened there would be categorized as abuse in any other setting. Torture even… nevertheless, I grew and found that my “weirdness”, My “ awkwardness” was part of who I was… and it made me interesting. I graduated from there wiser… weirder and still afraid to share myself totally with anyone or with God.
I’m gonna fast forward here through twenty years… amazing years – all culminating in my wonderful fortieth year. I would be a liar if I said, my issues with people were solved…far from it. I am still resistant to love and I am definitely resistant to being beholden to people. I have even punished myself in the past six months for letting people down and not being everything to everyone around me. But what has happened is that I find that the people I am letting into my world are accepting. The people who have remained from High School, College, RENT, jobs etc… are people who I have let down…and been let down by…. People who love me for who I am and who I could be… people who let me fall and help me up. I never thought that was possible. But it is.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Unsure...
When things are unsteady, I tend to stand firm.
That could be me freezing up and not moving with the tide of what is going on, or it could be me being strong and solid in the face of uncertainty. If I were to be honest, it's more like the former than the latter.
I havent, in the past, been good with change. I dont like it. However, I have learned over the years to manage my dislike. Manage? Well, more like internalize it so it doesn't inconvenience anyone...and then it turns into a physical problem. For example, my back has gone out several times in the past month ... probably because my work world - the world I worked so hard to make stable is unstable again.
Maybe it's never going to be stable and I need to get used to that as the new " normal". I am keeping my eyes and my options open. There are a lot of balls in the air. I am standing still...I'm sure they are going to hit me in the head soon.
That could be me freezing up and not moving with the tide of what is going on, or it could be me being strong and solid in the face of uncertainty. If I were to be honest, it's more like the former than the latter.
I havent, in the past, been good with change. I dont like it. However, I have learned over the years to manage my dislike. Manage? Well, more like internalize it so it doesn't inconvenience anyone...and then it turns into a physical problem. For example, my back has gone out several times in the past month ... probably because my work world - the world I worked so hard to make stable is unstable again.
Maybe it's never going to be stable and I need to get used to that as the new " normal". I am keeping my eyes and my options open. There are a lot of balls in the air. I am standing still...I'm sure they are going to hit me in the head soon.
Monday, April 19, 2010
Dinner with my sister
Every Tuesday I have date with my sister. She and I usually go out to dinner and then out to do a little shopping and a lot of laughing. She is my touchstone and I rely on that contact to really assess what life is about.
This week, we went to get my costumes for ALL SHOOK UP and then went to the Cheesecake Factory for some deliciousness. The conversation turned a little more serious than I had hoped when she started talking about the house.
That freeking house is the baneof my exisitance. I dont clean it and my mother is freaked about that. She wants me to do what she wants me to do when she wants me to do it. I know that my quasi hoarding is making her bat shit crazier. The piles are awful. It would be better if i moved down into the basement. But that requires so much freeking work. I just dont want to do it.
The reason I bring this is up is that what came out of the conversation was that my sister said " I just dont want you two to be miserable anymore". whoa. I'm miserable? Why didnt I know this?
What really blows me away is that she lays it out for me and I see it. I am miserable. I live in squallor as a manifestation of my misery. When did this happen? Five years ago. When I put on the brave face the day my dad died. I havent cleaned my room since then.
Damn. I thought I was doing well. sigh.
This week, we went to get my costumes for ALL SHOOK UP and then went to the Cheesecake Factory for some deliciousness. The conversation turned a little more serious than I had hoped when she started talking about the house.
That freeking house is the baneof my exisitance. I dont clean it and my mother is freaked about that. She wants me to do what she wants me to do when she wants me to do it. I know that my quasi hoarding is making her bat shit crazier. The piles are awful. It would be better if i moved down into the basement. But that requires so much freeking work. I just dont want to do it.
The reason I bring this is up is that what came out of the conversation was that my sister said " I just dont want you two to be miserable anymore". whoa. I'm miserable? Why didnt I know this?
What really blows me away is that she lays it out for me and I see it. I am miserable. I live in squallor as a manifestation of my misery. When did this happen? Five years ago. When I put on the brave face the day my dad died. I havent cleaned my room since then.
Damn. I thought I was doing well. sigh.
So.... this weekend
...was kind of amazing.
It started with sleeping in. I reccomend it highly. I hit the off button on the alarm and let the sleep wash back over me for a couple hours. Then, I spent some quality time with the cat. Some of you dont know her. She used to be my sister's cat. When my sister moved into her own house, she only moved one cat with her (the mean needy one). Which left Nutmeg, the skeerdy cat, with me and Moms. She really is Mom's cat. They talk all the time and when Nutmeg needs solace or saftey she rushes to be all up under my mom. So she and I are sisters, I suppose.
Anyway, she really likes it when I am laying down...doesnt matter where. She will come and sit on me. Doesnt need me to do anything, just lay there. So as the sun was beaming warmly through the venetian blinds and the sounds of lawn mowers sang a springtime symphony, I read a novel while Nutmeg sunbathed on my tummy. Nice.
After that lovely morning... I decided to break my fast with a little bagel and peanut butter and then I felt inspired to clean. Readers, this is not usual AT ALL... nor is it any easy task. For years have been lazily accumulating mountains of stuff and my ADHD never allows me to get rid or clean any of it. But armed with the magic pill and a cup of coffee - I did it! I straightened the living room. It's not perfect, but it is almost presentable.
I was so happy that I could do it and I know my Moms is realived. She hates the squallor and despises herself or not be able to clean it herself. I hope that doing that little bit gave her a little peace of mind. I am determined to have the house clean ( or at least orderly) before I leave for my cruise!
It started with sleeping in. I reccomend it highly. I hit the off button on the alarm and let the sleep wash back over me for a couple hours. Then, I spent some quality time with the cat. Some of you dont know her. She used to be my sister's cat. When my sister moved into her own house, she only moved one cat with her (the mean needy one). Which left Nutmeg, the skeerdy cat, with me and Moms. She really is Mom's cat. They talk all the time and when Nutmeg needs solace or saftey she rushes to be all up under my mom. So she and I are sisters, I suppose.
Anyway, she really likes it when I am laying down...doesnt matter where. She will come and sit on me. Doesnt need me to do anything, just lay there. So as the sun was beaming warmly through the venetian blinds and the sounds of lawn mowers sang a springtime symphony, I read a novel while Nutmeg sunbathed on my tummy. Nice.
After that lovely morning... I decided to break my fast with a little bagel and peanut butter and then I felt inspired to clean. Readers, this is not usual AT ALL... nor is it any easy task. For years have been lazily accumulating mountains of stuff and my ADHD never allows me to get rid or clean any of it. But armed with the magic pill and a cup of coffee - I did it! I straightened the living room. It's not perfect, but it is almost presentable.
I was so happy that I could do it and I know my Moms is realived. She hates the squallor and despises herself or not be able to clean it herself. I hope that doing that little bit gave her a little peace of mind. I am determined to have the house clean ( or at least orderly) before I leave for my cruise!
Friday, April 16, 2010
Guess Who's Back?
I decided to come back to blogging because I think there is a lot going on in my life.
Let me explain. I still have my job at the Disco, still live with my mom, still have feelings for the bad news bear - all that is the same.
But I started going back to church, started weight watchers, was diagnosed ADHD and went on medication, the organization I work for is being reorganized, i am trying to launch my third theatre company, I need to clean and redecorate my house, I have been asked to audition at Toby's, i am understudying at a theatre in Frederick, i want to take a cruise and I havent taken my car in for service. See? A lot.
As Pastor Mark would say, let me unpack that statement a little bit ;)
I started going back to NCC regularly. It is important for me to be connected to a community of believers and to be challenged to move forward in faith. I can give up pretty easily - one of the main things I give up is church and God. I know! I am ashamed to even type that. But it's true. When the road is too tough, I dont fall down on my knees and ask for help. I just run and run and run...as if some how the running will lead me to an answer.
Weight watchers has been in and out of my life for the better part of thirty years. Much like going to church - when things got too tough, I just left it. I suppose I am ready now to make the changes in my life - as opposed to going on a diet. I have to feel better, I have to do better. I am commiting to trying - and it's working. I am making positive strides toward being a healthier eater. Eating for life and not for comfort, all those kinds of things. Oh, blogosphere you'll hear a LOT more about this as I progress.
In December, I was diagnosed with ADHD. Forty years and NOW I know why so many things were uncessarily challenging for me. I have started on a regime of medicine and implementing tools to keep my life in order. Things are looking up on that front. I think it's what has enabled me to progress in other aspects of my life.
the Disco is changing. The parent organinzation is doing strategic planning and doing a reorganization. It's stressful and everyone is unsure. I cant really speak too much to it - cuz I dont really know more than that.
One of my bucket list items is to establish a theatre company that lasts. I want to make it my career to run this theatre. Like Michael Kahn or Toby Orenstien. It would be a lasting leagcy to the art that I love. I am taking very slow steps to make this one happen. I am still hoping for a summer show, but I dont know if it will happen. I am incorporating and getting our tax exempt status together and trying to make some contacts in the community to do some partnerships and such. It all takes time...and we all know I am impatient.
The house, the house, the house. Me and Moms still live together and I am drivng her crazy with my quasi hoarding ways. She really wants to live in a tidy little house with few things, a cat and a daughter or two. What she has ended up with is a pig sty with me! oops. So, I am plegding to make some changes and to clean the jont and redecorate some of the rooms. I am going to turn the basement into my pig sty - I mean studio/office. Complete with a big table to do crafts/having meetings at and shelves for my eight million books and tchotcke. Perhaps when it is done, I shall even throw a dinner party.
I just got called in the audition for NUNSENSE at Toby's. For those of you who have known me for any length of time - I have done this show three times already. It was actually the first show I was paid to do at the Lazy Susan Dinner Theatre. I have fond feelings for the character of Sister Hubert and I would love to tackle her again now that I am closer to the actual age of the character. We'll see, i'll keep you posted.
Next week, i get to revive one of my all time favorite roles. That's Sylvia in ALL SHOOK UP. I am doing a little understudy gig at the Way Off Broadway Dinner Theater in Frederick Maryland. I'm a little nervous cuz they dance more than i did the last time - but I have a video tape and a week - we'll see what happens!
I got my tax refund and now all I want to do is take a cruise. I have taken the time off and I know which one I want to go on ( 7 days to Bermuda on the Celebrity Summit). Only glitch is that I am afraid I will need the money to take care of my car. I have been a really bad car mommy and havent gotten it tuned up in a while. I am skeered now that when I take it in, it will cost me the whole refund. That will leave me cruiseless and cranky. This is one of those times when a lottery win would be AWESOME.
Okay, if that isnt enough in the life of me...you'll have to tune in later for more posts. My brain is tired.
Peace out!
Let me explain. I still have my job at the Disco, still live with my mom, still have feelings for the bad news bear - all that is the same.
But I started going back to church, started weight watchers, was diagnosed ADHD and went on medication, the organization I work for is being reorganized, i am trying to launch my third theatre company, I need to clean and redecorate my house, I have been asked to audition at Toby's, i am understudying at a theatre in Frederick, i want to take a cruise and I havent taken my car in for service. See? A lot.
As Pastor Mark would say, let me unpack that statement a little bit ;)
I started going back to NCC regularly. It is important for me to be connected to a community of believers and to be challenged to move forward in faith. I can give up pretty easily - one of the main things I give up is church and God. I know! I am ashamed to even type that. But it's true. When the road is too tough, I dont fall down on my knees and ask for help. I just run and run and run...as if some how the running will lead me to an answer.
Weight watchers has been in and out of my life for the better part of thirty years. Much like going to church - when things got too tough, I just left it. I suppose I am ready now to make the changes in my life - as opposed to going on a diet. I have to feel better, I have to do better. I am commiting to trying - and it's working. I am making positive strides toward being a healthier eater. Eating for life and not for comfort, all those kinds of things. Oh, blogosphere you'll hear a LOT more about this as I progress.
In December, I was diagnosed with ADHD. Forty years and NOW I know why so many things were uncessarily challenging for me. I have started on a regime of medicine and implementing tools to keep my life in order. Things are looking up on that front. I think it's what has enabled me to progress in other aspects of my life.
the Disco is changing. The parent organinzation is doing strategic planning and doing a reorganization. It's stressful and everyone is unsure. I cant really speak too much to it - cuz I dont really know more than that.
One of my bucket list items is to establish a theatre company that lasts. I want to make it my career to run this theatre. Like Michael Kahn or Toby Orenstien. It would be a lasting leagcy to the art that I love. I am taking very slow steps to make this one happen. I am still hoping for a summer show, but I dont know if it will happen. I am incorporating and getting our tax exempt status together and trying to make some contacts in the community to do some partnerships and such. It all takes time...and we all know I am impatient.
The house, the house, the house. Me and Moms still live together and I am drivng her crazy with my quasi hoarding ways. She really wants to live in a tidy little house with few things, a cat and a daughter or two. What she has ended up with is a pig sty with me! oops. So, I am plegding to make some changes and to clean the jont and redecorate some of the rooms. I am going to turn the basement into my pig sty - I mean studio/office. Complete with a big table to do crafts/having meetings at and shelves for my eight million books and tchotcke. Perhaps when it is done, I shall even throw a dinner party.
I just got called in the audition for NUNSENSE at Toby's. For those of you who have known me for any length of time - I have done this show three times already. It was actually the first show I was paid to do at the Lazy Susan Dinner Theatre. I have fond feelings for the character of Sister Hubert and I would love to tackle her again now that I am closer to the actual age of the character. We'll see, i'll keep you posted.
Next week, i get to revive one of my all time favorite roles. That's Sylvia in ALL SHOOK UP. I am doing a little understudy gig at the Way Off Broadway Dinner Theater in Frederick Maryland. I'm a little nervous cuz they dance more than i did the last time - but I have a video tape and a week - we'll see what happens!
I got my tax refund and now all I want to do is take a cruise. I have taken the time off and I know which one I want to go on ( 7 days to Bermuda on the Celebrity Summit). Only glitch is that I am afraid I will need the money to take care of my car. I have been a really bad car mommy and havent gotten it tuned up in a while. I am skeered now that when I take it in, it will cost me the whole refund. That will leave me cruiseless and cranky. This is one of those times when a lottery win would be AWESOME.
Okay, if that isnt enough in the life of me...you'll have to tune in later for more posts. My brain is tired.
Peace out!
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