The Therapy Journals of the Fat-Headed Klingon Woman

One woman's journey to becoming Her True Self

Mama T and Crazy D’s Big Adventure August 27, 2014

Tulsa Les Mis set

Hello all!  You know what’s good about having friends?  Well, ok, there’s lots of good things about having friends, but right now, I’m thinking of two big things:  friends can support each other through difficult and scary things, and friends can have crazy amounts of fun together.  For example:

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This past weekend, I got to do something I rarely get to do, and ALWAYS want to do.  I got to go on a trip with a friend.  Ok, so it was a short trip.  Basically, it was an overnight trip.  Ardmore to Tulsa and back in 24 hours or 5000 Calories.  Since I seem to be on a Forrest Gump reference role this morning, I’ll put it this way.  My ‘best good friend’ and I went to Tulsa last Friday night to see Les Miserables at the Tulsa Performing Arts Center.

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Now as most of my readers know, I was actually IN a performance of Les Mis (Ok, eight performances) when Ardmore Little Theatre presented the first ever community theater production of Les Mis in Oklahoma, last year in late July.  I was just one of The Miserables, whereas my best good friend was Madame Thenardier, the Great Mean Mama.  I often now call her Mama T.

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So Mama T and I left her house at about 3:45 Friday afternoon and headed for Tulsa.  She was driving, because she has a decent vehicle, and mine… well, let’s just say it’s not really up to road trips, even relatively short ones.  So we hit the road and the first thing I did was jokingly snuggle my head on her shoulder and see if I could sweet-talk her into agreeing to the latest thing the theater asked her to do, and we spent some time hashing out why she won’t do it.  Let’s just say spotlight hogging is involved. 🙂

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So then we were both hungry and we started looking for ideas for somewhere to eat supper before we got to Tulsa.  Incidentally, neither of us has ANY idea what we used to do before smart phones.  The Map App and the ability to look up nearby restaurants… yeah, Invaluable here, folks.  Mama T teases me because I can barely use the map app, and she says it’s because I never get to go anywhere, which is totally true, and I don’t go many places alone, which is truer still.  Anyway, we ended up stopping in Stroud at this place called Rock Café, not to be confused with Hard Rock Café, but famous in its own right because it has been featured on Diners and Dives or something like that.  Anyway, their famous dish was a German thing called ‘jagerschnitzel and spaetzle’ which is basically a breaded pork cutlet with some brown gravy on it and little noodle balls.  It was different, and it was tasty enough for two fluffy girls who were hungry!  We also shared a southern favorite, a dish of fried green tomatoes.  Yum!

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Then onward and upward we went, arrived at Tulsa right on time, went to the theater, went in, and got seated.  This was the point at which things started to get silly.  I’m pretty well known for being, let’s say, enthusiastic, at times and I had been looking forward to this whole adventure for so long!  We sat waiting for the show to start, and the theater nerd in me was basically just dying to climb up there on stage and examine their set construction, sneak backstage and see what kind of fly loft they had, and check out their scene change setup.  We got the giggles a few times, naturally, and I don’t even remember now what all our giggles were about.  I just know we never run out of things to giggle about.

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Finally the show started, and we watched intently, comparing, of course, their production to our production.  Naturally they had some very good performances and some less inspiring performances, but the main reason we chose to do this whole Weekend Warrior Road Trip was that the actor who played Javert in our production had been cast as Thenardier in this one!  We loved him as Javert, of course, and were very curious to see what he would do in a completely different comic role.  Well, he was wonderful, as he always is, and after the show we met up with him and hung out and visited a bit, finally leaving when he decided he’d better get to his bed because he had to do TWO performances on Saturday, one as Javert in the cover cast performance, and one as Thenardier!  Wow, this guy is so dedicated.

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After saying our goodbyes we went to our hotel room and vegged out, rehashing the show and comparing notes.  We had two big fluffy queen size beds in our room and an air conditioner that worked almost too well.  At one point we were chattering away and I was already getting drowsy (what am I talking about, already, it was nearly 2:30 in the morning!) but I was trying to keep listening to her analyzing the show.  Well apparently I dozed off when she was reading aloud from the program, and she looked across the room at me and just about flipped, because I had fallen asleep so suddenly she thought I was dead!

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After that we decided we’d better sleep.  The next morning we slept in, and we had decided previously to skip breakfast in favor of going to Red Lobster for an early lunch.  Checkout was at 11:00 and we walked out at 10:59.  Whew!  The maid was only two doors down from our room.  So then we looked up the nearest RL (thank you again, smart phones!) and went for lunch.  Holy Moly!  I hadn’t been to a Red Lobster in nearly 25 years, and it was quite enjoyable, especially the famed garlic cheddar biscuits.  I chose a mixed plate of shrimp, fish, clams, and scallops, (unfortunately all breaded and fried- this was before I began my low carb thing) and she shared a bite of her crab legs and rice pilaf with me, and we split a giant, melty-center, ice cream topped chocolate chip cookie thing.  Holy Moly again!  Talk about yummy!

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Finally we left and hit the road back toward home.  We chattered all the way about this and that, and finally when we were close to our destination, she suggested we go to this really neat place, The Artesian, in the next town over from hers, which happens to have a Pinkitzel cupcake place in it!  What was really funny was that not ten minutes before she suggested it, I was thinking we should go there and pick up a cupcake or two, because that is what we always do when I go to her house.  Gotta love a good tradition!  Well, we chose our cupcakes and made it to her home.  Hung out, watched some movies about English royalty, ordered a pizza.  Finally about 10:00 that evening, I got on the road toward my domicile and my chilluns.

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Our long-awaited, much anticipated “Mama T and Crazy D’s Big Adventure” weekend was over.  It was a great little relaxing getaway, and I can’t wait  to do another one!

Until next time,

D.

 

A-Z Day 3- Community Theater, Cousins, and Cookies! April 4, 2014

Cousins!*

Hello all! Just a quick word while I am waiting for rehearsal to start. I know I haven’t mentioned it, but I am helping backstage on our charity fundraising production of Smokey Joe’s Café with Ardmore Little Theater.  Due to an unexplainable series of events, I arrived at the theater much earlier than strictly necessary.  That being the case, I thought maybe I could take this opportunity to throw a post out there for the A to Z challenge, Day 3.

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And…I got nothin’.  I started to write about cookies, because I stopped in at Subway for supper, and I bought a lovely, healthy-ish sandwich, and made it a combo with apple slices, but boy! Those macadamia nut/white chocolate chip cookies were calling my name.  I resisted them like a boss, and I am quite proud. However, there is a distinct possibility I would sell my left arm for some sugar. Addiction sucks. Can I just say this?

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The theater’s next production after Smokey Joe’s is The 39 Steps. Crazy comedy at its finest. I will not be helping backstage on that one. I will probably help with building just a few set pieces, but that will be it. After that, a brief respite and then the big summer musical.  We did Les Mis last year, which I was in, and of course we will never top it. But next summer is Grease.  I might audition, even though there are very few roles for adults in that show. Mostly teenagers. We’ll see.

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Oh, perhaps you are wondering about that picture at the top.  I posted that on my Facebook timeline for “Throwback Thursday,” as the young’uns say.  It is me and all my siblings and cousins up to that point.  It was taken in about 1982 and I think we got a few more cousins after that.  Were we rockin’ the style or what? 🙂

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Until next time,

D.

 

The Year Behind, The Year Ahead… December 31, 2013

Path

Path (Photo credit: Guerito)

Hello all!  I have neglected my beloved blog for a couple of months now, and I do apologize.  I plan to do better with that in the future.  More on that shortly.  So!  It’s New Year’s Eve.  The Big One.  The last hoorah, as it were.  People everywhere are posting their year in review, and I am a total bandwagon-hopper, so here’s mine.  Enjoy!

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For starters, in 2013, nobody died.  Not in my family, at least.  Last year my father lost his mother and his baby sister in the same damn year.  It was pretty bad.  Thankfully this year, we have not lost any close family members.

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My weight loss efforts, on the other hand, suffered an untimely demise.  Well, maybe not entirely.  I have sort of continued to half-heartedly fight the battle of the bulge, but overall this year, I am up by 10 pounds since this time last year.

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Ah, the children.  Yes, of course.  From the beginning of this blog, my kiddos and their progress in life have been a continuing topic of discussion, and they are actually doing pretty well.  Daughter S. is taking college courses, and passing them, and although she is in a temporary lull with regard to having clarity on what she wants to do with her life and how she wants to do it, I think in general, she is in good shape.  Daughter J. is in a period of great growth and striving toward what she wants.  She has a job and a boyfriend and plans for her future.  Next on her list: she wants to learn to drive, and she wants to get married.  THAT particular goal of hers is going to require a lot of work and planning for her to be able to have independence, given her and her boyfriend’s developmental limitations.  Also a lot of therapy for ME, to be able to handle such an event.

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The Boy deserves his own paragraph.  After struggling his last few years in public school, we home-schooled last year, and this year we found him a small, private Christian school which uses a homeschool curriculum, and he seems to be growing and making progress and fitting in quite well.  He still has difficulties expressing himself appropriately when he gets really mad, (and he often gets mad for the most incomprehensible of reasons) but when it comes to the expression part, who doesn’t?!  Anyway.  His physical growth and changes in the past year are somewhat mind-blowing to me.  He has outgrown his sisters, his feet are bigger than mine, and I feel pretty certain by this time next year he will be taller than me as well.  NOT looking forward to that, I’ll just be honest.  He will be 13 in May.  For now I will just enjoy not having any teenagers in the house! (The girls turned 20 on November 29.)

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And where do we even begin with my own personal progress in 2013?  It has been a year of stretching my horizons and trying new things.  I took a solo vacation for the first time in my life, and traveled to Charleston, SC to spend a weekend with a bunch of people I didn’t know, and it turned out AMAZING.  Even before that, though, I did the unthinkable.  I auditioned for community theater.  I got up on a stage and sang for a bunch of people I didn’t know, and just like the Charleston trip, it was an amazing thing for me.  I was cast in the Ardmore Little Theatre production of Les Miserables and made so many new friends.  It was literally a life-changing decision when I dug up from somewhere deep inside me the bravery to actually get up on that stage and try out

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If you have been reading me throughout this entire community theater journey, you will know that I also developed a major crush on someone from the theater, which followed me from June through December.  Unfortunately, the person about whom I was obsessing did not think I was special in the same way that I thought he was special.  Right about the time I got clear on that, he decided that one of my best friends was special in that way instead.  And after watching me pine for this person for six months, his sudden attention to her made her decide she thought he was special in that way, too.  That is one of the reasons I haven’t written much here lately.  On a scale of 1 to 10, this infatuation was a 15, so it has taken me some time to begin to heal from all of that.  But I am, finally.  I have had no other choice but to forgive, and my friend and I are still friends.  Possibly better friends than before.  At least, I hope so.

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Before all of this romantic drama happened, the theater journey continued with a leading role in a play that was making its world debut on our stage, which was something I NEVER thought I could do.  Wow.  I never thought I could act, and it turns out, I am not too bad at it.  It helps that the character I was playing was very close to my own personality, so I may not actually be as good an actress as I like to think, but we won’t dwell on that. 🙂   The journey is scheduled to continue as, a week from tonight, I audition for the next ALT production, Young Frankenstein.  I only hope for a chorus part in that one as well.

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To wind up the year, I have been conducting a personal test in the last week or two.  After all the drama with my friend and The Crush hit the fan, I deactivated my Facebook temporarily.  As you will know if you have read me much, Facebook was one of my major outlets, the primary way I connect with people, but I decided it was best if I take a break.  I had said I would probably reactivate it after the New Year, but we’ll see.

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This is getting long, so very briefly, my hopes for 2014:  just happiness.  Beyond that, I’m open.

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My GOALS, on the other hand, are a whole other story.  I want to renew my Weight Watchers efforts with enough dedication and determination that I will remain on the downward slide with regard to scale numbers, and be under 200lbs by this time next year.  I want to steal one of my little sister’s goals and make it a point to connect more with my family.  I want to start saving for my Long Dreamed Of Trip to Alaska for my 45th birthday (which isn’t until 2017!).  And finally, I might just write a book.  My poetry got a lot of attention in 2013, and I hope to draw on some connections I made from that, and maybe let it take me somewhere.

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Above all, I am going to TRY to live in the moment.  Wherever I am, I am going to be intensely focused on being there.  Enjoying where I am, what I am doing, and WHO I am with.  I am not going to be wishing I could be somewhere else or with someone else (read: a romantic relationship).  I am going to focus on trying to be myself, love myself, and perhaps in 2014, finally grow up.  The following are two quotes I want to try to live by in 2014:

If it’s not challenging you, it’s not changing you.

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Life is a result of the choices you make.  If you don’t like your life, start making better choices.

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HAPPY AND HEALTHY NEW YEAR TO EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU!

Until next time,

D.

 

Just Hanging Ten and Riding the Old Mood Wave September 2, 2013

Honey Badger

Honey Badger (Photo credit: Rainbirder)

Hello all.  Today is one of those days where it wouldn’t take much for me to become that woman in the news clip who is seen being wrestled into the back seat of a police car by five or six burly cops who could give The Incredible Hulk a run for his money, simply because the cashier at the grocery store, or the guy in the next car at the stoplight, or the neighbor to the north whose back yard just went up in flames, or one of her own offspring, said something that she in her pre-hormonal state just kind of took wrong and with little or no warning became a raging ball of psycho that even a rabid honey badger would skirt around with caution.

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In short… I AIN’T in a good mood.  Aside from the reasons for this hinted at in the preceding paragraph (pre-hormonal state, obnoxious neighbors, offspring), I am basically just at a loss as to explain why I am so volatile at the moment.  It’s not like things are going badly.  My birthday’s coming up, I have plans to go to the local Little Theater and see a new play this week, an event for which I will also be reuniting with my Les Mis castmates, the house didn’t catch on fire when the neighbor’s yard went up in flames this afternoon… I have plenty of reasons to be in a better mood than the one I’m in.

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Today was one of those days where I had to self-edit much more heavily than usual.  Every time I wanted to post something on social media or send someone a text message, I had to think, “Ok, do I REALLY have anything to say that is worth hearing at this point, or am I merely about to complain, whine, gripe, grouch, or otherwise suck the joy out of someone’s day?”  When it turned out that the answer to that question was ‘no and yes’ then I decided Grandma’s old adage was definitely applicable, and if I couldn’t say something nice… well, you know the rest.

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Then finally, late in the day, I was able to share something humorous and positive, which was that I had finished my playlist for Little Theater set construction days.  When I help with building sets, I am surrounded by several older guys who, for the most part, don’t appreciate music by people like Gaga, Beyoncé, or any of the other artists whose music might be likely to appear on my teenage daughter’s iTunes, so I created a playlist of mostly 50s and 60s rock and similar songs, which I know my set-building cohorts will likely really enjoy.  We just finished the set for the play that opens on Thursday, and now I can’t wait for the next one to start.  And hopefully, I will be working on set as a cast member next time, because I plan to audition for a role in this one.  Granted, I have never acted in a non-musical play in my life, and I really don’t know what I’m doing, but what the hey.  Gotta start somewhere, right?

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So anyway.  Not much else going on, really.  My trip to Charleston is a mere four and a half weeks away, which is amazing.  I can’t wait to go, but I wish I had gotten my act together and stayed serious about WW a couple months ago so I could have been at a smaller size for this trip.  But oh well.  It is what it is, as they say.  And besides, if I’d been a smaller size, I would have had to shop for new clothes for the trip, and ‘ain’t nobody got funds for that!’  (Slight adaptation of the popular meme.)

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With regard to men and relationships, my current dry spell makes Death Valley look lush.  I still have the monster crush on the one guy from Les Mis, but not much is happening there.  We are friends, and we work on sets together, and that is all.  Possibly one day something will change, but I am thinking perhaps I should resign myself to a future career as a sheep herder in Tibet, or start looking into becoming a nun.

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In reality though, I will probably be too busy to worry about the non-date-filled status of my schedule, because I am about to begin training to be a literacy tutor volunteer, and once I get assigned a student or two, I will have several hours less time to think about it.  The recommended amount of time to spend with a student is two hours, twice a week.  Which is actually quite a lot to expect of a volunteer tutor, if you ask me, but no one did.  And again, I will be building sets for the next play, and with luck, will be in rehearsals for same, so I will have plenty to occupy my time.

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So overall, I guess I can consider today a success primarily because I did NOT go ballistic and commit aggravated assault on someone for no apparent reason other than hormones and mood swings, and my house didn’t catch on fire, and I have a ton of things to be thankful for, and really I am.  I have much to look forward to, and much to keep me busy, so those tiny little issues that are mere ‘fly in the ointment’ things should be pretty easy to just ignore.  I’m going to give it my best shot, anyway.

 

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Until next time,

D.

PS- By way of announcements, I have been doing a lot of editing and adding to the Poetry and Fiction page at the top of the blog- if you like poetry or are interesting in reading mine, please feel free to check it out.

 

Loving Life In No Uncertain Terms! August 8, 2013

My favorite piece of art by one of my talented new theater friends!

Hello all.  Have you ever been at a point in life where everything just seems to be right?  I am there.  I am just so in love with my life right now!  It’s actually pretty scary.  If you’re a regular reader, you all know I auditioned for community theater, was cast in the chorus of Les Miserables, and proceeded to have the most amazing, life-changing summer I have ever had.  I met some incredible, talented, fun, beautiful people, fell in love a time or two, learned about myself, and discovered a new passion.  But honestly, that’s just the beginning!

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I also recently saw a billboard that may turn out to be life-changing as well.  It was a call for volunteers to attend a workshop to learn to be literacy tutors and ESL teachers.  I was immediately intrigued, but I didn’t get the number down the first time I saw the ad; I had to wait a few days until the next time I passed the billboard at the right time, but finally I got the number and called.  I have always been intrigued by the possibility of teaching ESL (English as a Second Language) overseas.  I used to work in a shipping/postal store, and we served a lot of customers who were ESL teachers overseas, coming in to ship things to their foreign addresses when they were getting ready to go back over.  I always tried to get as much information from them as I could, and frequently in fact, talked their ears off!  (It was the same with anybody who had anything to do with Alaska!  And Lord help them if they knew about both!)

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So this workshop is coming up on August 10th, and it is just the first step in what could become a new direction in my life.  But in addition to that, there is the oft-mentioned The Blathering, a blogging meet-up I am attending in Charleston the first week in October.  I will be rooming with some incredible writers and meeting even more, and I couldn’t be more excited about that.  I’ve never been to Charleston before, but have always wanted to, and my roommates and I are already planning to take plantation tours, ghost tours, and all kinds of super fun stuff.  Who wouldn’t be excited about that?!

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And if all goes well, the trip to Charleston will occur in the middle of rehearsals for the next community theater play, a new production called The Secrets of the Buttermilk Hotel.  I plan to audition in late September, and several of the Les Mis cast are already getting excited about potentially being in Buttermilk together.  I have to say, the newfound camaraderie with the Les Mis cast is absolutely one of the most fun things about life right now.  We are always goofing around on Facebook, posting pictures of our shenanigans, making plans to do more projects together, and plotting our reunions!  I just literally could never have imagined how much the decision to be brave and audition for a community theater summer musical could change my existence.  And the amazing thing is, I’m not the only one!  There were many others in the cast for whom this summer was a transformative, life-changing experience.  It has also opened doors with regard to my writing.  One of the cast (who, incidentally, co-wrote and will be directing Buttermilk) asked me to adapt some of my entries from the blog here into an article about being a theater newbie who overcame fear and insecurity to try something new and benefitted hugely from it.

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Thankfully, all the good things are not just about me.  We have found a new school that has already made a huge difference in the life of my son, who up to this point has hated school with a passion and struggled mightily, even though he is bright and inquisitive.  He attended their summer program and made a great deal of encouraging progress.  He starts in a couple of weeks and is actually looking forward to it, which is a miracle!

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The sad part (you had to know there would be one) is that when life is this good, I often have to fight a tendency to be afraid, to wonder what hideous bad thing is going to happen that will ruin all of this for me, or at least put a serious damper on it.  I don’t like that about myself, but that is just how I seem to operate.  But it gives me a good opportunity to work on strengthening my faith, to remind myself that I can get through all things with God’s help.  In life, like in theater, Attitude is Everything!  Every night of the show, we had a motto from our director; it was Latin, and loosely translated, meant “We Dare to Be Great!”  All we have to do is keep that in the forefront of our minds and keep plowing forward, enjoying the moment and having faith that there is nothing that can’t be overcome.

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Until next time,

D.

 

That the Powerful Play Goes On… July 3, 2013

English: Les Miserables at Queen's Theatre, as...

English: Les Miserables at Queen’s Theatre, as seen in the day. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Hello all!  My long lost friends!  I do apologize for the dearth of updates lately- being in The Play has taken up all my free time, but Oh! I am having so much fun.  Rehearsals, set construction, hanging out with the cast after hours.  New people!  New challenges!  Bravery, adventure, music, romance.  Well, not that last one yet.  But I have been eyeballing someone specific with an idea toward potentially asking him out if he doesn’t ask me before the end of the show.  I have no idea if he knows or not, but sadly, I don’t think I have a ‘subtle’ setting.  I always fear that the entire world knows the contents of my heart, merely from the look in my eyes, but I could be exaggerating.  I have no doubt whatsoever that this person has seen the ‘schoolgirl crush’ look a hundred times, at least.

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But anyway.  The progress on the play has been bumpy, chaotic, frenetic, and always a little off-kilter from what I expected, but I feel that it will all come together by the time we close.  I mean, open.  🙂  Of course I mean open.

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And then of course after the close of the play, it’s only two months until The Blathering!  Still very excited about that, and occasionally perusing Charleston ghost tours and carriage tours, and all those other fascinating things that I hope to accomplish during a long weekend in a strange city I’ve never set foot in before, to say nothing of traveling there alone, with not a soul I know along for the ride.

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I started thinking about it, and if you remember, in the last few years I have set theme goals for my personal development.  2010 was Transformation, 2011 was Action.  I basically floundered during 2012- the girls’ graduation and the cruise were the high points, but my weight loss efforts and potential relationships I was exploring were big disappointments.  But I think I have finally decided on a theme for 2013.  Even though the year is half over, I am naming this the year of Exploration.  Between the play, the trip to Charleston, and changes to my thoughts, ideas, and beliefs on some things, this has been a year for me to just try my wings, so to speak.  I am taking risks and accepting challenges, and finding new ways to create who I am.  Doesn’t that actually sound like a great thing?

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It will be interesting to see where the road goes from here!  One thing I know, dress rehearsal for the play is two weeks from tonight.  Whatever happens, I will forever be thankful I was brave enough to give this a shot!

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Until next time,

D.

 

Newbie On The Boards! (Is that the right expression?) June 19, 2013

Broadway Posters

Broadway Posters (Photo credit: Broadway Tour)

Hello all!  Well, I suppose my last post with its little dose of drama and a minor reference to the Universe made the Universe decide I needed a little bit more to consider, with the result that a number of unbloggable things have happened lately, and it feels like my life and my family’s life is a snail on the sidewalk, and the Universe is the big dumb bully standing over us with a salt shaker:  “Sizzle, suckers!”

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But anyway.  Rehearsals for the play have started, and wow!  What a lot of work, but a lot of fun at the same time!  The first week or so, we just worked on the music, as if it were a choir rehearsal.  We sat in chairs, we sang, we repeated parts over and OVER.  But then we started work on the staging aspect of rehearsals, and it got really interesting.  Keep in mind, I had never been involved in any kind of theater production.  No high school play, no college theater, nothing.  I didn’t really know exactly how the whole process worked, or what the experience would be like, but I was thoroughly committed.  I signed up with the full anticipation that I would have little to no free time for the next six weeks or so.  Some folks have dropped out, some have missed rehearsals, been late, etc. BUT… we have plowed forward, and I think it will come together soon.

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The funniest part is our director.  He is clearly passionate about his work, and he is so very patient with all the newbies like me, like when he’s telling me something as simple as “Back up…” and I look at him like a deer in headlights because I’m in the middle of a crowd and I’m not sure he’s talking to me.  Or when he says “You…move over here…” and again, I don’t move because although my eyes are on him, my adult-onset ADD is taking over and I’m actually not even sure where my mind is, because I just had an “Obliviate!” moment.  He never gets aggravated at us, or at least he doesn’t show it.  He just grins his big ol’ grin and says, “It’s ok, that’s why we have these little get-togethers!”

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And then of course, there are the glimpses of how the show will turn out when it’s complete, when we get a great bit of staging right, or somebody hits a great note, or the whole chorus blasts forth with the final note of a very moving song.  Those are the best moments so far, because I just know the audience is going to love it.  Those are the moments that make me feel like I already know I am going to be part of something absolutely amazing, and I absolutely can’t wait.

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Until next time,

D.

 

 
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