We're having a "Cookie Throwdown" at work. Basically, a hipper version of an old-fashioned bakeoff. At the last chili cookoff my 'healthful vegetarian' chili went over like a lead zeppelin. And for a split second, for this challenge, I was thinking about doing some sort of reasonably healthy apple cinnamon walnut cookie... then I got wise. I am ( Read more... )

Tonight I'm sitting in a coffee shop working on Christmas cards. Listening to music and writing notes to people I love. Each card to send is a reminder of the people who have made my year special... my friends, family, professors, childhood friends, high school teachers, theatre folks from recent plays, the glorious kids on the track team, the ( Read more... )

Opening night happened, my lines were right where I needed them to be. It was excitement and playfulness backstage. The four of us put our heads together and hugged before curtain. I love to play. To make believe and toss the generally acknowledged state of reality aside for a while. Feeling a wide variety of emotions, nervousness, fear, ( Read more... )

Mark got in a car crash yesterday. Found out yesterday, driving to rehearsal. My mom said, "Are you driving? I'm going to tell you something, but I don't want you to get upset while you're driving." You know that's never a good start to a conversation. She told me about the accident. It was icy, Mark's car is in unfortunate shape, but he himself is ( Read more... )

This morning when I woke-up, in fact the minute I hit consciousness, I already felt like it had been a long day. Always an odd way to wake up... but it's just been "a week ( Read more... )

Am hitting a point of utter tired. Things have been a bit overwhelming at the office, with work abounding like so many ants at a picnic. Due to an alignment of projects / the stars, we are busier than we have ever been. Rehearsal goes until 10pm most nights, with me not getting home until 11pm... then dinner and chores until around midnight or ( Read more... )

Ridicule Keeps Fans of Harem Pants
From Getting Too Big For Their Britches

Slaves to Anti-Fashion Suffer Taunts
of 'Hammer Time', Bike Accidents

When Maggie Betts wore a $400 pair of black silk pants to a formal family dinner, her mother was appalled. “She said they looked like sweatpants,” the New York filmmaker recalls. A friend accused ( Read more... )

A couple days ago I wrote a rather tongue-in-cheek entry about workplace identity crisis. Joking aside, that got me thinking about my experience at work. Somewhere along the line, I think I realized I was being a baby about my job. And since then, while I still don't see it as a long-term occupation, I have indisputably looked at it differently ( Read more... )

I had to give a presentation at work this morning.  Dressed up in nice black pencil skirt, stockings, vest, and other what-have-you.  In walking to the office, caught my reflection in the wall of windows.  The clothes, heels, white dress jacket, packet of benefits materials, hair gently blowing in the breeze, and cell phone poised in my hand... I ( Read more... )

This morning, I went and picked apples for Second Harvest Heartland... the kindly farmer had donated the rest of his crop to feed the hungry, so it wouldn't go to waste when the first real frost comes.  I arrived at the orchard early in the morning and picked for many hours.  Got to watch the sun rise through the sky, catching the differing red ( Read more... )