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Wednesday, July 25, 2007


This week Mr. D. and I bought some new bedding for our master bedroom. We have been searching for linens to match the existing striped wall treatment and curtains and we were thrilled to finally find some that we thought were perfect. Bedding is expensive, as you probably know, but we thought it was a good investment for the next few years and since it worked so well in the room we didn't mind the extra cost.

So... here is the beautiful new linen set...

And here is the beautiful new linen set five minutes after we put it on the bed!!!

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Monday, July 16, 2007

Happily Ever After...

My show has closed.

It was a great experience! So much fun and I met so many cool people! We went out as a cast every single night! I have posted a looong slide show on my myspace so if you want to see it you can catch it there. If you leave me your myspace address I will add you to my friends so you can check it out.

I feel like Cinderella after the ball... time to leave my fairy tale "actor world" of performing and partying and come back to real life. It is time to start prepping for the next school year so I plan to try to do that over the next couple of days. I also have to start resetting my body clock back to normal people hours instead of up at 11:30 AM and to bed at 3:00 AM!!!

I am only posting one pic... because I don't want to post pictures of other people on this blog... But believe me there are so funny ones!

Anyway... that is it... back to life... back to reality...
cd 13.

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Friday, July 06, 2007

A much needed lesson in theatre etiquette....

As a theatre person I thought this was a great article and I just wanted to share... feel free to pass it on!!!! (PS... It applies to going to the movies too... too bad so many people are such jackasses!!!) I am considering photocoping this article and placing it inside all of our theatre programs for the next year....

08:34 AM CDT on Wednesday, July 4, 2007
By V!cki Car0line Cheatw00d / Special Contributor to The Dallas Morning News

For the sake of theatergoers, Dallas must consider passing an ordinance to fine audience members who disrupt performances with cellphones. The monies collected should be donated right to the theater.

New York City did it. Their no-cellphone law passed years ago. And, hey, isn't Dallas always trying to measure up against the big girls? Here's our chance.

For years now, theaters have been reminding people to turn off their cellphones before each performance. It's not working. The problem has, in fact, gotten worse. This isn't just people forgetting or refusing to turn off the ringer on their phones anymore. Now we have these strange, sad people who wait until the houselights go down to start typing and sending text messages.

Let's call them "text maniacs."

God help you to enjoy the show if you're seated behind one.

During the Mavs playoffs last summer, my husband and I found ourselves trapped in a theater behind a compulsive score-checking text maniac. Over and over and over during the hourlong performance, we were blinded by the light as she popped that phone open and snapped it shut.

Click! Snap! Click! Snap!At a recent performance of Wicked, a great big text maniac directly behind me spent all of Act 2 sending and receiving. Not only was she clickety-clicking those keys, she didn't bother to turn off the CHIME! that alerted her (and all of us nearby) every time she had a new message.

Last summer during the Shakespeare Festival, we were amazed to see an entire row of text maniacs, bent over like boiled shrimp, intently typing notes and playing video games during the performance. At least they were on the far back row.

Perhaps the text maniacs don't understand that their blue light shining in the darkness is just as disruptive as noise. Perhaps they don't realize that just by opening up that phone, they are immediately outed, not only to the outraged ticket buyers seated around them but also to the actors onstage, whose eyes can't help but reflexively be drawn to that little light of thine.

Kitchen Dog Theater's Tina Parker recalls looking out into a sea of blue-lit faces as she performed in another group's production of No Exit last year. "This really is hell," she thought.

It's painful to consider that perhaps text maniacs know they're diluting everyone's enjoyment and they don't much care. It's a notion that's more than possible. Take, for instance, the two text maniacs spied last year by a friend. These two men spent most of the first act sending messages to each other before they made a clumsy and disruptive exit during the performance.

Wow. That's entertainment.

Please: If you know a text maniac, or if you yourself can't refrain from sending and receiving even for an hour, please consider this alternative. Instead of ruining an expensive and rare date night for everyone seated near you, send the theater of your choice a donation equal to the regular ticket price. This way, some theater junkie gets to enjoy the show on your dime, you get a tax write-off and a chance to be alone, just the two of you, you and your little phone.

Not for you? Consider these options: get help, stay home, or duct tape mittens onto your hands before the curtain rises.

Just don't sit near me. Because the minute a "no-phone-zone" law is passed here, I'm dialing 911.

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Monday, July 02, 2007

Why I have low self esteem....

I am in the ensemble of a regional professional production of a big musical. I am making over $700 a week to basically sing... be a townsperson... dance in the back in a few numbers... you know the basic nice theatre job in a beautiful 5000 seat theatre. A dream summer gig... Plus my husband is also in the show... perfect huh?

I am 35 years old.
I am 5'6".
I weigh 155.
My basic measurements are 40-29-42 (at 25 I was 125 and 36-24-38)
I wear a size 10 pant and a size 8 dress.

Tonight at a costume fitting they did not have dresses big enough to fit me. They are going to have to "find" 3 costumes for me... because none of the ones they had for the production were big enough. So I am the fattest girl in the show (except for some of the "character" roles which are actually supposed to be heavy and one girl who wears a fat suit to look slightly bigger than me...) I am the only one who has to get special costumes... Granted the friggin dancers are about 100 pounds, 20 years old, and teeny tiny... but... I can't believe I am the biggest. I wanted to quit. I felt so humliated. I have real body image issues and this didn't help. I didn't cry (well.. I didn't cry in front of anyone)... but I did try to make a million self defacing jokes so that other people didn't know how broken I felt. Now I just dread seeing what they end up "finding" for me to wear... hopefully it won't be some sort of tent dress ot muumuu.

So the joy of being in a show... the excitement of being paid well... the ability of feeling like an actress again (instead of an acting teacher)... and the thrill of getting to sing really fun music... and dance... was squashed tonight. Now all I can think is that the entire audience will be wondering why the fuck they hired me instead of another 22 year old stick girl.

My ego hurts.

In other news...
If you are looking for some really cool new music... look up the band ORSON. They are HUGE in the UK even though they are from Southen California. You can click here to see them on the "Concert for Diana" and you can go here for their myspace. Really awesome music...
Oh yeah... The lead singer is my high school boyfriend... we went to his prom together. Cool huh?

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